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I do not own any of the characters in the Breakfast Club or any of the storyline. They belong to the brilliant and legendary John Hughes.

**RE-POSTED**

A\N Sorry I had to delete the first version to this story. This is my first attempt at writing a fan fiction. But anyways I hope you all Love My Story and don't forget to review only takes one!

Chapter 1- Bender's Weekend

March 24, 1984 - Saturday

After detention I was walking home feeling like I could touch the sky. I had four new friends. I'm sure I looked funny putting my fist up in the air. Looking like I scored a touchdown in the middle of an empty football field.

But only 'The Breakfast Club' would know why doing something like that, right then would make so much sense.

I started thinking and that was never good. The cold air hitting the back of my neck. It was making my nose cold. I was heading towards what felt like hell. My reality!

I didn't feel like meeting the guys tonight. I wanted this day to never end. Then I always had a way of making myself believe bad.

Nothing in my life was good. So how was this going to be? "Don't get ahead of yourself John." I thought.

I started to question everything that happened today. Did my new found acceptance with strangers be real?

How would I know this wasn't a lie? Having a varsity guy, like Andrew! Or a genius, Brian! Or even a recluse, like Allison! Be my friends. Were they really?

How was I going to have one of the most popular girls in school like me more than one of those, I was now feeling myself become tense. I was thinking about Claire with one of those pretty boys from school. ''I huffed in disgust.''

The ones I, Vincent, Lloyd and Daniel would make fun of, more than the nerds.

The ones with a decent grade point average, good looks, even a car, and money! Knowing that's what her friends were going to be concerned with. I could see them telling Claire to realize what she was really getting into by wanting to be with me.

Doubt started creeping into my head. I was walking harder.

I was now so deep in my thoughts. I felt the earring get a little cold, resting against my ear lobe.

I'm sure I had the biggest smile on my face now. I had one of ''Claire Standish's", earrings on! "Fuck Me". I laughed. I passed some old guy, he looked at me like I was crazy. I'm sure this is what it was like to be Allison. I laughed again.

It was really cold now. It seemed to have been sprinkling before detention let out.

I walked up to the house, the brick steps disappearing behind me. I breathed out waiting for a verbal beat down once I entered into the house. I tightened my fists.

It was already getting dark outside. I spent almost all day walking around. I hadn't noticed the time till now.

I walked in to find nothing, no one was here. I didn't question where the hell the Mr. and Mrs. was.

I went into my room, lying on my bed from like four years ago. A little small for someone my size but I didn't care that bed was really comfortable.

I let my head rest on the pillow letting it guard my diamond.

It turned out to be the best day of my life. I fell asleep on top of the world. I was able to see the moon trying to shine through the dark clouds.

I fell asleep, saying; "One more day then I can see her."

March 25, 1984 - Sunday

Sunday turned out to be a bad day due to the fact that my old man was now home.

I woke up to yelling in my living room. "Where the fuck is the mustard?"

Thank god, I had my own bathroom. I never knew when it would be okay to use the old man's precious water at the last house.

I had my cologne on the sink. I remember stealing it while hitting on the clerk. It was some fancy stuff. I couldn't pronounce the name on the bottle.

I hoped Claire liked it yesterday. All the other girls I was with seemed to like it. Even some of the ritchies' I hooked up with in the past.

Believe it or not those girls liked me a lot. It must have had something to do with the bad boy reputation.

But one thing I was sure of was none of them compared to Claire. I felt a pain shoot through my stomach. I hope Claire didn't know any of those girls.

I was now looking up begging the roof silently.

The yelling got quiet. For most people you would go and see what the hell was going on. I never did. I knew to stay out of it.

That way my mom wouldn't be able to point out I was in the room. So he could lay off her a little. She was now quiet probably because she was fixing his lunch.

They never cared to check to see if I was home, let alone even to check if I'm alive.

I got dressed and I had my earring on, reminding me of what transpired between Claire and me yesterday. I was swearing to myself that, 'I would never take it off.'

I was feeling like the world had changed. Dumb me; I would beat myself up later for this. I decided not to go through my window today. Well I paid for that notion.

I just happened to be in the way of trying to leave the house. When the old man had to stop me to remind me who the hell he was, believe me I had so many scars to know who the hell my asshole of a father was.

"Where the hell were you yesterday, you were so post to change the oil on the car."

"I was at school!" I stated with the same attitude he gave me.

I was getting ready for a blow that would come shortly after. Talking back to my dad was always trouble. He blew smoke in my face now.

But I stopped being so afraid after he burned my arm with that disgusting cigar.

All I felt was a hit to the side of my face. "Don't lie to be John! It was Saturday." I could smell the beers on his breathe.

I glared at him. "I had detention!" He started saying; "Well you're a punk so. I should have figured." Slurring his words a little.

I didn't care not today, I turned to leave. I made it out the door, with him now paying attention to my mom yelling about his warm beer.

Outside it was raining it looked like yesterday.

It was cloudy and cold. "You got to love Illinois." I said to myself.

But the air was fresh. I walked past Grand Park. Seeing couples hold hands. I had a funny thought I wonder if Claire would ever hold my hand like that.

I put my hands in my pockets to find a $100 dollar bill. Yes! I silently thought. I had forgotten that I found it.

That's how preoccupied I was with thinking about Claire Standish and 'The Breakfast Club' yesterday.

I saw it on the ground near Vernon's car yesterday. I figured if he dropped it, well it was what he owed me. After a threat unlike any other he had ever told me.

I saw my friend Lloyd. He yelled across the street. "Hey Bender what's up?" He waved me over.

The stinging on my cheek was going away. It was looking up. Night out! I walked across the street. I started shaking hands with my friends.

"Bender how was detention yesterday?" Daniel asked. "It was cool except for Principle Dick! I swear that fucker has it out for me so bad." They laughed. I was serious. They didn't grab that from the tone in my voice.

"Who else was in there with you?" Vincent said sounding interested in my day.

Right when I was going to tell them. Vincent interrupted me again. "Dude do you see that girl at the bar."

I turned and saw a blond and a brunet standing next to her looking our way. Girls that hung around me and my friends were never shy.

They were smiling and whispering to one another. They were the type of girls me and my friends would hook up with nothing like Claire.

Big hair, ripped shirts, holes in their jeans and worn out boots. Looking like they have seen some shit.

But I felt myself losing interest, very fast. I wanted to see a beautiful girl with red hair. That's all I could see as if there was a film over my eyes.

"Bender, order some drinks." I was the one with the Fake ID so I was the one to always be getting the drinks. I went to grab my wallet. The hundred fell from my pocket.

Vincent saw it. "Dude what the hell, weren't going to share." They all started laughing I immediately thought "hell no."

I decided to look spaced and go with a lie. "Oh shit that's my old mans. I needed to change the oil on the car."

They ignored the bill after that. They knew my dad would kill me if I spent his money.

The girls walked up to the table. "Hey guys!" The blond said. This was no surprise; the girls always seemed to make the first moves with us.

I was looking at Lloyd mess with his lighter that didn't seem to have any fluid.

"Here bro you can borrow mine." I tossed it when I heard.

"So what are you guys going to do tonight?" My friends grabbed the blond by her leg pulling her to the sofa booth. She was laughing. "Well you tell us." I looked up to the brunet who seemed to have a particular interest in me.

Daniel was elbowing me in my side. "Dude what the fuck." He shot me a look like something was wrong with me. Probably due to the fact I wasn't really giving the incredibly leggy brunet the time of day.

I looked up and saw her standing there now looking at her friend having a good time. "Sit down," I said. I scooted out so she could get in.

I turned to look out the window as I stood. It was blurry due to the rain. I saw a blur of red hair passing the window.

I couldn't stop myself from running out of the Dillon's. The guys were yelling after me, "Bender the beers." I stood in the rain looking for her. My princess!

But she wasn't there. "What the hell is happening to me?" I hadn't even had anything to drink yet. I was going to need one now for sure.

I lit a cigarette and walked back inside. The brunet shot me a dirty look and was now looking interested in Daniel. I was totally okay with that. I and the guys were always placing bets, on seeing who could bag the girls before anyone else in the group.

Lloyd leaned over and said; "Dude what the hell was that about? Nothing!" I pretty sure I sounded disturbed. I had never in my life ever gone chasing after a girl. Especially a ritchie. "I need a drink". Breathing out.

The night went on, we partied. I was having a really good time hanging around with my friends. The table was covered with ashtrays full, and beers, shot glasses on the table.

A couple of other girls came to the table. I was wishing I had Claire on my lap instead of some random chick. She kept trying to get me to go with her in the back.

Normally I would, she was hot but I really didn't even want her so close to my dick in the first place. I said to her; "Hey, I got to go take a piss". She stood looking happy like I was hinting toward the back.

"Alone!" I bluntly replied to that look on her face. She frowned. I walked away, the group's conversation fading into random noise of the bar. I was already really buzzed from the beer's a couple shots of Jack!

I leaned on the wall. What was I going to do about this girl who was making me go insane and deny my body a pleasurable act? "Claire Fucking Standish owned me tonight." I was pretty sure I looked like an idiot all night dodging that chick's threat's to kiss me.

I wondered what Claire was doing right now. Laughing thinking maybe she is with Allison talking about me. Or even with some of her friends talking about me.

The liquor was affecting me now. What if she's with a guy? I was walking out slightly slamming the door to the restroom. Seeing that girl sit there waiting for me to get back under her.

"Damn!" I muttered under my breathe. I can't be mad at Claire. I was out. I had a chick on my lap for damn sake. I felt anger build in me. I fucked up telling Claire I just considered girls.

I didn't consider Claire Standish. I was absolutely positive about her. I wanted her in my wallet.

I wished right then, that I would have had a picture of my beautiful princess. I started thinking of ways I could get one; I should have bought the year book, or stole her ID when I was in her purse.

I really was going to have to be checked by a doctor if this continued.

I got back to the table. I saw Lloyd he looked pretty tired. "Hey guys I think I am going to head out." Vincent and Daniel were making fun of me. "Bender don't be a pussy, have a couple more shots." I turned towards them. "I have school in the morning." I had to take a moment to realize what I just said.

They started to laugh so hard Vincent turned red. I began laughing that was something that should have been recorded. To have John Bender state a fact that he had school in the AM.

Lloyd got out of the booth C'mon Bender, let's get out of here I'm tired. I said to the guys see you guys later. The girls looked bummed that some of the party was heading out of the door.

That girl got up and kissed me on the cheek, "Later Bender"! winking at me. I said "Sure Kathy! Its Katy." She was now looking irritated.

"Yeah. Right!" I really didn't care.

Me and Lloyd stepped out of the bar and were walking down the side walk on to the street. I really didn't want to go home.

I asked Lloyd. "Hey man you think I could crash at your house." He had his arms crossed walking against the wind "sure man. You know my mom won't mind."

Andrew was right a lot of the guys I hung out with put on a act. Just to keep a bad guy rep. My friends had really great home lives. At least better then mine.

Lloyd and his mom were really great. She was a nurse and was always really nice. I was always so grateful when she would help me out with first aid, after my dad had a bad day and took it out on me.

She had offered me so many times to let me live with them until I and Lloyd went to college. I always thought she was crazy. Bender at collage. Yeah right I thought. I was barley keeping it together for high school. She had always wanted both of us to be more then what people expect of us. Lloyd had a bad guy reputation at school. But never gave his mom trouble. She was a single parent. She worked hard for her family. I envied his life. Lloyd was really one of my best friends.

We got inside; Lloyd's mom must have had a graveyard shift. He got in the fridge. "Dude are you hungry? Yeah! My mom made roast beef. Cool!" We sat there in the kitchen and ate the food.

I wanted to tell him about Claire. But I decided to keep it to myself. "You can take the guest bed room. Thanks man." I fell asleep on a proper bed for a guy my age. I smiled I was one day closer to her.

March 26, 1984 Monday

I woke up with the sun shining on my face. I smelled something sweet. I got up in a hurry. I was so excited for school. I had to stay calm and tell myself to get it together. I borrowed some clothes from Lloyd and got ready for school. I walked down, Diane was in the kitchen.

"Hi Bender!" Want some breakfast. "Yes ma'am thank you!" I always had respect for her. "It's just oat meal; sorry I couldn't make more I just got here and you two" She was now looking at Lloyd "are already late for school."

"That will be great." I said. We ate our food and then left for school.

I and Lloyd were walking up to Shermer talking about what had happened last night. He was asking about my funny attitude towards that girl in the night. "Shut up man!" I said joking. Not ready to mention the reason why.

I turned my head and then all I saw was red hair from the corner of my eye. Daniel Yelled "Bender!" I looked from her direction and walked up the stairs to the guys. I'm sure I was smiling like an idiot.

I hadn't even said one word to her. Gosh how the fuck was this Monday going to turn out?