𝙼𝚞𝚜𝚒𝚌 𝚃𝚘 𝙼𝚢 𝙴𝚊𝚛𝚜 - 𝙹𝚘𝚑𝚗 𝙱𝚎𝚗𝚍𝚎𝚛

𝚌𝚑𝚊𝚙𝚝𝚎𝚛 𝚏𝚒𝚟𝚎

"What's yours?" Bender asked Claire as he walked past her. She looked up at him questioningly. Yes, Princess. It is possible for someone not to know your name.

"Claire." She replied.

"Claire?" Bender repeated, making a face. She frowned.

"Claire. It's a family name." She concluded. Bender made another face.

"No, it's a fat girl's name." Alex laughed from her perch on Bender's table. Bender shot her a smirk before looking back down to the prep girl.

"Oh, thank you," Claire replied sarcastically.

"Your welcome." Bender replied in a satisfied voice.

"I'm not fat." The prep girl insisted. Alex raised an eyebrow.

"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 them, you can sort of see that thin person inside." Bender went on. Claire refused to meet his pressing gaze.

"You see, you're gonna get married. You're gonna squeeze out a few puppies, and then..." He made a series of weird noises as he mimicked blowing up like a balloon. Claire stuck up her middle finger. "Oh. Obscene finger gestures from such a pristine girl." She frowned again.

"I'm not that pristine." Alex fake coughed loudly, making her opinion known, and earning a frown in her direction from Claire. Bender put both his hands on her desk, leaning forward.

"Are you a virgin?" He asked blatantly. Claire said nothing, and Bender went on. "I'll bet you a million dollars that you are. Let's end the suspense. Is it gonna be a white wedding?" He asked, giving one of the worst Billy Idol impressions Alex had ever seen.

"Why don't you just shut up?" Claire asked, getting angry and flustered. Everyone else just watched them continue.

"Have you ever kissed a boy on the mouth?" Claire opened her mouth to respond, but nothing came out. "Have you ever been felt up? Over the bra, under the blouse, shoes off, hoping to god your parents don't walk in?" Claire frowned at him.

"Do you want me to puke?" She asked Bender, but he kept pushing.

"Over the panties, no bra, blouse unbuttoned, Calvins in a ball on the front seat past 11:00 on a school night?" He continued. Alex's eyebrows shot up.

"Is this based on personal experience?" She asked him, smirking. He looked up toward her and winked.

"Wouldn't you like to know?" He asked, giving her a flirtatious look. Alex rolled her eyes.

"Leave her alone." Andrew called, turning the conversation back to the Princess, like she needed any more attention. Bender continued to stare at Alex, until Andrew repeated himself, walking toward Bender and Claire. "I said leave her alone." Bender stood up fully, tilting his chin so he looked down at Andrew, stepping back from Claire's table.

"You gonna make me?" He asked, tilting his head. Brian raised an eyebrow, now invested in the conversation.

"Yeah." Andrew replied shortly. Bender stepped on the chair and walked over Claire and Andrew's table to get into his face.

"You and how many of your friends?" Bender asked.

"Just me," Andrew shot back. "Just you, and me. Two hits. Me hitting you, you hitting the floor. Anytime you're ready, pal." Bender stepped backward nonchalantly, before taking the opportunity to smack Andrew in the face with the back of his hand. Andrew reacted quickly and pulled both of Bender's arms behind his back, locking him in a wrestling hold before pushing him to the floor.