(A/N Sorry this chapter is short. I haven't really had time to write but thought I would put something out anyway. I'll up date this one and the other as soon as I can. Hope you all had a good weekend. Oh and once again I do not own the characters from the Breakfast Club and I am making no money off of this story.)

I couldn't believe John acted that way. What was his problem now? I just didn't get it. He seemed okay when I left him and Allison in the girls' restroom but a mere four hours later he is acting as if Saturday never happened. The thing is Brian seems to know what is going on but he is being pretty closed about it. I'm sure Bender threatened him with breaking his scientific calculator should he talk but it's pretty shitty that he won't tell me what is wrong with John. Brian after all was the one who made such a big deal over what would become of us after Saturday. Keeping secrets from your friends just isn't something that is done.

We had talked about meeting at my place. We have a pool house out back and it would be a nice place not to be disturbed. While I was sitting in the library yesterday with Brian I realized it could be kind of a Breakfast Club clubhouse. Maybe I was feeling overly optimistic that we would all want to meet and hang out, or maybe I was afraid to see how the other half lives, or maybe I didn't want to answer questions from my mother about my choice of friends. Anyway that was the idea then when Allison and John didn't want to because they decided acting weird was more fun, Brian remembered he had to get home it sort of fizzled out. Andy decided if they weren't coming then he wasn't coming either. Great. Why did I suddenly feel like I was the only one who was making an effort?

Since I had cancelled hanging out at the mall with AmyJo, Jenna, and the others to hang out with my new "friends" who then didn't want to hang out with me I really had no choice but to go home and do my homework. When did I ever do my homework directly after school? Last time might have been sixth grade when my dad found out I wasn't doing very well in math. It only happened one time though because I pouted and acted so disappointed not to be able to play with Jenna that he stopped forcing me to study.

"Claire," call my mother, "there is a boy on the phone for you."

"I'll take it." I wondered who it was. My friends all had my private number and those who didn't weren't people I would talk to. "Hello?"

"Claire? It's Brian."

Of all the people I didn't expect it to be him. I was hoping it was John. "Hi."

"Uh…I need your help. Andy said you would be the best person to ask."

"What do you need help with?" The line went silent. "Brian are you there?"

"Maybe this isn't a good idea."

"You are the one who called me. So talk." I didn't mean to be abrupt with him but I had for ten seconds, gotten my hopes up that it would be Bender. It was Brian and if nothing else maybe I could find out what was going on from him.

"I want a make over."

He wanted what? I wanted to laugh but I could hear the seriousness in his voice so I held it in the best I could. "A make over?"

"Yeah, I'm tired of my image. I'm tired of dressing how my mom wants me to dress. Heck even my little sister thinks I'm a dork. I asked Andy for help but he said that I should talk to you about it."

I wondered how I could make him over. It wouldn't be hard. He wasn't bad looking, okay a little skinny but I could see that he had potential. It would take some work but if I could help someone like Allison helping Brian wouldn't be that big of deal right? "Okay Brian I'll do it. What's your address and I'll swing by and we can go to the mall. It doesn't close 'til 9 and it's," I looked at the old fashions alarm clock on my dresser, "seven now. That gives us two hours to get started."

"I can't do it now. My mom doesn't like my leaving the house after six. She gets worried that Ill become involved in a gang or something."

I rolled my eyes. "If you want to change your image you need to change more than your clothes, Bri." Really it isn't enough to look the part he would need to act the part too. Its not just clothes that make you popular although they were a big part of convincing people, I mean take away my expensive clothes and make up and I'm just as vulnerable as Allison. The main difference is that I have the ability to look confidant even when I'm not.

"I know that but she is still pretty pissed about the whole elephant lamp thing and it's probably best if I don't set her off."

"Well how about tomorrow?"

"Tomorrow? After school I have uh.. cough Balletcough."

"Did you just say Ballet?" Okay now I had to laugh.

"Yes I said Ballet. Men do dance ballet you know. Look at Baryshnikov. It's as close to a sport as my mom lets me play. Okay." I couldn't help thinking how Bender would rip him to shreds if he knew that Brian took ballet. I tried to remember his reaction.

"I wanna be just like you. I figure all I need, is a lobotomy and some tights."

"You wear tights?"

"No, I don't wear tights. I wear the required uniform."

"Tights."

The boy did need some serious help. "Okay then how about during school?"

"You mean like skipping?" He asked in a loud whisper.

"I mean skipping. We can hop the Metra downtown and shop there. No point going to the mall here and getting caught. I'll meet you at the station at 8:30. Dress nice…not too nice but well enough to blend in with the commuters. Don't want someone to see us."

"What if we do get caught?"

"Then we spend Saturday in detention with Bender."

"You've got to be joking! I cant have detention again," he was starting to whine.

"Brian, if you want me to do this for you we can do it tomorrow. I'll call you in sick you call me in sick and off we go. No one will even connect us." God John Bender was rubbing off on me and he was right, being bad does feel good. Plus I was doing it for a good cause, helping Brian. I would have skipped if Jenna wanted a new pair of shoes or AmyJo wanted to get the new pink leather jacket she saw so why not skip for something important like a whole new image.

"Are you sure we can pull this off?"

Actually I wasn't but I wasn't going to tell him that. Remember confidence, part of the image? "Of course. Your parents don't think you would do anything else to get into trouble so they won't be expecting it and I know mine. My dad thinks that it was wrong that I got detention for something so stupid and my mother thinks I learned my lesson too so I don't see a problem.

"Okay then. See you at 8:30."

"Good. See you then, Bri and no flaking out." I really hoped he wouldn't. Luckily this morning he was there waiting for me when I arrived at the train station. He looked so nervous. He was over dressed, wearing a suit but he could pass as an intern or something so I wasn't too worried. When he saw me he looked relieved. "Thank god you are here."

"Why? Is something wrong?"

"No, I…do you know what I had to go through to get here? Do you? First I had to lie to my mom that I had a presentation today at school and that is why I was dressed like this. Then she insisted in driving me so I told her that I had to be at school early. I don't think anyone saw me there because I was the first one. I mean Carl's car wasn't even there that is how early. So once I saw my mom drive off I stayed put for a few minutes and then I got to the bus stop. I know I saw an old lady look out her window. You know the one with the dozen cats in her yard. What if she tells my mother?"

He was making a bigger deal out of skipping than it actually was. "Does your mother know her?"

"Know who?"

"The old lady with the cats. Brian you need to relax."

"No."

"Then why would she tell your mother you are not in school?" Even he had to admit I had a point. "Come on let's get our tickets," I said leading the way to the ticket counter. We each bought a round trip. Well I bought both. Brian looked like he was going to throw up on the ticket counter if he spoke. "Now did you remember to call me in sick?"

"I did it."

"Good." The train pulled into the station and we got on board. A nice man gave me his seat and Brian stood holding the handrail that ran along the ceiling. 10 stops and about 40 minutes later we got off at the Chicago St. and hiked over towards Michigan Avenue and Water Tower Place. When I was a child I loved coming down here. The women in their dressy clothes, all the store fronts shining, the history. Okay maybe its more like a folk tale but everytime we would come downtown when I was a child my father would tell me the story of how Mrs. O'Leary's cow kicked over a lantern which started the Great Chicago Fire and then point out the Water Tower.

"So where first?" Brian asked excitedly obviously relieved that we had gotten away with it so far.

Acutally I was rather giddy with knowing it went off so well too. Laughing I grabbed his and led the charge, "To the mall!"