A/N: So here's the third part of Wednesday! Hope you guys enjoy and remember to review! I love it when you guys review! (:

PS: I might start posting chapters every Friday if I have the chance but I also don't want to post them if no one is going to read them so I'd appreciate it if you guys gave your feedback!

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Chapter 12 - Wednesday Pt. 3

After Claire and I parted ways, I ran to my first period class. I was the last person to arrive just as the bell rang. People looked at me as a stranger as I walked in but once I sat in my seat without a word, people looked at me incredulously. I don't think they recognized me at first but once they saw where I sat, it clicked in their brain who I was. This routine continued for my next four classes.

Once I got out of 4th period, I headed towards the cafeteria. I was then greeted by Claire, Brian, and John at 'our' table. We began to talk about the most randomest things but it really didn't matter because I was happy. As people were passing by the table, they kept on doing double takes as to see who the 'new girl' was. What they didn't know is that the 'new girl' at the table was the same girl that they would've made fun of before her makeover (and most of them did).

I began to laugh at a joke that Brian just told when I turned and saw that Andrew was staring right at me. My smile instantly fell and my laugh subsided. I turned away and focused on what Claire was talking about but I was still looking at Andy through the corner of my eye. I noted that he didn't take his eyes off me even when 2 of the most popular girls in school sat next to him and began to flirt with him. After what seemed like a long time, I decided that the coast was clear so I turned to look at Andrew. That was a bad idea.

He saw that I was looking at him and stood up and started walking towards our table. I looked down at my nails as if they were the most fascinating thing I have ever seen to avoid his eyes (which I felt were still on me). I felt my awareness of him heighten as he got closer to the table. Once he finally reached our table, he greeted everyone and everyone (except me) acknowledged him back.

"Hey, Claire. Do you think I can sit here?" I looked at Claire with pleading eyes but she was already standing up and going to sit in between John and Brian.

Andrew took her place and had the audacity to scoot his chair closer to me. I scooted my chair away from him in response so that our thighs weren't touching anymore. I looked at Claire again so that she can save me from him, but she was to engrossed in John's conversation that I had no way of ignoring the person sitting next to me.

"Uhm, Allison. I just-"

"Why are you talking to me, sporto? I though you were to good for me. Now that I seem to fit in to your world, you want to talk to me? Well guess what? I don't want to have anything to do with you. So, I'd appreciate it if you left me alone and went back to your 'so called' friends."

"Fine, Allison. If that's what you want..." I looked at him and saw that he wanted to say more but he just stood up and left the cafeteria.

I turned to look at Claire who was now looking at me with wide eyes. She was about to talk when the bell rang signaling for us to start walking to our 5th periods. I said my goodbyes to John and Brian and they walked off. Claire came by my side and we began to walk off.

"Y'know, Allison. I think you should've let Andrew talk. I knew he had something very important to say to you."

"I know, but it's just that I can't let him think he can just walk up to me whenever he feels like it and pretend that I'm going to be waiting for him like a puppy."

"I agree with you but you also got to understand that he's going through a rough time with what happened last week in the locker room and what he's going through with his dad." And with those words, she walked off to her class.

The late bell rang and I saw a few people run to there classes while I continued to walk around. I decided I'd ditch 5th period because I was tired of people looking at me like a piece of meat. I went to the library and sat down in the same place Andy sat at on Saturday and got my notebook out and began to doodle on the pages. After a while, my mind began to wander off to Saturday and all the memories I had of that day.

Maybe Claire's right. Maybe I should've let him talk. Maybe he had something important to say. I'll go look for him during sixth period.

I began to think of what he was going to say to me when the bell that signaled that 5th period was over rang. I gathered my notebook and stuff and shoved them into my backpack. I walked out of the library and into the crowded hallway. At first I had no idea where to go look for him but then I remembered that he had athletics 6th period. I started to walk towards the boy's locker room when the late bell rang. I figured he was already in the locker room changing so I decided I'd wait for him outside. Some of the boys began to file out but went wide eyed as they saw me waiting. The began to gang up on me and I told them to fuck off. They continued to harass me until someone ordered them to stop.

"Hey, dickheads! Get your asses outta here before I go tell the coach what the fuck you guys are doing. Leave her alone." They all left at once and I was left face to face with Andrew.

"Thanks for that. I was about to have a freak out when you came and told them to screw off."

"Yeah, sorry about that. They're a bunch of shitheads... So, what are you doing here?"

"Uhm, I was just wondering what you wanted to talk to me about at lunch before I cut you off."

"Oh, yeah. About that-"

"ANDREW! Get your ass out to the field before I have you and the rest of the boys running until you puke! This isn't the time to chit chat with your goddamn girlfriend!"

"Oh shit! I gotta go, Allison! Do you think we can meet up later at the park? Around 6?"

"Yeah, sure. I guess."

"Alright then. See you later!" He ran off and out of my sight.

I just stood there thinking about us meeting at the park before walking out of school and going home. During my walk home, I pictured different scenarios of what would happen during our meetup. I wasn't sure whether I should be excited or nervous about it.