Hey guys so basically this is my first breakfast club fanfic and it's probably absolutely
Terrible because I haven't written a fanfic in nearly 5 years, so apologies in advance.
I don't really have a set plan for this fanfic but it's going to be mainly focused on John/Claire after that Saturday. Enjoy
Bender woke up Monday to the usual shouting coming from downstairs "hey bitch where is the money I asked for", John sighed maybe this is why deep down he kept pushing Vernon resulting in those eight Saturday detentions he thought to himself, to escape it all. Apart from the routined screaming match that occurred almost every morning, something else had also woken John, the thought of Claire Standish. You see, ever since Saturdays detention John Bender couldn't stop thinking about the princess. There was something about her, obviously apart from the raw chemistry between them and her gorgeous looks, she surprised him, perhaps even moved him. While thoughts of Saturday rushed back to him he gently reached to finger the earring that she gave him, almost like it always belonged there.
John finally got out of bed, threw on one of his favourite 'The Doors' shirts, long sleeved of course to hide the bruises, and travelled downstairs. "Hey punk" Daryl Bender called aggressively, "yes pop" John replied trying to contain his fear. "I need cash and your useless mother decided to blow it all, so pay up" "I haven't got anything pops" john said looking down at his boots to avoid eye contact, he knew what was coming. "You good for nothing son of a bitch" he spat and before John knew it he was struck with a jab to his right eye.
"Fucking prick" john said aloud as he began the long walk to school, he knew he was going to be late and he really was not in the mood but anywhere was better than home. John reached the school just as the bell for second period rang, he walked down the hallway to reach his locker and that's when he saw her, they're eyes locked. A million things raced through johns mind at that moment, he knew she'd just blow him off and continue to talk to her ladies in waiting without a second glance but she didn't. John was surprised to see Claire beaming at him and he found himself smirking back, maybe there was some hope.
Short and sweet! I promise the next chapter will be extremely long in comparison hopefully my writing wasn't terrible!
Please R&R