Title: The World through the Eyes of a Basket Case
Author: TWBasketcase
Disclaimer: I do not own The Breakfast Club…however I would love to own a John and an Andy of my own ;)
A/N: I just completed a St. Elmo's Fire fic…its in my profile if you wanna read it; if ya love the Brat Packers then go on over and check out that fic. (Sorry for the plug lol!) Anyways, onto the good stuff…Lots o' action in this chapter.

Chapter 18 – The Eye of the Hurricane

"So Allison, I'm afraid that you are now showing symptoms of a border line personality. I am awfully worried about it."

I turned my head so that I was staring at Mr. Hashimoto with the corners of my eyes. I gave him a devilish smile and tossed a picture at him that I just finished drawing. It was of an over sized monarch butterfly with gorgeous wings…breathing fire as it torches the school and people are fleeing. I noticed his eye brows go from raised, to furrowed and then rose again as he widened his eyes. I seriously love messing with this man's head.

He set his glasses down and pinched the bridge of his nose, "Why the violence, Allison? Is there something angering you?"

I decided to change my approach – for his sake and my entertainment of course, "You and your cronies! I am your project aren't I? Well let me tell you something, Mister! I will not fall for your brain washing techniques! Do you here me, savage?" It may sound like craziness but if my teachers are going to force me to come down to this man's office then I may as well have some fun with him, right?

"Allison, once again, we are not here to brainwash you…we are only trying to help!" He swung his hand in an attempt at emphasis.

I narrowed my eyes, "Under whose permission, huh? I don't need your help, or anyone else's for that matter!"

He sighed, "its school policy that if we think that a student needs someone to talk to that they come to talk to me. You have showed me some signs of being a troubled child."

I smiled sweetly and batted my eyelashes, "Troubled…what does that mean?"

He widened his eyes and began clenching and unclenching his hands involuntarily, "Excuse me?"

"Well I'm just a child," I replied, mimicking his voice, "I do not know big words, sir."

His jaw hung open for a few seconds, "Troubled is a big word?"

I changed my expression from sweet to angry, "Are you calling me stupid? Of course I know what troubled means!" I yelled in his face pointing my finger.

I think I made him mad, "I never said you were stupid," he said through clenched teeth.

I batted my lashes and pouted my lip, "I never said that…don't yell at me, I don't want any trouble."

His face turned bright red, "I am not yelling!"

I snarled my lip, "You yell at me again and I will charge you with harassment!"

"YOU ARE A BASKET CASE! THERE IS NO HOPE FOR YOU!" I widened my eyes at him and smiled wildly. He let out an irritated sigh, "Get out, we are done for today."

I smiled happily, "Thanks Mr. Hashimoto, I really enjoyed your 'help'. Until next time my friend!"

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I smirked happily as I left the office and I made my way to my locker. Another second period wasted because my teacher thinks I am a nut case. Today was funny though; I really got under his skin this time. I don't think I have ever seen an uglier shade of red on a human's face; I don't think he should go for that look.

"Allison!" I heard a male voice call from behind me. I smiled the moment I heard it and stopped in my tracks. I heard the foot steps running to catch up with me and soon after felt a hand on the small of my back. I spun around to face him and gave him a toothy grin.

"Hey you!"

"What are you doin' out of class?" Andy asked.

I laughed, "harassing Mr. Hashimoto again, and you?'

He smirked, ignoring the second part of my statement, "Are they still sending you there?"

I nodded, "Yeah, it was fun today though."

He narrowed his blue eyes playfully, "What did you do?"

"Oh I made his face turn darker than a beet and then he called me a basket case and said that there is no hope for me!" I giggled like a maniac.

He raised his eyebrows and frowned, "You weren't accusing him of brainwashing you again, were you?"

I pursed my lips together and winked, "You know it!"

He let out a sigh, "You don't care that he said that to you?"

I pretended to be in deep thought, "No, not really. It's entertaining actually."

He shook his head and laughed, "You really are something else." I stopped at my locker and unlocked it, "Yeah but you love that about me don't you?" I threw my books in and proceeded to close it again.

He mimicked my earlier actions and pretended to be in deep thought, "I guess so." I shoved him playfully as we continued to walk down the hall towards the languages hall. The lunch bell rang and we waited patiently outside of a Latin class. In twos and threes the students filed out until the familiar face of Brian came into view.

"Hey Bry!" Andy called waving him over.

He gave us a wave, "What's up guys?"

I gave him a smirk, "Coming to pick your dumb ass up for lunch that's what, now let's go."

"Sure, we just have to get Michelle from her locker," he said matter-of-factly.

Andy and I gave simultaneous smirks and hooked arms. Brian was head over heels ga-ga for this girl already and they haven't even had there first date yet – which was tomorrow night.

The three of us headed off in the direction of Michelle's locker in companionable silence; well Andy and I walked in silence as Brian went over everything that happened in the first half of his day. Brian being Brian could never kick his rambling habit.

After a few short moments the tall brunette came into view chatting with a few girls from her grade. We approached slowly – Brian ever so slow – not knowing how her friends would react. She turned when she saw us and gave a bright smile and light wave. Her friends looked a little uncomfortable, but on the up side they weren't acting anything like Ashley.

"Hey guys!" Michelle piped cheerily. She pulled Brian into a small, friendly hug and turned back to her friends.

"Lisa, Tanya, this is Allison, Andy whom I'm sure you know, and Brian. Brian is my date for the prom," she exclaimed proudly. The girls nodded their heads with wide eyes and smiled. I gave my best smile whilst feeling nervous and looked at Andy; he was staring off into space not paying attention to anyone. He was probably getting impatient because he was hungry.

"So you're Allison?" The red-head, Tanya, spoke up.

I glanced at Michelle nervously before answering, "Yeah, I am…why?"

She shifted her weight to the other foot, "Just heard about you from Ashley is all."

"Oh," I gazed at the floor and looked back to them with a frown.

"Oh, don't get upset…we know what she is like. Actually I kinda wanna congratulate you for kicking the snot out of her."

I widened my eyes at the comment, "Um…thanks?"

They laughed it off and told Michelle that they would see her later, Michelle on the other hand turned to me and patted my arm "You better get used to it!" We headed down the hallway towards the cafeteria.

"Get used to it?" I asked with raised eye brows, "I'm not too proud of myself for resorting to violence with her."

Michelle frowned and rubbed my back, "I didn't mean it like that, hun. What I meant was Ashley has been playing 'the leader of the pack' role since we were fresh men, and she has gotten nastier and nastier year by year. Problem is no one ever had the guts to stand up to her. In our freshmen year she was really nice and sweet…I think the popularity got to her head or something."

"Okay," I said, still not entirely satisfied.

We turned the corner towards the cafeteria; me and Michelle walked in front while Andy and Brian chatted away behind us. Michelle gave me a soft smile, "Don't be upset; you see it all started with Claire choosing you guys over her and that's what got her angry. When she hit you she was just taking her anger of Claire out on you. When you turned around and hit her back it definitely shocked her. I think you were one of the last people we ever expected to put her in her place. You were always just so shy and quiet; it was definitely surprising. I think then when she found out you were with Andy, and Claire was with John that added to it. Along with Jack and Andy arguing in the cafeteria, and me deciding to talk to you guys…all those things just keep making her angry."

I shook my head, "But why is she so angry about it though? I mean, sure you guys were her friends but why does she care so much about what other people are doing? Me, Brian and John were never a concern before…"

Michelle nodded her head in understanding and agreement, "Well it's not just you, or Brian, or Claire. It's the group as a whole that makes her angry."

I raised a brow in confusion, she caught it and continued, "You see you guys as single individuals make you easy prey for her, but the group as a whole is a threat. See you guys walk around with each other and laugh and smile and have a good time. Other people have noticed that; in fact just last week Ashley's best friend blew her off for a guy in the drama club, and a few of Jack's jock friends have been dating some academics club girls. You see people are using you guys' idea; they are all starting to like who they actually wanna like."

I nodded my head and smiled as I pulled open the cafeteria doors and we all stepped inside. "So she's upset that the school is becoming less cliquey?"

She gave a playful smirk, "Exactly; without the social circles and cliques, her status means nothing. This is her senior year and she had every intention of 'ruling the school' sorta thing. She wanted to be prom queen, and drama queen, social queen, fashion queen, etc. She wanted to be little Miss Thing this year and people are finally starting to realize that their popularity isn't really worth their dignity. That is why she is so mad."

"I see," I replied as I took a seat at the table and she took one across from me, with our respective boyfriends sitting next to us, "So what should we do about it?"

She gave me a wink, "As long as she is declaring war I say bring it."

I looked from Brian to Andy who both had matching mischievous grins. I hesitated and scratched my head, "No sense in lying down and getting run over right?"

The other three let out a laugh, "That's the spirit, Ally!" Andy said.

I shook my head at my friends, "Come on now, I didn't agree to pack them up and ship them off somewhere!"

Brian raised his eyebrows, "But we could…"

"You could what?" Claire cut in as she sat down at the table.

We all broke out into a laugh at our previous conversation, when Michelle spoke up, "Oh we were just talking about stuffing Ashley and Jack into a trunk and sending them off somewhere far."

Claire bit back a laugh, "Or we could stuff them in a trunk and throw them into one of the Great Lakes."

"There's a thought!" Brian cheered.

Andy set down his sandwich, "Now come on guys that is kinda morbid!"

I bit back a laugh as everyone let out a series of groans at Andy; he is so sweet sometimes I can't help but laugh at him. I looked up from my food and glanced at the vending machines, "Hey Andy, can I borrow fifty cents for a drink?"

He looked at me and smiled, "Yeah sure." He dropped the change in my hand and just as I stood up I noticed John walk into the cafeteria with his hands in his pockets. He was still pretty bummed out about last night and he hasn't really spoken much since. He looked towards the table and I gave him a small wave; the others noticing my actions and turning around to wave at him themselves. He gave a brief nod in response before Jack and one of his goons grabbed him by the shirt collar and threw him into a pile of garbage cans. The whole cafeteria turned around in shock and anticipation. Andy, Brian and the rest of us shot up and ran to his aid. They weren't hurting him still; they just kinda tried to make an ass out of him.

"Fuck!" I heard John yell. He got up and brushed off his pants and stormed up to Jack, getting only inches from his face. We weren't close enough to hear what they were saying but you could still tell that one of them could smack the other any minute.

Andy reached John, first and pulled him back by the elbows; and just as we reached John, Ashley and her bimbo clan – which now only consisted of three other girls – reached Jack, Greg, and the other sports. Our two groups were now standing face to face.

"What the hell was that for Jack?" Andy started.

"He was in my way…I guess he must have tripped," He replied, shrugging nonchalantly.

"Oh bullshit, you prick!" John retorted.

Greg – Michelle's ex-boyfriend – snorted, "Well I guess maybe punks like you shouldn't be walking in our cafeteria!"

John smirked and folded his arms, "Well muscle head, I don't recall a memo stating that you purchased it."

I let out a chuckle and was met with a glare from the bimbos; I glared in return, "You know Ashley, that sour face doesn't suit you very well."

She clenched her fists, "Watch it basket case!"

"What's wrong, huh?" I gave her a wide smile, "You don't like it when people make you look bad? You know you've done it to enough people now; I think it's only right when someone does it to you."

She put her hands on her hips and started her head rolling again as she spoke, "You know I've just about had it with you! You are always in my way and you are always messing everything up!"

Claire glared, "Oh shut up Ashley!"

"No!" she hollered in return, "I'm sick of this bullshit!"

John gave her a dumbfounded look, "Well stop starting the bull shit, princess!"

She ignored him and looked back to me, "You know what, no matter how hard you try you'll never be me! You'll never have what I have and I will always be ahead of you! So I would stop now while you still can!"

I folded my arms over my chest and shifted my weight to my other foot, "Who the hell says I want to be anything like you? And I definitely don't need anything you've had."

"I wouldn't say that." She flung her hair over her shoulder and smiled devilishly at me.

I turned around at looked at my friends who had looks of curiosity on their faces – with the exception of Andy who looked like he was ready to blow a fuse. I furrowed my brows and looked back at her, "What the hell are you talking about?"

She laughed and shook her head, "Oh you poor girl."

"What is that supposed to be your way of showing sympathy or something?"

"No matter how close you get with Michelle and Claire you have to remember where they came from…they'll never change…"

I smirked and shook my head, "Man you must be really getting desperate…they chose us over you, get over it."

"Maybe so, but what about your boyfriend?" She replied with a laugh.

I shrugged my shoulders in anger; now she is pushing it, "What about him?"

"Shut the hell up Ashley!" Andy butted in.

She narrowed her eyes dangerously and turned back to me, "Why don't you ask him who he lost his virginity with?" and with that she spun on her heel – followed by a laughing group – and left the cafeteria.

TBC

A/N – AH! That was evil! I'm sorry; I just had to do that! Grr, I'm starting to really hate Ashley, I think I need to do something bad to her soon. LOL.

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