Title: The World through the Eyes of a Basket Case
Author: TWBasketcase
Summary: Monday is here, what's in store for Allison and the rest of the Breakfast Club?
Warning: This chapter can probably be rated 16+ for swearing and violence.
Disclaimer: I do not own any of the characters from the movie, The Breakfast Club, just using them for some entertainment and fun
A/N: I live in Canada, so I'm not too sure how the school system works in the States…where I come from there's only four periods a day, everyday, and two semesters. I've read other stories where there are like eight periods, since I'm not too sure how that works I'm just going to have their school day go how ours goes here…just so there's no confusion. Once again, thanks for the reviews and feel free to leave one once you are done reading! Cheers!
Chapter 7 – Monday Brings Chaos
I stood in front of my bathroom mirror Monday morning taking in my appearance. I picked out my olive green tank top with 'Blondie' written across the chest, and a pair of tight, somewhat faded, blue jeans. Jeans were a kinda new thing for me; I didn't really like wearing them often, but I didn't mind these ones. I tied my recently brushed hair as best I could back into a ponytail, and put two silver studs in each ear. My lips were touched with a thin layer of clear, cherry flavored lip gloss, while I kept the black stuff off of my eyes and stuck to some neutral colors. I exited the bathroom and went into my father's bedroom across the hall. The room was pretty bare, not much to it, but my mother's things were still lying around. I opened the closet and looked through her sweaters, my first instinct was to go for the black, but then I decided against it. I looked through the enormous amount of clothing and came out with a navy blue zip up. I threw the sweater on and before I left the room I went into my father's money jar and grabbed five one dollar bills and a few quarters. Turning off the light, I quietly closed the door behind me.
I walked down the hallway and into the kitchen, my father was no where to be seen. Must have left early for work. I picked up my bag from the floor and continued to the foyer. I put on my Taylor's and grabbed my coat. I took my keys from my bag and shut the door behind me. Taking the three flights of stairs down to the main level I was met by Bender, "Hey, you showed…" I said.
"Yes I am a man of my word." He replied.
I chuckled to myself and we made our way to the bus stop about four doors down. It was a matter of minutes until the bus arrived and I deposited our fare. We made our way to the back and sat in companionable silence for most of the ride, with a bit of small talk here and there. When we finally reached our stop we both simultaneously took a deep breathe and made our way off of the bus. "Well here goes nothing," Bender said a little sarcastically.
I glanced over to him and nodded in agreement, this was the start to our moment of truth. We made our way to the front doors and looked around, I couldn't see anyone yet. We continued into the school, "Wanna hit my locker first, since it's closest?" Bender asked. "Might as well," I replied. Walking down the hall I took in my surroundings; it was so strange that we were feeling so anxious, when the rest of the school seemed to have no idea what was going on. I wanted to scream at them as they all went along in their normal cliques, completely ignorant as the world went about around them. We stopped at John's locker, with none other than Brian Johnson waiting for us.
"Hey guys," He said nervously, "did you two arrive together?" he said with an uneasy smile.
"Hey there brainiac…no need to be nervous, I'm not gonna bite you!" Bender replied with a laugh.
"Hi Brian," I said quietly, "we took the bus together…we live close."
"Well that's great! I'm glad you two are gonna keep your word, I was really scared you would ignore me!" Brian stated rather enthusiastically. Bender and I glanced at each other and started to laugh, we just couldn't help it; John patted Brian on the back. "Let's head to the lady's locker shall we? No need to make her carry all her shit around while you stand here and ramble on!"
Brian swallowed and nodded and I couldn't help but to chuckle at his antics once again. We made our way around the corner and reached my locker. I quickly opened it up and threw my coat inside and closed it again. I unzipped my sweater and we began to wander around the halls until the bell for class rang. Brian and John were in the middle of bickering when I noticed Claire a couple of feet away. I stopped and grabbed John's sleeve, "What!" he hollered, a little louder than I think he intended to. The entire group of girls including Claire turned around and stared at him. Brian and I laughed out loud at him and he reddened a little. "Hey there princess!" he hollered in a friendly way. We all turned to Claire and waited for her response.
"Hey John! Allison, Brian!" She called. A few of her friends started to snicker, and I glanced at John. His eyes were plastered to her with longing and affection; he also had a bit of a smirk on his face. I smiled and turned back to Claire and waved.
"Why the hell are you talking to that clan of mutants?" A tall blonde girl asked.
"I'm talking to those "mutants" because they helped me realize something about myself I never really wanted to know before. Now mind your own business about it." Claire snapped back. She turned her back on her friends and walked off in the direction of her home room class. A huge smile formed on my face as I turned to my other two friends. Brian stood there with his jaw hung open, while John stood there in half shock, half amusement, "Well that went a hell of a lot better than I thought it was going to," he said. He made his way over to Claire's friends with me and Brian not that far behind, "You got told, bitch!" Was all he said to the blonde and kept on walking, I couldn't help but laugh out loud at his comment as the bell for homeroom rang.
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Art went by extremely fast today, thank god, I looked up to the clock and saw that there was only about four minutes left of class. I went to the sinks and cleaned out my brushes and placed them back in their case. I gathered my things and left class early, my teacher never notices. I made my way down the hall when the sound of a voice startled me.
"Who the hell do you think you are laughing at me, you little freak bitch?" I turned around and noticed the blonde girl from before standing with one of her friends.
"Ashley don't start," the other girl warned.
"No I want to talk to Miss 'little black death' over there and figure out who the hell she thinks she is treating someone like me that way? You don't even compare to me, basket case!" She shrieked.
"Yeah and why don't I compare to you, huh?" I asked her loudly, surprising myself as I stormed over to her.
"Look at you! You dress bad, you smell bad, you're poor, you're ugly, and you have no friends! You are a loser, why don't you get back to your shrink where your crazy ass belongs!" She yelled.
"See that's where you're wrong ditz! I dress the way I wanna dress, I don't dress to impress anyone. You only think I smell bad because I don't bathe myself in cheap smelling perfume, like yourself. You call me ugly because you are jealous, and guess what bitch! I have five of the best friends in the world and I don't need anything else. So why don't you step back and get your stupid ass back to a street corner where you belong, whore!"
Oh my god I can't believe I actually just said that. She stalks closer to me and balls her hands into fists. Let her hit me! I'm not letting these bimbos run all over me anymore, if she wants a fight she's gonna get one because I'm pissed beyond all recognition right now! Suddenly out of no where she lifts her arm back as the bell rings, as if on cue, all the students begin piling out their classes. I turn to look at them for a quick second when her fist connects with the side of my cheek and my eye; it sends my head back but doesn't knock me over.
I turn my head back to her and just lunge at her. I grab her hair and start grinding her head into the floor as she scratches at my neck. I lift my arm back and get a good right hand into her gorgeous little mouth before someone pulls me back. I take one last kick as I am dragged away and it connects with her chin. I'm spun around and I come face to face with Claire and John. "Way to go Al!" John yells laughing loudly. "Oh my gosh," Claire says with a small smile.
"Ms. Reynolds, Ms. Young, my office now!" I hear the voice of Vernon; just wonderful!
"Looks like…someone will be…joining me this Saturday!" Bender said between laughing fits.
"Mr. Bender get your ass to class, NOW!" Vernon yelled.
"Hey Allison, meet us in front of the cafeteria at lunch, okay?" Claire called. I nodded and walked towards the office.
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I stand in front of the mirror in the girl's bathroom looking at the rather large bruise developing around my eye. Thankfully I didn't get the detention on Saturday, he gave that to Ashley; I walked off with an essay, and a lecture about writing essays when told too. I have to have it to him by Friday, about why I should not fight in the middle of the school hallway. I really don't care about the consequences because I put that bitch's money where her mouth was. I smiled to myself, no need to cover up the bruise, maybe it will keep the other bimbos from opening their mouths as well; at least my face doesn't look anything like Ashley's does. I looked back at the clock above the sinks and realized second period is over in fifteen minutes. I gathered my bag and made my way to the cafeteria. I took a seat on the floor and waited patiently for the others.
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The lunch bell rang and the first person I met up with was Brian. He looked at me and started to laugh.
"Well I guess word going around is true after all! Did you really beat the shit out of Ashley Young?" he asked playfully.
"She got what was coming to her!" I laughed with him.
"I believe you!" He replied.
After a few minutes Claire joined us, and shortly after Bender did as well. "Oh my god Allison," Claire shrieked, "that was so amazing what you did earlier! I'm so proud of you for standing up to her!"
"Yeah way to go Muhammad Ali!" Bender joined in.
"That's enough guys, it was nothing okay! I didn't even get a detention, Vernon gave it to her," I stated.
"Dammit!" Bender said glumly.
"Sorry you're on your own buddy," I said patting his back, "you'll have miss goodie-two-shoes with you though!" I laughed.
We entered the cafeteria and made our way up to the lunch line. Suddenly a tall senior in a letterman's jacket began walking towards us; Brian was in the lead and didn't notice him. The guy plowed right into Brian, knocking him to the floor. I bent down to help him up, when Bender took the jock's food tray and knocked it all over his chest. The jock's friends all came behind him; there must have been six of them. Brian got to his feet and we all took off running after Bender to get away from the pummeling he was surely about to get. We got to the back parking lot and smoking section and collapsed to the ground laughing.
"John you are such an ass!" Claire howled amidst the laughter, "You and Brian could have been killed in there!"
The thought made us laugh harder.
A few moments later the three of them were passing around a joint, courtesy of Bender, and I just sat back and enjoyed the conversation and the company. Well one thing is for sure is that so far Monday has been total chaos, the good part about it though is that the chaos wasn't directed at us, but started by us. Only one thing was missing today…where the hell is that cute guy I've been waiting to see?
To Be Continued.