Okayyy guys who read this (you're not alot but fuck off, I love all of youuuu) I forgot to say this before but SURPRISE MOTHERFUCKER I do NOT own The Breakfast Club :O I know, you're all pretty shocked right now...but whatever ahah I only own Jazmine Avalon Kent:) Good reading, even tho it kinda sucks ahah
It was silence again before Bender decided to tease the princess and the athlete.
"So, so... Are you guys boyfriend and girlfriend?" He asked, motioning to the two persons who tried to do as if he wasn't there.
"Steady dates?" I joined in.
"Lovers?" continued Bender.
They ignored us. Surprise, surprise.
"Come on, sporto... Level with me, do you slip her the hot beef injection?" John pestered.
Now, the preps reacted.
"Go to hell!" screamed Claire at the same time Andrew said "Enough!"
With that, they got Vernon's attention who asked what was going on and he was responded with our silence.
I got up at the same time Bender did. He went to sit on the rail while I went on Andrew's lap. John looked at us with a weird expression, which I decided to ignore.
"what do you say we close that door? We can't have any kind of party without Vernon checking us out every second." John told us.
"You know, the door's supposed to stay open.." intervened Brian.
"But then, I can't have any fun with any of you boys..." I fake pouted.
John ignored me and turned to Brian. "So?"
"So why don't you just shut up? The two of you." Andy spat and pushed me on the floor. "There's four other people in there, you know." he added.
"I felt your boner, Andy boy... You want me, and for more than just a blow job this time, I know..." I laughed lightly at his embarrassed face while I stood up and went to join Bender.
"You can count, see I knew you had to be smart to be a wrestler." John remarked, ignoring what I said.
"Who the hell are you to be judging anybody anyway?" the athlete demanded.
"Really." Claire added.
"What about you, queen bitch? And you, sporto? You're not better than anyone!" I spat angrily.
It seems like everybody is ignoring me, even if I have great comments! Proof, Andrew started replying John, not even acknowledging me. "You know Bender, you don't even count. If you disappeared forever, it wouldn't make any difference. You may as well not even exist at this school. That counts for you too, Jazmine Avalon Kent."
"Ouuuh, the full name!" I laughed sarcastically. "And you said that, but that would actually change some things... Like, your dick wouldn't have been sucked yet and this detention would suck without me or Bender." I defended.
"Wait, you actually gave him a blow job?" asked Claire, horrified.
I was going to respond, but John continued to argue with Andrew, so I decided to listen to this.
"Well, I'll run right out and join the wrestling team!"
That comment made the princess and the jock laugh.
"Maybe the Prep Club too." the criminal added.
"Student council?" I proposed, laughing.
"That too!" John exclaimed.
"They wouldn't take you." Andrew said.
"I'm hurt." Bender said with fake sadness.
"You know why guys like you knock everything?" asked Claire.
"This should be stunning." commented John.
"It's because you're afraid. You too, Jazmine."
"You, richies, are so smart! That's exactly why I'm not heavy in activities!" exclaimed Bender.
"You're a big coward." Claire added.
"I'm in the math club." mumbled Brian.
"See, you're afraid they won't take you, you don't belong; you just have to dump all over it. And you, Jazmine, you're afraid of the same thing, so you use your body to be accepted, but face it, everybody knows you're a big fat slut!" Claire interjected.
"Well wouldn't have anything to do with you activities people being assholes, now would it?" John questioned.
"Well, you wouldn't know, you don't know any of us." Claire responded.
"You think I use my body because I'm afraid? Not just because... I don't know, teasing, flirting and sex are fun?" I laughed.
"Well, I don't know any lepers either, but I'm not going to go out and join one of their fucking clubs." Bender said, taking the attention back to him.
"I'm in the physics club." the brain spoke a little louder then last time.
"Excuse me a sec... What are you babbling about?" the criminal asked, turning to Johnson.
"Well what I said was that I'm in the math club, latin club and the physics club." Brian responded.
"Hey, Cherry." John said.
"Do you belong to the physics club?" I asked, backing up Bender.
"That's an academic club." the princess retorted.
"So?" Bender questioned.
"So academic clubs aren't the same as other kinds of clubs." Claire explained.
"Ah, but to dorks like him, they are." John said.
"What do you do in your clubs?" I questioned the nerd.
"Well, in physics clubs, we, uh, we talk about physics, properties of physics..." he replied.
"So, it's social." John stated.
"Demented and sad." I added.
"But social." concluded Bender.
"I guess you could consider I a social situation. Uh, there are other children in my club and uh, at the end of the year, we have this big banquet at the Hilton." Brian explained.
"You load up, you party?" the criminal demanded.
"No, we get dressed up...but we don't get high." the brain clarified.
"Only burners like you two get high." Claire spat at John and high.
"Oh, good, thanks, a compliment." I stated.
"Only you could consider this like a compliment." said Andrew.
"Oh, look, another compliment." I continued.
While we were saying this, Brian was talking about something that I didn't really heard and I guess nobody did either because he was just ignored.
"Look, you guys keep up your talking and Vernon is going to come right in here. I've got a meet this Saturday and I'm not going to miss it on account of you bone heads" Andrew said suddenly, even when he was one of the last one who talked...whatever.
"I'm not going to keep to myself because of you dude." I spat while glaring.
"Oh and wouldn't that be a bite uh? Missing a whole wrestling meet!" Bender exclaimed.
"Well, you wouldn't know anything about it, faggot! You never competed in your hole life!" Andrew argued.
"Oh, I know... I feel all empty inside because of it. I have such a deep admiration for guys that roll around on the floor with other guys." John retorted with sarcasm and mock hurt.
"I don't think this is a very virile activity..." I commented silently.
The athlete glared at me, but ignored me and turned to the criminal to continue his little argument.
"Ah... you'd never miss it. You don't have any goals!"
"Oh, but I do!" John exclaimed. "I want to be just. Like. You!" he added. "I figure all I need's a lobotomy and some tights!" he finished sarcastically.
Brian then decided to come back into the conversation. "You wear tights?"
"No, I don't wear tights! I wear the required uniform!" he replied angrily.
"Tights." Brian said again.
"And I thought you were so virile... If I knew you were wearing tights, I wouldn't have sucked your dick." I told him.
"Can you stop bringing that up?! It was one time and it shouldn't have happened!" he yelled at me.
"Damn sure it shouldn't have... If I knew you would be like that afterwards, I wouldn't have done it..." I muttered.
