"Hey, Homeboy, why don't you close that door and we'll get the prom queen impregnated." Bender smirks as Claire whips her head around to glare at the delinquent. "Hey, hey!" Andrew tries to pry Bender's attention away from Claire. "What?" Bender turns his attention to the jock. "If I lose my temper you're totaled man!" Andrew glares at the criminal. "Totally?" Bender plays into Andrew's anger. "Totally." Andrew leans closer to the criminal.
"Would you shut up, nobody here is interested." Claire turns her head around. "Well, I don't know about that. How about you cheerleader?" John turns his head to the girl behind him. Rebecca was too busy reading to pay attention to the arguing. "What?" she looked up, her blue eyes meeting his brown. John just smiled at the girl before turning back to tormenting the pair in front of him. "Buttface." Andrew scoffed, turning back around.
"Well, hey Sporto. What did you do to get in here? Forget to wash your jock?" Bender didn't give up. "Excuse me fellas, I think we should just write our papers." Brian looks at the group hopeful. "Just because you live in here doesn't give you the right to be a pain in the ass, So knock it off!" Andrew whipped back around to the criminal. "It's a free country." John holds back his smile, playing innocent. "He's just doing it to get a rise out of you, just ignore him." Claire tried to be the bigger person. "Sweets?" Bender turns his attention back to Claire. "You couldn't ignore me if you tried." John smiled when Claire gave him her attention.
It was quiet for a little before John speaks up again.
"So, are you guys like boyfriend and girlfriend?" John asks only to get ignored.
"Steady dates?" he asks.
"Lovers?" he mocks.
"Come on Sporto, level with me. Do you slip her the hot beef injection?" Bender asks resulting in the couple screaming at him.
"Go to hell!" Claire screams.
"Enough!" Andrew yells.
"Hey! What's going on out there?" Vernon yells from inside his office, only to be answered with silence.
"Stupid little pricks!" he mutters turning back to his newspaper.
"Scumbag!" Andrew mutters.
"What do you say we close that door. We can have any hot party with Vernon checking us out every few seconds." Bender comments jumping up on the railing.
"Well, you know the doors are supposed to stay open." Brian tells him.
"So, what?" Bender asks him.
"Why don't you just shut up? There are five other people in here, you know?" Andrew told him.
"Wow, you can count. See you got to be smart to be a-a wrestler." John mocks the jock.
"Who the hell are you to judge anybody, anyway?" Andrew scoffs.
"Really." Claire comments, causing John to turn his attention to her.
"You know Bender, you don't even count. If you disappear forever, it wouldn't even make any difference. You may as well not even exist at this school." Andrew tells the delinquent causing Rebecca to turn her attention to the jock.
"Not cool, Andrew." Rebecca speaks up for the first time.
"Well, I'll just run right out and join the wrestling team!" John comments after shooting a small smile at the cheerleader. Claire and Andrew both scoff before laughing at John.
"Prep club too, student council." Bender continues to list.
"Nah, they wouldn't take you." Andrew told him shaking his head.
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The Cheerleader
Fanfiction"What's with the sweatpants?" -Bender . "I mean, we're all pretty bizarre. Hell, Rebecca is wearing sweatpants." - Clarke "What about Rebecca? What would your friends say if you were walking down the hall together? They'd laugh their asses off, and...