Mal Meets the Rebel

A/N: I don't own Total Drama or it's characters relating to the show. Nor do I profit or make money from writing this. Enjoy!

Mal's Pov:

At the last table in the back of the library, a dark haired-boy with a tan, sat with his legs comfortably propped up on the table with his arms folded behind his head as he stares lazily at the clock near the library's front exit. "I. Am. Really. Bored...", he says out loud to himself with an annoyed look on his face. In the background, he could make out sounds of several shoes shuffling around and whispered voices as other delinquents chatted, goofed off, and looked for other ways to kill time until the next class started. Which didn't really matter to Mal, because he never attended half of them anyways until of course, his parole officer stepped in. It always really pissed him off too when he did get caught.

Out of the corner of his eye, he heard some of the "fresh meat" talking. His ears perked up like a cat hearing the can opener. He was very short and lanky for a guy his age with blonde locks, and an annoying stutter. "YY...Yeah man!... I heard that there's some chick being sent here!" , he commented looking nervously at his other two friends like he was waiting for a cookie or a pat on the back for such inside information.

"Yeah right, small fry!" , said the tallest one with short brown hair and a scar across the bridge of his nose. "Elliot you, know they can't put a girl in an "all-boy-juvie"! You're stupid, and an idiot, anyone can tell that that's a load of horse piss!" As he was saying that he grabbed the short guy by the neck of his collar, lifting just a foot off the ground.

"HH..Hey Steve! Put me down! PP..Please don't...I'd never lie to you, boss. You know that!" , he whimpered and squirmed trying to wring himself free from the taller delinquent.

"If that's true, then where are they even going to put her? She can't bunk with us men. She'd be all in our stuff with her girly ways, trying to make us soft, and feel sorry for her little whimpy backside, and what-not!", the third guy said with the dreadlocks that came down to his big, bulky muscular shoulders, as he raised an eyebrow in annoyance.

"That's a good question, and ain't that the truth!" , Steve snorted as he dropped Elliot like a sack of potatoes. They all laughed out loud which caused the librarian to glare in their direction. As their voices drifted off to the front exit of the library, Mal sat a moment longer going over his new found information. "Well. This should prove to be interesting, if not entertaining. I wonder how Major Thyng will take this news." , Mal thought with an evil smirk before he jumped up, and headed out the exit as well. "Time to have a little fun before the gathering..."

Seems things are about to get interesting in this next upcoming chapter. Who is Major Thyng? How's Roxanne gonna fit in, in an "all-boy-juvie" facility? What kind of chaos will Mal cook up? Find out soon!...