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Andy's POV
Andy was hungry. He had agreed with his friends to play basket-ball until it was time for lunch but he was getting bored. And even more hungry than he was before the match started. He threw the ball to Zach, exited the court and went to sit on the bleachers.
"Dude, you okay?" Tommy asked.
Andy just nodded. They wouldn't understand. He couldn't even understand himself. He was trying really hard to pretend that nothing had changed since that detention but the feeling that he was lying to himself was growing stronger every day. He didn't want to think of that Saturday in detention because he didn't like thinking of himself as vulnerable. And he had been more than vulnerable that day. He wanted to be strong. He had to be strong.
He saw Claire and her friends across the basketball court. They were laughing hard but Claire was simply smiling, like she was not even paying attention to whatever they were saying. Andy often wondered if she felt as different as he did but the fact was they were not talking to each other anymore so he had no way to know. If Andy took the time to think of why they were ignoring each other, he would have come to the silly and stupid conclusion that they didn't want to talk to each other because it would be a betrayal to the rest of the Breakfast Club, since none of them had been brave enough on Monday morning. Andy hated Mondays in general but that one had been even worse. He had spent the night before wondering what he should do. Not even what he wanted to do. When he had seen Allison in the cafeteria, he had hesitated for a long time. Then, he had chosen to ignore her. While walking to his friends, he had decided that whatever they had shared in detention will stay in detention.
He sighed. Since that detention, he could not bear his friends making fun of Allison, calling her "weirdo" or "crazy". He hated that his friends were hurting her but if he wanted to be truly honest, he had to admit that he was the one who had hurt her the most.
He had felt so close to her during that detention, he could not even explain why. Maybe because she was the first one who discovered what his problem was. Two words. His dad. The biggest problem of his life. And the fact that he was more likely unable to make a single decision by himself. Was it too late for him to begin to think for himself?
He saw Claire standing suddenly.
"I am done. With all of you."
She could have quite a loud voice.
Andy had to admit that he was impressed. He watched her leaving the gymnasium and came to the girls.
"What happened?" he asked.
The girls shrugged.
"She got mad when we started to talk about that weird girl…" Tori said.
"Which weird girl?"
He knew who they were talking about. He hated them for that.
"The one all in black." Sharon answered. "She looks so scary, don't you think?"
She was clearly waiting for him to say she was right.
"You should leave her alone."
The girls seemed surprised and Tori and Corey laughed.
"You don't have to act so kind and all, she doesn't even know…"
"She's not stupid!" he said, coldly. "Of course she knows. And just because she is strong enough to ignore you, it doesn't mean it doesn't hurt her…"
"Oh God!" sighed Corey. "Who cares? You really have a crush on her, do you?"
She looked quite disgusted.
Did he have a crush on Allison? Sure he had kissed her after their detention but it was on the moment. He never really thought of what it actually meant for him. He had to admit that she was pretty far from the girls he usually liked. But there was something true about her. Something real.
"In what this is your business?"
"Oh come on!" Sharon said. "You can't be serious!"
He was serious.
"You realize what you're going to lose?"
"Nothing but your company, I think." He replied with a grin. "So I should survive."
A loud sound broke into the gym, stopping the players.
"No, it can't be…" Andy thought.
A girl screamed and he knew he had not dreamt that sound.
He heard that sound again as he was rushing for the exit.
One. Two. Three.
There had been three gunshots.
He had to find Allison. And Brian, and John, and Claire. He had to find his friends.
To Be Continued
