I do NOT own Breakfast Club or Twisted blah blah blah... The italicized words are her thoughts. I hope you like it. :)
Half an hour passed and we were all bored. Bender had a cigarette in his mouth and lit his shoe on fire. He used it to light his cigarette then snuffed it out with a hit. Red was daydreaming and smiling to herself. Brian was staring at Red and then threw his beanie over his dick. Okay, gross... The pale girl was twisting a string around her finger turning it purple. Danny was sketching in my notebook. My eyelids were getting heavy, so I climbed on top of the table and shook off my jacket to use it as a pillow. I laid across the table and fell asleep.
"Wake up!" We heard Vernon yell. I felt something on me. My eyes snapped open to see a jean jacket draped across the top of my body. I look around to see where it came from and notice that Bender is no longer wearing his jacket. "Who has to go to the lavatory?" Vernon asks before I can thank Bender and all of our hands shoot into the air.
I splashed cold water on my face and turned off the sink. "Slut..." I hear Red say as she walks out. I wipe off the water and analyze the girl in the mirror. I didn't think my outfit was slutty, but now I do. My t-shirt shows off my voluptuous curves. It is also especially tights around my boobs. My shorts are really tight and really short. I sighed.
"You are smart. You are pretty. You are strong. You are full of life. You are important." I said pointing to my reflection and sighed again staring at the scar on my neck and the faded bruises on my arms. "I am not worthless. I am not a slut. I will not allow myself to go back to that scared girl. That girl who felt nothing; that girl that felt like nothing." I sighed and walked out. "Who are we missing?" I asked Danny noticing there were only six of us.
"Ummm...the really quiet girl." He answered and she walked right out of the bathroom. My eyes widened and I lowered my eyes not able to look at her because I knew she had heard me. The whole walk back to the library I was silent.
Bender was ripping out pages from a book while Andy stretched on the rail. The pale girl was in her seat and Danny and I were at his table. Claire was back in her seat and Brian was by one of the pillars desperately trying to be part of the group. "That's real intelligent." Andy said to Bender.
"You're right. It's wrong to destroy literature. It's such fun to read. And..." He checks the front of the book. "Molay really pumps my nads."
"Mol-yare." Red and I correct. She says it flirtatiously and I say it irritatedly. She smiles and bites her lip, but he's staring at me. I roll my eyes at him. I mean, I may have a thing for the kid but I also appreciate literature.
"I love his work." Brian says and Bender throws some of the pages at him. I smile at Brian reassuringly and he gives me a small smile. I guess he would rather Red's attention. Too bad she doesn't even realize he's there. I feel bad for him.
Bender gets bored with the book and decides to mess up the checkout cards. "Big deal." He says. "Nothing to do when you're locked in a vacancy."
"Speak for yourself." Andy says to him.
"Do you think I'd speak for you? I don't even know your language." He says and I giggle to myself. Thankfully, this time Bender doesn't hear me.
Andy finishes stretching and turns to Claire. "Hey, you grounded tonight?"
She shrugs. "I don't know. My mom said I was, but my dad said to just blow her off."
Andy turns to make sure Bender is listening, so he'll feel left out. "Big party at Stubby's. Parents are in Europe. Heard it's gonna be wild. You gonna go?"
"I doubt it." She answers.
"How come?"
"Well, if I do what my mom tells me not to it's because my father says it's okay. It's like this whole big monster deal. It's endless. It's a total drag. It's like any minute divorce." She says waving it off.
"Who do you like better?" Bender asked Red.
"What?" She said excited for his attention.
"You like your old man better than your mom?"
"They're both screwed."
I rolled my eyes and interrupted their conversation. "No, darlin'. He means if you had to choose between them." My accent has already slipped so I figured screw trying to hide it.
"I don't know. I guess I'd go live with my brother. I mean, I don't think either one of them gives a shit about me. It's like they use me to get back at each other."
"HA!" The silent girl said. Bender, Danny, and Brian looked at her surprised while Andy and I smiled. She huffed to show that Red should just stop her bitching.
"Shut up!" Red yelled at her.
"You're just feeling sorry for yourself." Andy said to Red.
"Yeah well, if I didn't nobody else would." She said.
"Aw you're breaking my heart." His tone oozing with sarcasm.
"Sporto," Bender said. "You get along with your parents?"
"Well if I say yes I'm an idiot, right?"
"You're an idiot anyway, but if you say you get along with your parents well you're a liar too." Bender answered and walked away.
Andy shoved him. "You know something man? If we weren't in school right now I'd waste you."
"Can you hear this?" Bender said pointing his middle finger downward. "You want me to turn it up?" He turned his hand up, so he was flipping him off.
Brian came up. "Hey fellas..." He placed his hands on their shoulders and they slapped him off. "I don't get along with my parents either. Their idea of parental compassion is just...wacko you know."
"Dork," Bender addressed him and he responded. Sad is the day when you're called that so much you just respond to it. "You are a parent's wet dream okay?" Bender said and walked away.
"Well that's the problem." Brian said.
Bender turned back to him. "Look, I can see you getting all bunged up for them making wear these kind of clothes, but let's face it...You're a neo-maxizoom dweebie." What the hell does that even mean? "What would you be doing if you weren't out making yourself a better citizen?"
"Why do you have to insult everybody?" Andy spoke up.
"I'm being honest, asshole. I would expect you to know the difference."
"Yeah, well he's got a name."
"Yeah?"
"Yeah! What's your name?" Andy asks Brian.
I roll my eyes and speak before Brian has a chance to open. "Brian...Brian Johnson. Man, I've only been here a couple days and I know his name. I get your point though. Next time, you might want to have all your information beforehand, okay?"
"He asked Brian not you, slut." Red said.
"First of all, my name is Valentina. Second, I ain't no slut. And third, if you ever step to me again I'll have ya cryin' in a corner, suckin' on yer thumb, beggin' fer yer mama faster than you can say 'bless your heart' 'cause I'm fixin' to get real pissed." She opened her mouth to say something, but I cut her off. "Oooo...Girl, I want you to say somethin' to me, so I can tear dat ass up." I said menacingly and she shut her mouth. "That's what I thought."
I huffed and muttered, "Girl 'bout to get dropped. Havin' me go from Southern belle to ghetto bitch in two-point-five. Testin' me and shit. Damn bitch." I rambled on as the others stared. I glared at them. "What?! Y'all got a problem?" They all looked off in different directions except for Bender. His deep brown eyes found mine and held them there. I love him. Wait, what?! I just met him. I barely even know him. I don't even know his first name. I can't love him. He's cute and funny and honest and...Dammit what the hell am I thinking?! Although these thoughts were running through my mind a million times a minute I never looked away. I never let my inner chaos show.
Danny tapped me, so I had to break the stare-down. Out of the corner of my eye I saw Bender smirk and I bit my lip. That smirk is so sexy...AH! Damn! Damn! Damn! Stop thinking about him! You only have a little crush, you are NOT in love with him! Now focus, Danny just asked you something! "Sorry Danny...What was that?"
"I said, are you okay?" He asked worriedly. I nodded and he continued to draw.
Bender started walking back to the rail when Red asked, "What's your name?"
"What's yours?" He asked and I felt a pang of jealousy, but I hurriedly brushed it off.
"Claire."
"Kuh-laire?" Bender said.
"Claire. It's a family name."
"It's a fat girl's name." Harsh...
"Thank you." She said sarcastically.
"Your welcome."
"I'm not fat."
"Well not at present, but I can see you really pushing maximum density. You see, I'm not sure if you know this, but there are two kinds of fat people. There's fat people that were born to be fat and there's fat people that were once thin, but they became fat. So when you look at 'em you can see that thin person inside. See, you're gonna get married, you're gonna squeeze out a few puppies, and then uh-" He mimed her blimping up and she flipped him off. "Hmmm...Obscene finger gestures from such a pristine girl."
"I'm not that pristine."
He leaned on the table. "Are you a virgin?" This was not going to be good. "I'll bet you a million dollars that you are. Let's end the suspense is it gonna be a...white wedding?"
"Why don't you just shut up?" Ahh...her go-to.
"Have you ever kissed a boy on the mouth? Have you ever been felt up over the bra...under the blouse...shoes off...hoping to God you're parents don't walk in?" I could tell she was very uncomfortable. As much as I didn't like her, I couldn't let him do that to anybody.
"Hey, man...Just leave her alone!" I shouted.
We locked eyes again as he walked over to me and leaned on the table. He continued. "Over the panties..." His eyes traveled down my body as far as the table would allow him to see. I saw Danny's jaw clench and quickly grabbed his hand under the table. Bender's eyes came back up, but stopped at my breasts. "No bra...blouse unbuttoned..." I tried to control my breathing and not show the pain this was bringing up. His eyes locked with mine again. "Calvins in a ball on the front seat past eleven on a school night?"
Danny shot up. He and Andy simultaneously said, "Leave her alone." I tugged Danny back down and told him not to do anything.
"Leave her alone." Andy repeated as he started walking over to us. Bender didn't listen of course. "I said, leave her alone!" Andy stopped in the middle of the aisle.
Bender finally looked at Andy. "You gonna make me?"
"Yeah."
Bender walked over the table and up to him. "You and how many of your friends?"
"Just me. Just you and me. Two hits. Me hitting you. You hitting the floor. Anytime you're ready pal." Andy said and Bender smirked and lifted his hand. Before he had any time to react he was kissing the ground.
"I don't wanna get into this with you man." Bender said.
Andy got off of him and shoved as he did. "Why not?" He asked.
Bender got up and flipped his hair back. "'Cause I'd kill you." He backed and faced Andy. "It's real simple. I'd kill you and your fucking parents would sue me and it'd be a big mess and I don't care enough about you to bother." He said all this as he backed up next to the quiet girl's table.
"Chicken shit." Andy muttered. I hear something that is all too recognizable...the flipping of a switchblade. My head whips around to see Bender stabbing it into the chair next to the girl.
"Let's end this right now." Andy says and starts pointing to me. "You don't talk to her. You don't look at her. And you don't even think about her! You understand me?!" I turn back and slide lower in my seat.
"I'm trying to help her." Bender says simply and I hear Claire mutter 'slut' again.
I forget all about what is going on with Bender and turned on Claire. "Excuse me...Ya got somethin' to say?"
"I said, 'slut.'" She said boldly.
I got up and stood in front of her table. "C'mon, let's scrap."
"What?" She asked.
"I said let's scrap. I been itchin' for good fight the past couple weeks. C'mon, I mean, you been doin' a lot talkin' so I just wanna see if you can back it up." I motioned for her to come at me.
"You're insane!" She said.
I shrugged and walked back to my seat. "Eh...that ain't nothin' I haven't heard before. Plus, I've been crazier."
The door opened and Andy, Brian, and Bender rushed to their seats. We all breathed a sigh of relief as the custodian walked with his blaring walkman. He turned around and I smiled. "Hey, Danny. Hi Nina." He said smiling back. "They told me you two were in here. Said you guys gave quite a show at lunch."
"Yeah well...you know how I can get when it comes to Danny, Uncle Carl." I smirked.
He chuckled. "Trust me, I know very well."
"How is aunty Debbie and the little brat?" I say.
Carl just laughs. "Joe is doing just fine."
"I hope EJ is behavin' for y'all." I say.
"Don't worry. Your little brat is being a perfect Southern gentleman." He says and smiles warmly.
"Are you guys still coming for dinner tomorrow night?" Danny asks.
"Of course! We haven't seen you guys in three years, so we're definitely not missing this. Oh! And I figured you two would be bored in here, so I left some stuff in the Biography section for you guys. I'll give EJ his present tomorrow night."
"Uh...Carl?" Bender says and I roll my eyes.
"What?" Carl says slightly annoyed.
"Can I ask you a question?"
"Sure."
"How does one become a janitor?"
"You wanna be a janitor?" Carl says amused.
"No, I just wanna know how one becomes a janitor because Andrew here is very interested in pursuing a career in the custodial arts." Andy looks at him confused and irritated.
"Oh really?" Carl knows they really don't care. "You guys think I'm some untouchable peasant. Serf? Peon? After following a broom around after shit heads like you for the last eight years I've learned a couple things. I look through your letters. Looked through your lockers." Bender's head snapped to face Carl, but Carl continued. "I listen to your conversations. You don't know that, but I do. I am the eyes and ears of this institution, my friends." He started walking back out. "By the way, that clock's twenty minutes fast." Bender and I smirked as he left.