A/N Hi I wasnt sure where to take this one and so that is why I hadn't updated it in a bit. Plus vacation. But Im again inspired and looking forward to writing on this story. Hope everyone enjoys this chapter. Once again I do not own "The Breakfast Club" all characters you didnt see in the film belong to me. No money is being earned through the writing of this story...

The weekend was uneventful. I stayed in Saturday night and didnt go to Stubby's party. I could have and avoided the sounds of my parents yelling but I stayed in and decided that it wouldnt hurt to catch up on history. Mr. Steven's hinted that we would be having a test on the Teapot Dome Scandal. Sunday my mom took me shopping to spite my dad. The fight they had the night before was because of her credit card bill at Lord and Taylor so what does she decided to do? Buy me a new outfit and run it up higher. The outfit is great too bad I feel guilty everytime I look at it. Just a pawn in their on going battle. Knowing that made dating John Bender look even more appealing.

The first period was uneventful. I didnt see any of the others from detention. I was relieved. I was being honest with them on Saturday when Brian asked if we would still be friends today. I wish I wasn't because I liked them. I really did but I've worked hard to get where I am and I just don't know if I could do it. I was counting on being prom queen. I was pretty okay not seeing any one I was friends with until between homeroom and second period.

"Claire!" called AmyJo waving me over to her locker where she stood with a bunch of other girls from our clique. Plastering a smile on my face I joined them. I never realized how shallow they were. "Have you gotten asked to the prom yet?"

"I'm not sure if I'm going." I really wasn't my parents were trying to use the prom as a power play with each other. My dad wanted me to go and my mom wanted me to go but their ideas on how I should go, limo vs the beamer, and how much my dress should cost were the two big debates. Mom wanted me to wear her old dress and dad wanted to spare no expense and get me whatever dress I desired. I think it would reduce the conflict if I just decided to stay home or just hang out with my brother instead of dealing with the stress.

"But you have to go Claire," said Jenna.

"Yeah if you don't go it looks Marsha Chritsholm will be queen." Lori nodded her head in the direction of the cheerleader clique where Marhsa, a very pretty blonde was fixing her mile high bangs with a can of hairspray the size of a small fire extinguisher.

"Like that would suck so much." Declared AmyJo. "You just have to go Claire. Now who is worthy to go with you?" A few names were being discussed, one of which was Andy Clark. I wondered how he would deal with Allison. They had really hit it off on Saturday. Well I know that my makeover did help them along a bit but I think he liked what he saw, the true her, before it just as much. I just pushed them in the right direction.

"Speaking of Andy did you hear about English class," asked Jenna.

That brought my attention back to the conversation. "What happened in English class?" Before I got my answer the five minute bell rang. There wasn't time to find out but I'm sure I'd hear it before long. Good gossip doesnt go away just because the bell rings.

AmyJo and I dressed out and wandered into the gym. Rumor had it today was volley ball day. I hate volley ball. Not really its actually kind of fun but it always bruises my arms and breaks my nails. Looking around and realizing the coach wasn't there yet we sat on the floor near two other girls we knew and began stretching. Not that we really needed to but it was a reflex. Yeah we were teasing. I was never self conscious about little things like that until Saturday. I never even noticed that I was doing it.

"So what happened in English?" I asked AmyJo hoping she would know.

"Oh my god, Claire. I can't believe you didn't hear. So like what happened was that Andy Clark. God he's like sooo hot. Anyway he apparently likes that grody girl. The one that is kinda scary and quiet. She wears black all the time, draws and like never says anything."

"Allison?"

"Yeah that's her name. I mean you and Andy would be like the most awesome couple but Allison?" She gave a shrug. "Marsha apparently couldn't believe it. Jenna said that ..."

But I wasnt paying attention. I was thinking about how impressed I was with Andy. He did it, he stuck up for his friends. I tuned back into what AmyJo was saying. "You know Claire, Andy going with Allison is like if you were to turn around and go with...I don't know I can't think of anyone that bad. It's throwing the whole social system into... like a mess."

I couldnt help giggling. I liked AmyJo but she could be an airhead sometimes. "The word you're looking for is Chaos." That is when I noticed Bender. I sort of knew he was in my Phys ed class because his name was called during role but I dont think I had ever seen him actually in the gym unless it was to hide behind the bleachers and smoke. He didn't look much different from Saturday except the lights flashed off the diamond stud in his ear; my diamond stud in his ear. I gave him a small smile and he smiled back. If Andy could be seen with Allison could I be seen with John Bender?

"What are you looking at, Claire?" AmyJo adjusted how she was sitting so she could see who I was looking at. "What the hell." I said shrugged my shoulders and stood up. I couldn't believe I was about to do it.

"Oh-My-God!" I heard my possibly former friend say as I started to walk over to where Bender was. I wanted to reach him before he ducked behind the bleachers to smoke pot with his friends. Didn't want to look too eager though.

"Hi," was all I said putting the ball in his court.

"Slumming Princess?" he asked with a smirk. I almost just walked away but no, I wasn't going to let him get away with pushing me away. I made the effort. He didnt think I would. I didn't think I would. Yet here I am standing in front of him. Now Im babbeling to myself.

"Just wanted to say 'hi'. I noticed he had a bruise on the side of his face. I could only imagine where that came from. While my parents where home argueing about what amounted to having too much money. John was obviously getting his dad's fist for something just as petty.

"Well hi then," he answered. The look he was giving me was the same one he gave me in Vernon's closet. The look that gave me butterflies in my stomach. We just stood like that looking at each other wondering who would turn away first. Then the coach called and said it was time to play.

"I better get going," he said.

"Get going where?"

He looked over to the bleachers where one of his pothead friends popped their head out and called to him. "Hey Bender!"

John Bender isn't the PE kind and I sort of felt bad when the coach called and made a big deal about him actually attending. "Since John Bender has decided to grace us with his presence today he can be captain of the red team." If he hadn't been talking to me he could have had time to duck behind the bleachers. Oh well he could probably use a bit of class participation. I tugged on his sleeve and led him over to where the net was set up.

"Not my thing man." He didnt see the coach toss a red vest to him and it landed on his head making the rest of the class laugh. "What the fuck are you dorks laughing at?"

Some stopped laughing but others just kept going. Then John tossed the vest back. "I told you man, not my thing."

"Well it better become your thing Bender because if you fail this class you will be taking it with me again next year. No gym, no graduation."

"Come on John," I whispered to him. "It will be fun." He gave me a funny look and then put the vest on. That caused a few more snickers from the other team. He looked around and asked why he was on the girls team. In a way he was right when he said it looked like red stood for girls and blue for boys. There were just a few more girls than boys in our class and well, we are all cliquish even here. While he was still trying to figure out how to tie it on Josh Patterson served. The ball skimmed the top of the net and hit Bender in the back of the head. Automatically I gasped and put my hands over my mouth. I couldn't believe they would do that. Actually I didn't want to believe they would do that but he was on their turf and he didnt seem so tough when he tried to participate.

He approached the net and yelled, "Do you think that's funny?"

"No one will notice with the bruise you already have," replied Josh. At his point Bender was starting to lose his temper. Couldn't blame him he was trying and they were being assholes. He slipped under the net and stood nose to nose with Josh. It was more like chest to nose since Josh is a bit on the short side. Then the coach stepped in and threatened him with detention. Not Josh the guy who was causing the problem but John.

At first it looked like he would be coming back to play but then someone said he was an ass and he left. He walked out just like that with the coach yelling about detention behind him. Not like detention is much of a threat since he has at least eight weekends already with Vernon.

I looked at AmyJo who was just looking after him shaking her head and muttering about what a loser he was. What the hell did she know? She didn't know John Bender anymore than she knew Allison, or me for that matter. I don't know what got into me but I took off after him leaving my friends and classmates even more stunned.

It was cold outside and I was pretty sure he headed for the football field. I ran into the girls' locker room and got dressed. I opened the door and ran into someone with a big crash.