i wanted to do my own take on the Breakfast club. i fell in love with john bender so i wanted to try something. my character's name is Elena Willows.*

P.S. I DO NOT OWN ANY OF THE CHARACTERS EXCEPT MY OWN*

Chapter 1: Arrival and Judgements

Saturday March 24, 1984.

Shermer High School, Shermer, Illinois. 60062.

Dear Mr. Vernon,

We accept the fact that we had to sacrifice a whole Saturday in detention for whatever it was that we did wrong, what we did was wrong. But we think you're crazy to make us write this essay telling you who we think we are, what do you care? You see us as you want to see us...in the simplest terms and the most convenient definitions. You see us as a brain, an athelete, a basket case, a princess, an emo, and a criminal. Correct? That's the way we saw each other at seven o'clock this morning. We were brainwashed.

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School came into view soon as I kept walking. I had to go to school on Saturday for detention. It wasn't a big deal for me. I rather be here than at the hellhole I call home. I pulled my sleeves down to cover up my scars as I enterd the library. There were the two pompus assholes Claire the prom queen and Andrew the jock sitting upfront next to each other. Nerdy Brian was sitting at a desk beside them. Some girl was sitting way in the back, alone. She could be as emo as me but I doubt it. She looked more like a loner than anything. And then there was John Bender, sitting behind Claire. He was known for being the biggest troublemaker in the school. It's no surprise he's here. I sat a desk behind him. He looked over at me but quickly looked away as if he already lost interest. Again, not surprising. It was then when the son of a bitch vice principal Mr. Vernon came in. I rolled my eyes at him.

"Well, well. Here we are! I want to congradulate you for being on time." He says. Don't sound so excited dickhead. I thought to myself. I saw Claire put her hand up.

"Excuse me, sir? I think there's been a mistake. I know it's detention, but...um...I don't think I belong in here." She said. I scoffed silently. She's always been a conceited rich kid, one thing I've always hated about her. Mr. Vernon ignored her and looked at his watch.

"It is now 7:06. You have exactly eight hours and fifty-four minutes to think about why you're here. To ponder the error of your ways." He starts again. John then spits up in the air and it lands back into his mouth. I make a face of slight disgust.

"You will not talk," He continues. Brian starts shifting to another seat and Mr. Vernon looks at him "You will not move from these seats." I laugh silently as I see him shift back. Then Mr. Vernon walks towards John. He quickly glances at me enough for me to see that it was a glare.

"And you," He said looking at John. He grabs the seat John was using as a foot stool and yanks it away. "Will not sleep. Alright people, we're gonna try something a little different today. We are going to write an essay of no less than a thousand words describing to me who you think you are."

"Is this a test?" John asks. Mr. Vernon starts passing out paper and pencils to us.

"And when I say essay, I mean essay. I do not mean a single word repeated a thousand times. Is that clear Mr. Bender?" He said looking at John.

"Crystal." He replied.

"Good. Maybe you'll learn a little something about yourself. Maybe you'll even decide whether or not you care to return." Brian stood up.

"You know, I can answer that right now sir. That'd be "No," no for me 'cause-"

"Sit down Johnson" Mr. Vernon snapped.

"Thank you sir." Brian said sitting back down.

"My office is right across the hall. Any monkey business is ill-advised. Any questions?"

"Yeah, I got a question," John says. Mr. Vernon looks at him suspiciously. "Does Barry Manilow know you raid his wardorbe?" I bite my lip to keep myself from laughing.

"I'll give you the answer to that question, Mr. Bender, next Saturday. Don't mess with the bull young man, you'll get the horns." Mr. Vernon replies. I lost it there. I ended up letting a snicker out. I then see everyone is looking at me. "What's so funny Miss. Willows?" I shook my head.

"I'm sorry it's just that I honestly can't picture you with any horns if you were a bull sir." I replied. I saw John smirk a little.

"Would you like to join him?" He asks. I simply shrug my shoulders.

"It's your call sir." I say. He looked like he wanted to say something but he just glares at me and then leaves. I sit up in my seat to start writing.

"That man is a brownie hound." John says. A few seconds later I start hearing snapping sounds from my left. I turn to see the girl biting her fingernails. Oi she's a weirdo too. I though to myslef.

"You keep eating your hand and you're not going to be hungry for lunch." John says. The girl spits her nail at him. I make another disgusted face. "I've seen you before, you know." He then turns to me. "I don't remember seeing you. Are you new?" I shook my head.

"I make it an effort to make sure people don't know me." I say. He nods.

"I like that." He says smirking. I let out a small smile in response. He turns around and look down at the paper. I wasn't much of a writer so I felt like I'd probably get nothing done. I thought heard Brian say something but I wasn't sure what. John crumbled up his paper and threw it at Claire but it missed. He soon started humming some tune I didn't recognize.

"I can't believe this is happening to me."Claire says softly. Oh shut up bitch.

"Oh, shit! What're we s'posed to do if we hafta take a piss?" John blurts out. I look at him confused. Is he serious?

"Please." Claire said disgusted. John unzips his fly.

"If you gotta go, you gotta go." He says. I look away just in case.

"Oh my God!" Claire says.

"Hey, you're not urinating in here man." Andrew says.

"Don't talk, don't talk. It makes it crawl back up." John says. I felt like throwing up in my mouth any minute now.

"You whip it out and you're dead before the first drop hits the floor!" Andrew said. I don't know why but that sounded funny to me.

"You're pretty sexy when you get angry." John says. He turns to Brian. "Hey homeboy, why don't you close that door? We'll get the prom queen impregnated." I felt my eyes widen at that.

"Hey!" Andrew yells. John ignored him the first time so he says it again. John finally turns his attention to him. "If I lose my temper, you're totalled man."

"Totally?"

"Totally."

"Why don't you just shut up? Nobody here is interested." Claire says.

"Really." Andrew says. He turns tk Claire and calls John a buttface.

"Well hey Sporto. What'd you do to get in here?" John asks. What would a star wrestler do to get in here? I mean, he could start a fight but nothing happened this week except for John pulling a false alarm. That's the reason he's here. Claire skipped and went shopping, like if she wouldn't have before. I don't know what Andrew or Brian would be doing here. Oh, and that other girl too.

"Look, just because you live here doesn't give you the right to be a pain in the ass, so knock it off." Andrew says. I laugh at that again.

"Is that all you ever do?" Claire asks.

"Oh piss off." I say. "It's not my fault you guys have some of the funniest insults."

"Truer words were never spoken." John says holding his hand up. I give him five.

"They're just doing it to a get a rise out of you. Just ignore them."Claire says.

"Sweets, you couldn't ignore me if you tried." John said. Claire rolls his eyes.

"So..." John says leaning foreward. "Are you guys like boyfriend/girlfriend?" I don't know why but I was so into this that I put down my pencil. "Steady dates? Lovers? Come on Sporto, level with me. Do you slip her the hot beef injection?"

"Go to hell!" Claire screams.

"Enough!" Andrew screams.

"Hey what's going on in there?" Mr. Vernon yells through the hallway. I look over at the door, hoping he wouldn't come in here. He didn't, making me relieved. I give the room a look over. They say you shouldn't judge a book by it's cover but it's hard when it just screams what it is right there. The girl seems to be either a wallflower or a basket case, one of the two. Brian is of course a brain and a wimp. Andrew, top jock but easy to get his emotions all riled up. Claire is queen bee and pristine princess. John... is surprise. He is definatly a bad boy but he seems more than that. He seems to be nice when he wants to, and I guess that also depends on the person. Judging by the way this detention is going, I'll say I'm in for a wild ride.

is it good? I hope it is. i actually like writing like this. i like doing role plays. ill try to update as soon as i can. thx for reading.*