A/N: this is my first breakfast club fan fic. Please no flames about the shortness please!thanks!
I walked down the hall to the library. The loud clacking of my designer boots made it more intense. I approached the room and sat down at the second desk. I began to play with my Tiffany's bracelet. My long brown hair fell in my face, and i pulled it back. I looked up at the blonde boy standing next to me. He pointed to the chair next to me. I nodded.
" Hey, i'm Jake Clarke." he said looking at me.
I stared at his varsity jacket.I instantally realized that i knew him. Not from school but from before i was even born. My Mom and Dad had known his Father Andrew.
" Andrew." i whispered to myself.
" excuse me?" he said confused.
"oh. I'm Kaylee Bender." i said.
He looked me straight in the eye.
" Princess." he said instantally.
" Sport-O." i said in reply
" Ohh My Gawsh." i said to my self.
How could this happen? How could the Breakfast Club be re-united. I was sitting here in detention with Andrew Clarke's son.How could this be pos...
The door slowly opened and in walked a boy. He was blonde, kind-of short, and geeky.
" Johnson?" i yelled.
The boy looked at me. I had a look of horror on my face. I turned to my right, to see my worst nightmare. It was Allison Reynolds daughter, Heather. I knew it was her, it had to be. She wore dark clothes and loads of mascara. She seemed to hide beneath her coat and made no sound. I was suprised by what I saw. All of our parents, didn't want to be anything like THEIR parents, and they had. I was exactly like my mother, rich and spoiled. I was the Prom Queen for three years and i owned the most expensive car. Heather, was the same basketcase her mother was. Jake had the same pressure his father had, to be number 1. And Brian's son Matt, was the same geek, and had great expectations.
We all sat there knowing we had something in common, but doubting it too.
A/N: I really really promise that i'll make the next chapter longer! please R&R love ya!