Title: The World through the Eyes of a Basket Case

Author: TWBasketcase

Summary: As Monday rolls on what else do the brats from TBC have in store for us?

Rating Warning: This chapter rated 16+ for swearing and violence.

Disclaimer: I do not own the movie or the characters of TBC

Chapter 8 – Make My Day

Lunch came and went, as did third period. I'm about ready to rip out all of my hair in frustration as my law teacher continues to babble into oblivion; at least Brian is in this class, but he is totally into this, and paying direct attention to Mr. Sullivan. I stare up at the clock as the minutes keep ticking by…half an hour left. I turn to look at Brian as the teacher lets us know that the lesson is over and we are free to work on our homework, "Pretty boring, huh?" I ask him.

"It was okay I guess…I don't mind this class," he replied looking up from his notebook, "how are you getting home today?"

"I am going to walk with John," I answered.

"You mind if I join you?" He asked.

"Sure," I replied, "Where do you live?"

"On Queen Street," he replied, "Is that close to you?"

"No, but we go past it…it's on the way," I responded.

"Okay, great!" He said, "I'll meet you at John's locker then."

"Sure," was my reply. I turned back to my desk as Brian hovered over his book once again. I wonder where Andrew is today; it's starting to bother me that I haven't seen him. He was what I was looking most forward to today. I frowned and started doodling in my notebook; I can't wait for this class to finish already!

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I made my way towards John's locker; the end of the day has come upon us. I was pretty bummed out; I waited all day to come face to face with Andrew and I did not see him once. He was the one thing I was looking most forward to today. I was about ten feet away when I seen Claire stop in front of John's locker to give him a long kiss good bye before she skipped off to catch her ride. I couldn't say I wasn't envious of them, they got what they wanted. Grr! I hate feeling this way! I look up and notice that John's watching me, he smiles. I frown back and walk sulkily over to him.

"Claire told me she seen Andy today in fourth period," he told me, still smiling.

"That's nice," I said, pretending I didn't care that much, when really inside I was screaming.

He looked at me and smirked, "Nice try, grouchy," he teased, "admit it, your love sick and it's making you miserable!" He said bursting out laughing at me. I smacked him in the arm and mumbled a shut up to him.

After a few moments of silence he spoke up, "Let's go."

"We have to wait for Brian," I said quickly, looking at all the faces passing me by.

"Why?" He asked.

"…because John, he wants someone to walk home with and I told him we'd walk him home," I mumbled.

A few moments later Brian was here and I still hadn't seen Andy. "Dammit," I cursed silently to myself. We made our way to the back doors so we could cut through the football field. When we got outside, I breathed in the warming weather of late March; it definitely smelled like spring time. I looked towards the field and noticed the football equipment was set up, "goodie, looks like spring training is starting," I said mockingly.

John smirked towards the field and Brian just shrugged. I looked over to them, they both seemed pretty happy. I really hate it when people are overly happy around me when I'm extremely miserable; it makes me want to hit them because they annoy me so easily. "So you guys ready to go?" I asked them.

"Yeah, just let me tie my shoe," Brian replied throwing his bag on the ground and bending over, I sort of zoned out until I saw Bender being thrown down onto the ground in front of me. I spun around quickly seeing four of the jocks from lunchtime, standing with Ashley Young and her little friend.

"I didn't appreciate the food on my shirt today Bender!" The leader yelled at him.

"Suck my dick!" Bender screamed in response. In no time two of them jumped on top of him and began kicking the snot out of him, while a third guy grabbed Brian, who looked like he was going to piss himself.

"Fuck off! Get off of him!" I screamed until the fourth guy spun me around, and pushed me into the brick wall of the school.

"I just wanted my girlfriend here to get a cheap shot off the bitch who busted her lip," the jock said holding me still.

"Get your fucking hands off of me you cocky little shit!" I hissed at him, following it up with a big loogie to the side of his face. "You little slut!" He screamed at me, "Ashley get over here!"

I watched in horror as he moved behind me and held my arms back. Ashley's hand came at me full force in the jaw, then again three more times in the gut. The two girls walked off laughing as the jock dropped me to the ground. I caught my breathe and looked to my right, Brian was cradling his wrist and crying softly, while Bender was still getting it fed to him pretty bad. I got up slowly and tapped one guy on the shoulder, he turned around, and with all the strength I had left kicked him square in the balls, "Keep your damn hands off of him!" I hissed in is face.

"Bad idea, bitch," the same guy who was holding before said, ripping my coat off. He grabbed me by my fore arm and roughly pushed me into the wall once again. He pinned my arms up and came disgustingly close to my face, "You have a dirty mouth there girlie…" he looked right into my eyes and licked the side of my lips. He brought one hand down to my chest and placed it on my breast. Oh god, what the hell is this guy gonna do to me…I cried trying so hard to fight against the muscle head. Suddenly the perv was spun around and punched in the face, "You keep your filthy hands off of her you little prick!" Someone screamed viciously as I fell down to the ground clutching my aching mid-section. I watched as the others were chased off through blurry vision as my eyes began to fill with tears.

"Fuck man, it's about time," I heard Bender say through clenched teeth. He was trying to keep blood from dripping onto his shirt from his nose with a gloved hand, "Dammit I think my nose is broken!" He grumbled.

I shut my eyes tight trying to breathe evenly, but the shots to my gut made that a little hard to do so. Ashley may be a petite girl, but anyone can knock the wind out of somebody with a cheap shot. My head began to spin and suddenly I began to feel ill thinking about what that mother fucker started to do.

"Hey Ally, are you okay?" I heard a soft voice when I opened my eyes I was met with the most beautiful set of blue eyes I had ever looked into. My head was still spinning, but I knew I felt my heart beat pick up pace once again.

"It fucking hurts…" I mumbled, knowing my tears were now fully streaming down my cheeks. He raised his hand to my face and began wiping my tears away.

"I swear to God, I see that little cocksucker anywhere near you again, I will rip all his limbs off!" He yelled.

I looked up to the source of the voice and finally realized who it was…Andrew. My tears started again as I lunged on him, needing him to hold me.

"Hey, hey, its okay Ally," he soothed, "I'm not gonna let that prick touch you again."

I shuddered, "He had his hands all over me," I stammered. I pulled my face up from his shoulder and looked at him in the eye; I see that same caring glazed over look from Saturday except this time it was mixed with anger and fear. I turned to look at Brian who was still softly weeping. I broke free from Andrew and stumbled over to Brian's side, "Are you okay, buddy?" I asked him.

"I think it's broken," he whimpered.

"You got a car, Andy?" I asked pleadingly.

"Yeah of course let's get to the hospital…" he started.

"I helped Brian up and then instinctively put my arms back around my abdomen. Bender climbed to his feet shakily, "John, do you need to go?" I asked him.

"I'll go for the ride, but I'm not gonna get checked out…it's just a couple of cracked ribs and a broken nose…nothing that can't heal itself. I can't pay for hospital fees anyways," he replied.

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We loaded Brian into the back of the station wagon, and then got ourselves into the car. Andy drove silently, and just about as fast as he could, might I add. It's too bad I had to finally see him looking like this. Black eyes, and split lips, I must be one gorgeous sight! Ha!

I stare out the window, wincing every time we hit a bump in the road. My stomach was still turning, and I was still feeling the adrenaline rush from the fear. I can't believe we didn't see that ambush coming; they always do after we pull the kind of shit we pulled today. I was so busy sulking that I had let my guard down, and I was disappointed in myself for it; freaks and geeks like us can never let their guard down, especially in a place that is crawling with popular kids who would do anything to hurt or humiliate us. Dammit! I shut my eyes tightly, cursing myself every few moments.

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We pull up in front of the emergency room and park just outside the doors. Andrew quickly gets out of the vehicle and opens Bender's door, signaling for him to get out. He then runs around to the other side of the car and opens Brian's door and assists him in getting out of the car.

"Take him in, Bender, I will be right there…I gotta go park the car." Bender nodded without argument, and slipped his arm around Brian's waist and helped him into the building.

Andrew slid back into his seat, I could tell he was looking at me, but I didn't have the energy to open my eyes at the moment. He put the car into drive and quickly pulled into a parking spot about three rows away from the front entrance. He turned in his seat and grabbed my hand.

"I'm so sorry," he said softly.

I turned my head towards him slowly and carefully opened my good eye (the other one was swollen almost completely shut), "What are you sorry for? You got us outta there, you cared…you kept your word…you…"

"Shhh," he cut me off, "I'm sorry because I feel guilty; I actually associated with those people before today and I feel bad about it. No matter what the circumstances are, I would never sit back and let somebody hurt you!" He said sincerely. He leaned over and tucked back a stray piece of hair that was over my face. He softly caressed my good cheek with his fingers and looked me in the eye, "Of course I care…I told you Saturday that I did, and I still do now, nothing changed." I smiled as best and widely as I could, feeling very lucky all of a sudden. "God I've been waiting to see that smile," he whispered as he leaned in and pressed those wonderful lips against mine. After a few minutes of soft kissing and caressing we pulled apart and got ourselves ready to go into the hospital. He came to my side of the car and helped me out. He held my hand in his and led me towards the building. I never should have doubted him…I should have known he would be right there waiting for me today…and thank god that he was, he definitely made my day.

To Be Continued.