Hello all. New story... The Breakfast Club is my favorite movie ever and, lets face it, everythings better twilight, so why not. hope you guys enjoy!

I love you all. I think i suprised some people by noy making Emmett "JOCK" but, i mean, can you picture Rosalie as the "BASKETCASE"?? I think not. and i LOVE Edward as a nerd. that is amazing. thanks for all the reviews. OH! sorry for taking so long to update. Im not giving up ANY of my stories. Im just taking longer because of school and im updating the one with more revies more often.

Disclaimer- I dont own The Breakfast Club or Twiligh. cryinacorner

Chapter 2

EPOV

I walked into the library, wishing for the first time I could turn around and walk right back out. The first thing I noticed was Rosalie, sitting in the front left corner examining her nails. She didn't even look up. Rosalie Hale is the Prima popular at this school. She probably thinks she's too special to acknowledge my presence. I mean seriously, you'd think I was some untouchable peasant. I sat behind her, in a separate table.

Just as I sat, Jasper Whitlock waltzed in wearing his letterman jacket. Typical jock. He wordlessly pointed to the seat next to Rosalie and she shrugged and made a face, making it clear she didn't want to be here. When he sat, I noticed how they look alike.

They both had unnaturally shiny blonde hair and I knew from yearbook pictures and stuff that the both had blue eyes. They could be brother and sister…

EMPOV

I walked down the familiar hallway leading into the library, my sister Bella on my shoulders. I heard her giggle quietly, her body shaking slightly, and cover my eyes with each hand. I knew this game. I smiled as I turned the corner and walked through the door.

I put my left arm out and felt for the main counter, knocking anything in my path. Bella's laughs grew louder as the sound of light bangs and ruffles filled my ears. She uncovered one eye and I felt her reach over.

She straightened back up, uncovered my other eye and put a small pad of post-its into my hand. I looked up at her in confusion. She beamed; I shrugged and put the post-its into my pocket.

I took in my surroundings. There were three people here on this fine morning. I recognized two. Casper and Louise lee, I think. I don't really care, there all stuck up bitches anyway. The last one was a dweeb. I mean, who tucks in their shirt like that anymore? I can answer that, nobody. Plus, the loser's in my seat.

We both lost the smiles. I walked over and Bella hopped skillfully off my back. When I made it to my usual seat, I motioned for the dorkoe to move. He did, I noticed Bella didn't take her eyes off him. This was her way of letting people know not to mess with her. She may be small, but she could probably kick my ass, and that saying something.

I pulled out two chairs and sat down in one, pulling Bella by the waist until she was tucked into my lap. Put my feet up on the other chair and she did the same.

Just then, a small pixie looking girl, smaller then Bella, walked quickly into the room. She was wearing all gray and looking to her feet. That was a little creepy. I recognized her. Alice, I think her name is.

She made her way to the back corner and sat down noisily, facing away from us. I heard Sport-o cough out a laugh and saw him turn towards Barbie, who was trying to hold back a smile. Bella glared daggers into the backs of their heads. She absolutely hates them, everyone like them. Anyone who judges people they don't know.

Sensing her stare, they both turned. When they saw the hostile look about her, there eyes widened and the turned around. She started to say something but was cut off my Mr. Banner walking into the room. He stopped front and center.

"Well, well." He said "Here we are. I want to… congratulate you for being on time." He looked each of us in the eye. Barbie hesitantly raised her hand. Oh, here we go.

"Uh… Excuse me, sir? I think there's been a mistake. I mean, I know its detention, but I don't think I belong in here." She said. I heard Bella growl quietly from next to me. Mr. Banner continued as if she hadn't said anything. He put his wrist up to his face, checking the time.

"It is now 7:06. You have exactly 8 hours and 54 minutes to think about why you are here." This is so boring. I cleared my throat, getting a huge spit wad into my mouth. "Ponder the error of your ways." I tilted my head back, spit and caught it. I tuned back straight, smiling triumphantly. I heard Barbie gasp in disgust. Bella smacked me and muttered "God, your so frikkin gross."

"You may not talk." he continued, looking at Barbie "You will not move from these seats. And you two." He pointed ant me and my sister "Will not sleep." She gave him puppy dog eyes. I can never doubt her anything when she does that, but this man is heartless and he continued, unaffected.

"Alright people, were gonna try something a little different today." He pulled the chair that held our feet out from under us; two pairs of legs fell simultaneously. I tried to hold in my laughter.

"We are going to write an essay" He was passing out loose leaf. "Of no less than a thousand words. Describing to me who you think you are."

"Is this a test?" I asked looking up and batting my eyes at him.

"And when I say essay." He continued "I mean essay. I do not mean one word repeated one thousand times. Is that clear, Mr. and Miss Cullen?" Bella's body shook once with contained laughter.

"Crystal." We said in unison, our tones bored.

"Good, maybe you'll learn a little bit about yourself. Maybe you'll decide weather or not you care to return." He said. Dork raised his hand.

"I can answer that right now, sir. You know, that- that'd be no for me because-" He stuttered.

"Sit down, Masen." Mr. Banner snapped. I could see the corners of my sister's mouth pull up into a small smile. "Now, my office is right down that hall. Any monkey business is ill advised. Any questions?"

When no one answered he began to walk away. "Yeah, I have a question." Bella's clear, music-like voice called out. Mr. Banner looked at her expectantly. "Does Barry Manilo know that you raid his wardrobe?" She finished. I tried to hold in a laugh and Sport-o coughed out a chuckle.

"I will give you the answer to that question, Miss Cullen, next Saturday. You just got you and your brother another one." He said.

"Hey! What did I do?" I yelled. I really didn't care, if Bella was here there wasn't anywhere I'd rather be. Mr. Banner dismissed. Why doesn't he ever listen to what I say, jeez.

"Don't mess with the bull, young lady. You'll get the horns." He pointed at her. She smiled her million dollar smile and he turned and walked out of the room.

"That man." She pointed to the door where Mr. B's shadow had just disappeared. "Is a brownie hunter."

Everyone was silent. There was a low pitch click coming from the back of the room. One by one we all turned towards Alice. She was still faced away from us all. She noticed everyone's stares and turned towards the rest of us, still biting her nails.

"If you keep eating your hand, your not gonna be hungry for lunch." Bella pointed out. Alice continued biting but this time spit a nail clipping out in our general direction.

I looked directly next to me. Dork was chewing on the end of his pen.

"Who am I?" he muttered "I dunno." he answered himself. I hunched forward and stared at him in disbelief.

Bella sat up from her spot on my lap and when and sat in the chair next to him. She pulled the pen out of his hand and chucked it across the room.

She turned to him and held up a fist.

"Bella" she said simply. Dork looked unsure.

"Uh… you bump her fist, dork." I told him and demonstrated with my own hands. Realization dawned in his eyes and he put his fist to hers.

"Edward." He replied quietly. Bella smiled.

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