Self Touring, ((open))

[Maalik William Hunt]

Maalik opened the door and peeked inside before he slipped into the cafeteria and looked around the empty space. Chairs and tables littered the area, and as he walked down the aile, his shoes making noise as he walked on the hard lino floor, his let his finger tips run over the hard surface of the tables.
He was humming gently to himself, a song he had written so long ago, he couldn't remember penning it. But the tune had stuck in his head. His steps were slow and he seemed in no rush to finish this self started tour of the school.

[Freddie Alexander Marinov]

Freddie was in a pouting, thumb-sucking kind of mood and he just couldn't face being alone when he was like this. It was times like these he needed affection and warmth, but as yet he didn't know anyone in the school who could give him this, so he made the decision to go and make friends. He trailed down to the cafeteria, daydreaming and not really paying attention.

Upon entering the hall, he glanced around quickly to check if anyone was there. It didn't seem so, but it couldn't hurt to hang around for a while. Shuffling along, he stared at the ground, hardly even aware of anything around him. Soon, the inevitable happened and he walked straight into someone. "Oh, sorry," he whispered, looking up to find out who it was.

[Maalik William Hunt]

Maalik had been daydream, lost within his own throughts when someone bumped into him. He stumbled a little, his small frame making him easily lose balance with the sudden weight against him. But he caught himself and looked up.
"It helps, when walking, to keep your eyes open and aware." He smiled a little though, running his fingers through his streaked hair and shrugged. "But no harm done." Maalik assure him

[Freddie Alexander Marinov]

Freddie nodded, cursing himself for almost knocking someone over . "Look at me messing things up already... Hardly been here for any length of time and I'm already almost injuring people... I'm sorry..." he said, not removing his thumb from his mouth, just moving it to the side. He was feeling very down and the thought he could have made someone dislike him only served to make things worse.

"I should go, it would make more sense..." He began to turn round. Muttering to himself, he said, "I'm the most ungraceful dancer in the world..."

[Maalik William Hunt]

"Well if I was injured, then I would have to go to the nurses office, and it just happens to be the next place on my self starting tour." He smiled, curious as to why he was feeling so low and down about himself right now. "I'm Maalik, by ther way. Musician. You?" He persisted, not allowing the young man to go before he atleast had a name

[Freddie Alexander Marinov]

Freddie turned back to face the boy when he was addressed once again, wondering why his presence was still required. He chose to remove his thumb from his mouth if the conversation was to continue, instead beginning to fidget with the hem of his t-shirt. "Freddie, dancer. And Freshman. Which is horrible, because I hardly had any friends as it was before I had to come here and now I have to start again..." he complained, pouting and turning his head away in case Maalik spotted the tears forming in his eyes.

[Maalik William Hunt]

"Well I am sure there are more people here that share your interests in dancing and the like. Friends shouldn't be to hard to make." He looked around and got a pack of smokes from his pocket. "You smoke?" he asked with a slight shrug, getting a cig out for himself and holding betyween two fingers. The poor kid was so nervous looking talking one on one with someone, Maalik had no idea how he would fair infront of an audience judging him while he danced

[Freddie Alexander Marinov]

Freddie shook his head - one thing he had always maintained he would never do was smoke. Apart from believing it must be a disgusting thing to actually do, he didn't want to reduce his stamina and lung capacity when they were so important in dance. "I-I haven't met any other dancers here yet... everyone acts or plays instruments or does photography or whatever..."

He returned his thumb to his mouth. It didn't help, but at least he felt like he was doing something to provide himself with comfort. "Sorry, I'm being depressing..." he murmured, offering an apologetic look to the other boy.

[Maalik William Hunt]

Maalik shrugged, putting the pack away and walking to the door, opening it and waiting for Freddie to join him. "Well whatever you think, I need a smoke. Your welcome to join me. I promise no one will find us. During my tour, I think I found the perfect place for privercy." He smirked gently, not mocking Freddie, but more mocking the establishment and its own rules.
"And I don't think your depressing. But I am interested as to why your so...figity." he ended the sentice and continued to hold the door open

[Freddie Alexander Marinov]

Freddie increased his pace to save the older boy from having to hold the door open for a long time. "OK, I'll come with you..." he said decisively, figuring that company was preferable to spending yet more time alone, even if it would involve being surrounded by a cloud of thick, horrible smoke.

As he passed Maalik, he decided to try and explain the situation, although it probably would take a lot more time than he had now. "I get lonely. Really lonely. And that makes me fidgety and nervous and really unhappy. Even when I've got friends, it's never enough..." He paused to have a quick, stern word with himself internally to try and prevent the tears that were threatening to make an appearance. "See, I am depressing..."

[Maalik William Hunt]

Maalik let the door swing shut behind them, and he walked along the path a little before turning off and taking Freddie with him through a garden and into a small corner, completely hidden by trees and shrubs. He stopped, leaning on the wall and liting the smoke before he spoke, smoke escaping his mouth as he did, making sure he directed the smoke away from his new found friend.
"I suppose there is a history behind this behaviour of yours." He started tapping his fingers on the brick, a beat to a song that was in his head.

[Freddie Alexander Marinov]

Freddie shuffled along behind Maalik in silence as they made their way to a hidden area of the grounds. He leaned back against the wall Maalik was leaning on, carefully positioning himself so he could talk without getting a face full of smoke. When the other boy spoke, Freddie felt unhappy at having to admit the truth. "S'pose so... but maybe I'm just asking for more than people can give. Maybe I'm just greedy..." He looked down at the ground, kicking at a leaf near his foot and pouting.

[Maalik William Hunt]

Maalik nodded, smoking his cig while Freddie spoke. "You know, I don't think there is anything wrong with being a little freedy in life, wanting it all. Your way or no way." He smiled at Freddie and shrugged. "But if it's effecting you this way, maybe you should reconsider your needs and wants, make a few expections." He looked up at the sky. "Never know who you might miss out on meeting because your standards are to high."