DISCLAIMER: I don't own Breakfast Club or Hannah Montana!

The five teens sat in their seats bored as hell. Jake lit his cigarette. Rico tried working on the essay. Lilly was drawing. She wanted snow in the picture so she shook hair and dandruff fell.

Slowly, each student began to fall asleep. Miley laid on her arm, Oliver put his head on the table as well as Rico and Lilly, and Jake put his feet on another chair and fell asleep.

Mr. Corelli walked in and said.

"Wake up!"

"Who has to use the bathroom?"

Everyone's arm shot up.

When they got back from the bathroom, Jake and Oliver were out of their seats. Oliver was doing stretches while Jake was ripping pages out of books.

"You shouldn't do that. It's school property." Oliver told Jake.

"What I shame I shouldn't destroy literature." Jake said.

"And I love Mark Twain's books." Jake smirked.

"I love his work." Rico said.

"Shut up!" Jake yelled.

Oliver turned around and looked at Miley.

"You grounded tonight?" he asked Miley.

"I don't know. My mom said I'm not, but my dad told me to blow her off." Miley said.

"Party at Matt's. His parents are out of town, it's going to be huge." Oliver told her.

"I probably won't go. My dad lets me do what my mom says I can't." Miley said.

"Who do you like better?" Jake asked.

"Huh?" Miley asked.

"Do you like your dad better than your mom?" Jake asked.

"I don't know. I rather go live with my brother. I don't think either one gives a shit about me, they just use me to get back at each other." Miley said.

"Ha!" Lilly yelled.

Everyone turned to her.

"Shut up!" Miley yelled at her.

They sat back in their seats. Occasionally, they would talk. Mr. Corelli came out.

"Time for lunch."

"We're going to eat here? The cafeteria would be better." Oliver said.

"You're eating here." Mr. Corelli said.

"Will we get milk?" Jake asked.

"You can get pop from the teachers' lounge. You!" Mr. Corelli said pointing to Oliver.

Oliver pointed towards Miley.

"And you!" Mr. Corelli said pointing at Lilly.

Lilly looked up.

"Come on! On your feet!" Mr. Corelli yelled.

Oliver and Lilly walked out.

"What's your poison?...What do you drink?" Oliver asked.

Lilly was silent.

"Forget I asked." Oliver said.

"Vodka." Lilly said.

"When do you drink vodka?" Oliver asked.

"Whenever." Lilly said.

"How much?" Oliver asked.

"Tons." Lilly smiled.

Meanwhile, Jake, Miley, and Rico were sitting around.

"Miley, would you like to see this picture of a guy with huge balls? It's pretty tasty." Jake smirked.

Miley glared at him.

"Rico, have you ever been laid?" Jake asked Rico.

"Oh yeah. Tons." Rico said.

"Name one." Jake said.

"She's from Canada. You wouldn't know her." Rico said.

"Anyone from here?" Jake asked.

Rico pointed towards Miley.

"You and Miley did it?" Jake said.

Miley turned around.

"You perv!" Miley said to Rico.

"No. I didn't mean that." Rico said.

"So you weren't pointing over to Miley?" Jake asked.

"No. I just didn't want..."Rico said.

"Want what?" Jake asked.

"That I'm a virgin." Rico said.

"I think it's ok to be a virgin." Miley smiled.

When Oliver and Lilly got back, they started to eat their lunches.

"What are you eating?" Jake asked Miley.

"Sushi." Miley told him.

"What's that?" Jake asked.

"Raw fish." Miley said.

"You won't let a guy french kiss you, but you'll eat that?" Jake asked.

"Can I eat?" Miley asked.

"I don't know." Jake said.

Oliver took out his lunch. He had a huge bag. Miley and Jake watched him pulled out all the stuff he had. He had 2 sandwiches, big bag of chips, cookies, banana, and a apple.

Lilly opened her sandwich and threw out the turkey. She took out some little pixie sticks and put the sugar on the bread. Next, she put on Captain Crunch on it. Everyone else was looking at her. Then she bit the sandwich.

Jake sat next to Rico.

"What are you having?" Jake asked.

"Just your standard lunch." Rico told him.

Jake pulled something out.

"Milk?" Jake asked.

"Soup." Rico said.

Jake pulled out juice and then a sandwich.

"A PB and J with the crusts cut off. Well, this looks like a healthy lunch. Did your mom marry Mr. Rogers?" Jake said.

"No. She married my dad." Rico said.

"Here's my impression of Rico's family." Jake said getting up.

"Hey dad I'm home...Hello son, how was your dad?...Great dad...Rico, how would you like to go fishing?...Sounds great, but I have homework...that's alright, you can do it on the boat...yay!...honey, isn't our son swell?" Jake mimicked.

"All right, what's your parents like?" Oliver asked.

"This will be easy." Jake said.

"Horrible, God-Damn angry...You forgot ugly, lazy...Shut up woman!...Dad, what about...Fuck you!...no dad...Fuck you!" Jake said as he did a punch telling that his dad beats him.

"I don't believe you." Oliver said.

"You don't." Jake said walking over to Oliver.

Jake lifted his sleeve.

"Bout the size of a cigar. This is what happens when you spill paint in my house." Jake said.

Jake walked away.

"You shouldn't have said that." Miley told Oliver.

"Well, he lies about everything." Oliver said.