CH. 18

A/N: Well folks, here we are. The finale, the big one, and the end. This is a bittersweet end. I do not want to take up too much of the story. As always, I do not/ have not/ probably never will own the rights to The Breakfast Club or any of its characters and themes. Now, for the last time, Enter the Child Star.

Brian had thrown on a record and everyone danced for what felt like hours. Pretty soon, John was crawling back through the heating ducts in order to not get caught by Vernon. Meanwhile, Allison, Andrew, Brian, Claire, and Tatiana are sitting on the library's opening railing talking amongst themselves. "Brian." Claire starts. "Yeah?" Claire asks. "Did you write your paper yet?" Claire asks. "Yeah why?" Brian questioned. "Well it wouldn't be fair for all of us to write our papers." Claire shrugs. "So, you want me to do it?" Brian chuckles. Claire nods.

Brian goes to work on the paper and Andrew disappears to god knows where. It just leaves the girls. Claire is eyeing Allison. "What?" Alli snaps. "Come on. You too, Tatiana. Grab scissors and our makeup bags" Claire grabs their wrists and drags them to the back of the library. "Uh what are we doing?" Tatiana wonders. "We are giving Allison a makeover!" Claire exclaims. "What? Why?" Allison asks. "Cause you like Andrew. He will like this." Claire explains as she is wiping Alli's face. "I got her nails and clothes!" Tatiana explains. Claire is hastily applying makeup to Alli's face.

When she is finished Tatiana looks up at her. "Why are you here?" Tatiana asks. "What do you mean? I'm helping Allison" Claire rolls her eyes. "I can finish up with Alli. Go help Brian. I don't he would oppose your help." Tatiana assured. "I want to stay." Claire sighs. "Do you? I think you are just lying to yourself. That boy has a crush on you. Go help him." Tatiana begs. "I don't know. What would my friends say?" Claire sighs. "Claire we just went through all this. Go make yourself happy. Fuck them." Tatiana sighs grabbing the hairbrush from Claire.

Claire looks to be in thought. Finally, she comes to. "Okay." Claire smiles small before running off. "Well hallelujah. Now, back to you." Tatiana's attention focuses on Alli. "Can I call you, Ta?" Alli asks. "Ta? I like that. It sounds cool. Can I call you, Alli?" Tatiana asks. "You have been calling me Alli all day. Why are you two being so nice to me?" Alli asks. "Maybe because you are actually letting us be." Tatiana shrugs while she does Alli's nails. "I don't know about this." Alli grows nervous. "You will be fine. Now, I am going to cut your top and skirt. What's your size?" Tatiana asks.

"Six." Allison replied. "So am I. Here put on my jacket." Tatiana demands as she cuts away Alli's white tank top. Tatiana finally finishes. "Go get him. I'll see you Monday." Tatiana waves off. She sneaks off into the closet where John is being held. "You lost?" John asked. "No. I'm right where I need to be." Tatiana shook her head and filled the gap between them. John and Tatiana share a long and passionate kiss. Tatiana pulls away, catching her breath. "Are we doing this?" John checks in. "Can we? Please John. I cannot do this casual thing anymore. I am in love with you." Tatiana admits.

"I love you too, Doll face." John admits much to Tatiana's joy. "Let's get out of here." Tatiana waves him out. The six of them walk down the hallway where they are met by Carl. "See you next Saturday." John waves. When they walk outside, Claire and Brian go to his dad's car. They kiss and Brian leaves. Meanwhile, Andy and Allison are standing by Andy's dad's car. "Well what do you think?" Tatiana asks as they walk away. "Not bad." John shrugs. Brian and Claire finished their letter. They would let Tatiana read it the following Monday.

Dear Mr. Vernon, we accept the fact that we had to sacrifice a Saturday in detention for whatever we did wrong. But we think you're crazy for making us write and essay telling you who we think we are. You see us as you want to see us. In simplest terms, in the most convenient definition. But what we found put is that each one of us is a brain, an athlete, a basket case, an actress, a princess, and a criminal. Does that answer your question?

Sincerely yours,

The Breakfast Club.

John is walking with Tatiana across the football field. He throws his arm around her and pumps his fist into the air.

THE END

A/N: And were done. So, hi I am Bambi and I am the writer of this fic. Just a little bit of background for you all, I first saw the Breakfast Club when I was fourteen. I have always wanted to write a fanfic for it, I just did not know what direction to take the fic in. Earlier this year I finally came up with the idea of a sullied child star. Then, everything just fell perfectly into place. I have had so much fun writing all these amazing and complex characters. I fell in love so hard with Tatiana and EastBend as a whole. Thank you all so much for reading, following, reviewing, liking, and being welcoming towards me. The community, though small, has many talented writers and I am honored to be apart of this fandom. I am not sure if I will do a continuation. Just because there is so many Monday after fics. However, I am open to looking into it. So, if you would like that just tell me. Thank you all so much. This experience has been wonderful, and I will love Tatiana and our little club forever. So, until we meet again. Thank you, I love you, I support you, and I appreciate you. Bambi.