Evil Principals

By: Effervescent Shine

Disclaimer: John Hughes owns both The Breakfast Club and Ferris Bueller's Day Off, and all characters associated with either. I just own copies of the movies.

A/N: Hm, I'm not really sure if this story is finished or not…but I thought I'd post it anyway, maybe get some feedback and ideas? (That means review please, hint hint…) Oh, and even though this is a crossover, I figured I'd put it in here, because it's more about Claire anyway.

Okay, so if side A is perpendicular to side B and has a length of 8 cm, then side C, connecting at a 75° angle, has a value of...what?? Who cares!

With a frustrated sigh, Sloane Peterson slams her Math textbook shut and slides it down her desk. Homework is so overrated, anyway. Besides, it's Saturday. She has better things to do. She looks at the clock beside her. Ah, perfect. Claire will be home by now. She picks up the phone and dials her best friend.

"Hello?"

"Hey Claire, it's me. Can you talk?"

"Yeah. I'm not like, grounded, or anything."

"So - enjoy your detention?" Sloane asks teasingly and hears Claire groan on the other end of the line in reply.

"All day! And on a Saturday! It sucked. And I still can't believe that I got busted AND got detention for going to the mall, whereas you spend all day running around with your boyfriend and nothing happens to you. That bites. I should just switch to your school."

"Hey, my school's just as bad, why else would I be skipping?"

"Well, at least you aren't stuck with the principal-from-hell."

"Oh, I wouldn't be too sure about that…you have no idea how crazy mine is."

"Well," sighs Claire, "at least yours doesn't believe in Saturday detention just for shopping. And, with a boyfriend like yours, I can think of a few things you'd skip school to do..." Claire trails off suggestively.

"Claire!" Sloane shrieks, "shut up! Besides, it wasn't like that. Cam was with us anyway."

"Sloane, I am shocked. Two guys? I never would have guessed. You seem like such a nice girl..." Claire tries to be serious, but soon both girls are giggling hysterically.

"Okay, okay. Seriously, now." Claire takes a deep breath and stops laughing. "I have something I wanna tell you about."

"Ooh, sounds gossipy. Spill, please." Sloane sprawls herself out on her bed and gets comfortable. Usually there is no stopping Claire once she gets started on a good topic. They could be here for a while.

"Okay, so I was a detention today, and Andy was there, and this geek Brian, and you know that weird girl, Alison? She's actually pretty cool - she has *such* a thing for Andy, it's so cute. But anyways, that's not really the point. Okay." Claire pauses to take a much-needed breath, but then immediately starts talking again. "This other guy was there, John Bender. He's like this druggie-never actually shows up for class-badass kind of guy. You know him?

"Um, no," replied Sloane, wondering where Claire was going with this. "But I know the type. Why?"

"Well, we were talking, and he wasn't really as bad as I thought. Just misunderstood, kinda? And like, he asked me out. At least I think he asked me out...it was kind of unspoken or something, I don't know...I think he likes me, for me, you know?" The last few sentences spill out of Claire in a rush. Sloane is quiet for a couple of seconds, to make sure Claire is done all her talking, and to try to remember the last time she heard Claire sounding so uncertain about a guy.

"Is this, like, really serious, Claire?"

"I don't know. I think that I hope so. Is that bad? Maybe he's not the serious type...but it felt...different. So, yeah. Maybe it is serious."

"Wow. You gotta let me meet this guy. Oh, hey. Speaking of serious, you will never guess what Ferris told me on Friday."

"What?"

"Well, he basically said he wanted to marry me someday. Actually, he wanted to marry me right then, but I don't think he was being totally serious. With Ferris you never know though."

"Ohmigawd! That is so cute! You have the sweetest boyfriend. No wonder everyone loves him - crap. My mom's calling me. Look, I gotta go, okay? I'll talk to you later."

"Later." Sloane hangs up the phone and smiles. The sweetest boyfriend? Yeah, she definately has that covered. Great friends? Yeah, that too. The ability and willingness to deal with math homework? Sloane glares at the math textbook still lying next to her, and picks up the phone again. Hopefully Ferris wouldn't be too "sick" to talk.