Summary:

Dear Mr. Ampora,

We accept the fact that we had to sacrifice a whole Saturday in detention for whatever it was that we did 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 prince and a criminal. Correct? That's the way we saw each other at seven o'clock this morning. We were brainwashed...

This is completely AU and shit. Oh, and Humanstuck~

Alright guys. Here we go. This is one of my many headcanons that I decided to write. I hope you like it, and if you don't think a character does not fit you can tell me but don't be rude about it. I'll be rude back. Either way, it's my headcanon. Not yours.

In this I used a copy of the Breakfast Club script, but I by no means whatsoever own it. I simply tweaked it to fill my needs. I also do not own Homestuck.

"...And these children that you spit on, as they try to change their worlds are immune to your consultations. They're quite aware of what they're going through..." - David Bowie

It was a bright sunny Saturday morning when a blue Prius pulled into the parking lot of the local high school. Perched inside the passenger side is a young male with raven black hair and dorky glasses. It's safe to assume that the well dressed man next to him is his father.

John. Preach to Dad about why you shouldn't be here.

" I can't believe you can't get me out of this. I mean it's so stupid I have to be here on a Saturday. It's not like I'm defective or anything." You say crossing your arms across your chest. Honestly, when the man was so close to many of the teachers it was a wonder he couldn't pull a few strings.

"I'll make it up to you. Son, ditching school to go see a movie doesn't make you defective. Have a good day." You roll your eyes at him before getting out and slamming the door. As you jog up the steps of the school you silently curse your father. This kind of thing probably never happened to him.

Not long after the first car pulls away a bright annoyingly yellow beetle pulls in it's place. A young boy sits inside next to what we will assume is his mother. She's a very obnoxious looking woman, with a high pinched nose and frizzy blonde hair. She turns and glares at him. The boy shrinks back into his chair, hoping to appear smaller.

Sollux. Fear Mom's wrath.

"Is this the first of last time we do this?" She asks in that nasal voice, a slight lisp making its way through.

"Latht..." You mumble, your own lisp clearly evident.

"Well get in there and use the time to your advantage."

You grind your teeth. Sometimes she really ticks you off. "Mom, we're not thuppothed to thudy; we just have to thit there and do nothing."

"Well, you better find a way to study." You nod and scramble out of the car before collecting you 'cool' and walking up to the school.

Soon after an expensive looking car pulls into the schools parking lot. Inside a young man sits next to his father. By his looks, he's clearly a jock. He wears a Letterman jacket with many patches on it. The only thing that throws of his look is his bright red hair that her received from his mother. His father on the other hand looks like a well to to man with nicely cut brown hair. He looks like the type of man that would own a large company.

Karkat. Piss off Dad.

"Hey, I screwed around. Guys screw around, there's nothing wrong with that. Except you got caught."

"Dad, stop. Mom already reemed me alright?"

Your dad clenches the steering wheel in anger.

"You wanna miss a match? You wanna blow your ride? Now no school's gonna give a scholarship to a discipline case."

"Whatever," you grumble before getting out of the car and walking to the school.

A young boy walks across the parking lot seeming at complete ease. The sun reflects of the rim of his aviator shade. He must feel so cool. As he swaggers toward the school a dull green saturn right in front of him. It almost hit but not a single fuck was given, he still walked into the school. A young girl hops out of the car, her long trench coat almost touching the ground. On her head she wears a strange blue hat.

Nepeta. Get ignored.

You walk up to the window and attempt to tap on it but the car speeds up and leaves you coughing up dust. Your shoulders droop slightly as you walk into the school.

So, what do you think? Should I continue?

I know very short chapter. But It's the very first one and I wanted to introduce all the kids.

Also, fanfiction is stupid and won't let me put the arrow thingy magiggers. DX Sorry!

See you soon,

-flyingthroughfire