Hey guys, so like my other story, I forgot to mention that I DO NOT own The Breakfast Club...Sad, I know, I only own my OC, Braelynn:D

Enjoy this chapter:D

(Btw, sorry I didn't update in forever, I was kinda busy, not with school since I dropped out, but with other stuff, not that you guys care about my personal life so yeah, I'll shut up xD I'm baaaack and I hope you like that chapter)/p

At some point, my tape was over and the sound of arguing was back in my ears. I admit, I find my brother and his little comments fun, I try to join in as much as possible, but he doesn't know when to stop and that's annoying as hell.
So when I suddenly hear the two popular kids yell at John to stop bothering them, I wasn't surprised.
But I'm still me, so I couldn't resist helping my brother out, 'cause I'm a good sister.

"It's not because my brother is getting on your nerves that you have to attack everybody with your annoying voices, guys. Nobody deserves to get their eardrums killed by your shrieking." I told them with my bitchiest smile.

I know, I exaggerated, but it's kind of fun to annoy them. I know, I'm hard to follow, I'm a complicated girl, but I like my weird personality!
John was about to get up, but I grabbed his arm to stop him.

"You have two detentions, right?"
"No, B, you have two, I have one. Thanks to you, I'll have to get in trouble one more time."

I scoffed at his answer.

"Please, like you need me to get in trouble."

He only gave me a sarcastic smile before freeing his arm and walking over to the railing, sitting on it.

"What do you say we close that door. We can't have any kind of party with Vernon checking us out every few seconds." he told to the other people in the room.

I shared a look with Johnson and he decided to speak up.

"Well, you know... the door's supposed to stay open."
"So what?"
"So, we're not here to have any kind of party, dear brother." I retorted, backing up Brian.
"Says who?"

He really doesn't know when to shut up.
I was about to reply, but Andrew spoke up before I have the chance.

"Why don't you just shut up? There's four other people in this room, you know."
"Hum, hello? Five people." I corrected, raising my hand halfway up in the air.

The jock turned to me with an annoyed expression before turning back to my brother.

"Four and a half other people, Bender junior is half with you, half with us, so yeah."

I guess it's better than nothing.

"God, you can count. See, I knew you had to be smart to be a... a wrestler. " my brother exclaimed.

Here we go.
I shared a look with my crush and we both had a small smile playing on our lips. He wasn't talking that much, which was kinda sad, but at least he wasn't completely silent like Allison.

"Who the hell are you to judge anybody anyway?" spat Andrew.
"Really..." added the princess.
"Was that comment really necessary? C'mon guys, we can get along for one day!" I said, trying to calm them down a bit.
"I think... I think she's right, guys...let's all calm down." Johnson backed me up.
"And I think that you, the Benders siblings, don't even count..." started sporto.
"You counted me like... a minute ago." I retorted.
"Half! Because maybe you're a bit better than your brother, but just like him, it wouldn't make a difference if you disappeared forever. You may not even exist at this school." continued the jock.

Okay, I didn't think that he was thinking like that. I know that our school is full of stereotypes and shit like that, but I never thought it was as bad as that.
I'm not the best person in the school, but I'm not the worst either. Like my brother. But unlike him, I can't hide my emotions really well. And earing Andrew Clark say this, it hurt me more than it should. He don't get to decide who matters or not, I know that, but it still hurts. Just knowing that someone hates you so bad that they don't care if you die. I don't even know what John and I did to him, maybe it's just because we're not into wrestling or because we're not popular at school, I don't know, but it hurts.
I may sound like a whinny little girl or some shit like that, but I don't care, I'm just close to my emotions sometimes.
I was so busy thinking about all of this that I didn't even notice I was crying until I heard my brother speak up.

"You say stuff like that to my sister again and you're dead, understand?"

While he was talking, he walked closer to Andrew and by the end of his sentence, his face was inches from Andrew's with a dark look on it.

"And I think I'll just run right out and join the wrestling team." he finished, going back to his spot on the rail, his voice still tensed.

The two popular kids laughed, so my brother went on.

"Maybe the prep club too... the student council."
"No, they wouldn't take you." the jock said back.
"I thought they let everybody join their stupid club." I said, my voice cracking a bit because of the crying.
"Nah, not the burners like you two." Claire said with a fake smile on her face.

I gave a small nod with a tight smile before leaving everybody. I went up the stairs and in the teen fiction section.
Then, I cried. Again. And since everybody was arguing downstairs, I didn't hold myself back.

Okay, so I really wanted to create a different OC and I realised that I didn't have to always create really strong girls, I mean, we all break sometimes and yeah, I kinda like that chapter hahaha /p