The Breakfast Club
A brain, an athlete, a princess, a basketcase and a criminal. Five strangers with nothing in common, except each other.
For all of you that have seen 'The Breakfast Club', it's one of my all time favourite movies; hence, I felt the need to combine it with Beyblade in a fan fic. Don't ask? Anyway. This is just to distract me from my other story, coz the idea's been spinning in my head for ages. It took me FOREVER to decide on the rolls hey, because there were so many characters that would've worked for each of them. People might seem a little out of character sometimes, but bare with me, it'll just be an attempt to stay true the movie. And if it's just not how the movie was, well, it's because I'm trying to keep some of the beyblade characters in character. Well, fuck all that, because it's a good story line anyway.
The Brain: Kenny
The Athlete: Ray
The Princess: Hilary
The Basketcase: Mariah
The Criminal: Kai
"…And these children
that you spit on
as they try to change their worlds
are immune to your consolations.
They're quite aware
Of what they're going through…"
- David Bowie.
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7AM, Saturday, March 24th, 1984. Shermer High School. Saturday mornings at Shermer High School were reserved for the delinquents, the weirdos and the 'bad apples'. It was the day the school held detention.
Hilary Tabitana, a first timer in detention, stared up at the school from her comfortable, luxury BMW. She sighed, shook her head, and turned to her father, "I can't believe you couldn't get me out of this. It's so absurd that I have to be here on a Saturday. It's not like I'm a defective or anything."
"Now, Hilary," her father said, "I'll make it up to you. No one's calling you defective for cutting class to go shopping. Have a good day," He said, smiling and handing her her lunch. She sighed, rolled her eyes and got out of the car.
"That stupid, good for nothing man." She muttered to herself as she walked up the concrete verge to her high school. She looked up at the hateful institution. It's not like she didn't like school or anything. In fact, she loved school. She was popular, she was in clubs, she got good grades- she was comfortable. But she wasn't comfortable with being here on a Saturday. She shuddered as she thought of the mixed bag of people there would be in detention. She didn't belong here and she hated it.
"Now, is the first or the last time you do this?" Kenny's mother asked him
He sighed and didn't look at her, "The last."
"Now, you get in there, and use that time to your advantage!" His mother snapped
"But mum, you're not meant to study, you're just meant to sit there and do nothing."
"Well, you better find a way to study, mister!"
"Yeah!" Kenny's little sister put it
"Now get in there!" She yelled.
He sighed and walked out of the car with his bag and his lunch. The morning was cold. He watched his mother drive off and she shook his head and sighed. They'd never understand. None of them would. He watched Hilary Tabitana walking into detention. She probably had no idea who he was, but no one did really. Kenny didn't want to be here. He didn't want to be anywhere. He didn't want to study, or go to any of his clubs. He just wanted to anywhere but here.
Ray Kon glared moodily at the dashboard of the car. He couldn't look his dad in the eye. He didn't want to.
"Hey," His dad said, "I screwed around in high school. Guy's screw around, there's nothing wrong with that. 'Cept that you got caught, sport."
"Yeah, I know. Mum already read me that rap."
His dad sighed, "Do you want to miss a match? Do you want to lose your free ride? What school's going to give a scholarship to a discipline case, huh?"
Ray just gave his dad a dirty look, and got out of the car with his lunch. He'd had enough. He would just get through today. He wouldn't talk or cause any trouble. He'd get through today and get to his wrestling meet, and then it would all be ok. He'd never have to think about detention or, more importantly, what he did to get into detention again.
Kai Hiwitari walked into school, his sunglasses on. A car almost hit him, he was pretty sure it was Mariah's car, but he kept walking. If they hit him, it'd be their fault. One of his arms ached. It was burned by a cigar, curtesy of his darling father. He shook his head as he walked up the stairs. Weren't there any normal families anymore? Wasn't anyone happy? Not that he'd ever admit it to anyone; it annoyed him that no one was happy, because it just set a precedent for him. Could he really be happy if no one else was? What was different about him? Nothing. Absolutely nothing. The halls of the school made him shudder. He hated this place. He hated the richies and the activities people. They were all assholes. Detention didn't really seem like a punishment for him; he'd done it so many times before. Today wouldn't be any different to how it usually was. He didn't care… well; he would at least convince himself he didn't.
Mariah got out of her car. She threw her bag over her shoulder, and looked in the window of the car but her mother already had her foot on the gas. She drove off. She was going home to her new husband, and her step children. Mariah shut her eyes, and held back the tears. They didn't care, they didn't even see her. She bottled up the scream that threatened to work its way out of her throat. She looked up at the school and shrugged. She hated the place, just like every other teenager around. She didn't have any friends, people avoided her. She was 'weird'. Damn right she was weird! Being weird didn't help though. It didn't make her visible. She was starting to worry nothing would make her visible. She'd just float through life, being on the fringes of society. She shuddered, and shook her head. She couldn't think about that. She'd just get through today. Detention didn't mean anything to her. In truth, she didn't have anything better to do.