Bender had unzipped his pants and I thought he was serious about pissing on the floor. "Oh my god!" Claire exclaimed, "Hey, your not urinating in here man!" Andrew shouted, "Don't talk! Don't talk! It's makes it crawl back up." I couldn't help but laugh at Bender, which is only ammo for his arsenal. "You whip it out you're dead before the first drop hits the floor!" Andrew warned, Bender gasped mockingly. "Your pretty sexy when you get angry, grrr." He turned to Brian afterwards.
"Hey, homeboy." He called to Brian, I put my head on the table and thought over what I would write down. "Why don't you go close that door. We'll get the prom queen—impregnated." Bender said, I threw my pencil at his head with a furious look on my face, he rubbed the back of his head. Clare glared at him, "Hey!" Andrew said once, "Hey." Another time but his tone was shorter, Bender looked bored, "What?" He sighed, "If I lose my temper, your totaled man." He warned.
"Totally?" Bender questioned, still bored of the situation he caused.
"Totally." Andrew replied, "Why don't you just shut up! No one here is interested." Claire warned Bender. That was a lie.
I'd been interested since freshman year. I hate to admit it since he's such an asshole most of the time.
"Well hey sporto, what did you do to get in here? Forget to wash your jock?" Bender asked Andrew who only sighed. "Bender cut it out." I told him, he turned to look at me, resting his head on his hands that were on the back of the chair. "Make me." He muttered, still staring at me, trying to see if I'd actually do something. "Uh excuse me fellas, I think we should right our papers." Brian was completely ignored. Benders mouth curved into a smile when I didn't break eye contact. "Look, just because you live in here doesn't give you the right to be a pain in the ass...so knock it off!" Andrew told Bender, he held a finger up to me, telling to me wait as he turned to Andrew. "It's a free country." He crooned.
"If everyone ignored you, Bender, what would you do then? Pass out from shock?" I questioned, Claire stifled a laugh while Andrew and Bender had a mini staring contest. "Sweets, you couldn't ignore me if you tried." I rolled my eyes and laid back in my seat. "So...so!" Bender turned to Andrew and Claire, "Are you guys like boyfriend/girlfriend?" He tapped the table, "Steady dates?" He questioned, "Lo...Verss."
"Come on sporto, level with me, do you slip her the hot beef injection?" He eyed them both, they turned back, furious. "Go to hell!" Claire screamed, "Enough!" Andrew added.
Allison and Brian looked uncomfortable in the situation, honestly I was too.
"Hey! What's going on in there?" Vernon interjected, I went stiff, "Smug little pricks." I heard him mutter before going back to work. Bender walked over to the railing and sat on it. I got up and decided reading a book night take my mind off things. Bender eyed me carefully, "You actually read?" He scoffed, "More than you ever will in your whole life." I replied, walking over to the 'classics' section.
I picked up the outsiders excitedly and walked back to my table. I guess Bender and Andrew had got into a heated argument since both looked pissed beyond belief. "You know, Bender...you don't even count. I mean if you disappeared forever it wouldn't make any difference. You may as well not even exist at this school." Andrew spat.
I stopped in place and eyed Andrew, "Lay off, man." I told him, "Your actually sticking up for this scumbag?" He asked, genuinely shocked, "No, but that's a lousy thing to say to anyone." I defended, Bender looked at me with a small smile that was replaced with a stone cold glare instantly. "Well...I'll just run right out and join the wrestling team." Bender discarded, "Maybe the prep club too! Student council." He looked smug, "No, they wouldn't take you." Andrew scoffed, Bender put a hand over his chest, "I'm hurt." He sighed. "You know why guys like you knock everything..." Andrew said to Bender, he turned to me, "Oh, this should be stunning." He rolled his eyes and looked back to the two upfront, "It's because you're afraid." Claire chimed in. "Oh, God! You ritchies are so smart, that's exactly why I'm not heavy in activities!" Bender exclaimed.
Brian looked left out, "I'm in the math club..." he trailed off. "I'm in journalism." I shrugged, he nodded. I listened into the conversation Claire, Andrew, and Bender were still having. "See you're afraid that they won't take you. You don't belong so you just have to dump all over it..." She told Bender. He though for a second before replying, "Well...it wouldn't have anything to do with you activities people being assholes...now would it?" He said, she scoffed, "Well you wouldn't know. You don't even know any of us." Claire flipped hair out of her face. "People like us," I motioned to Brian, Allison, and Bender, "Don't want to know people like you. Because you don't give us the chance." I interrupted. I knew she agreed. She knew I was right, based on the looks she gave me.
She knew the type of person some of her friends could be.
"How would you know? You don't give us a chance either." Andrew pointed out, "You're all the same. You stereotype us." He added, "We're all the same? What are we then, Andrew." He knew that he had to choose his words carefully, "People say your the freaks of the school. I'm inclined to agree." He pointed to all of us. Allison glared at him. "Freaks?" I laughed, standing up and walking over to him, he backed up in his chair, "You think your any better?" He went silent after I said that. "No, please Andrew, tell me, I know why your here. Your no better." I spat, he looked guilty. I'd heard about why he was here, I knew the kid, he'd told me everything.
Bender watched me the entire argument, laughing to himself, at the fact I made Andrew go silent.
"Well, I don't know any lepers either, but I'm not going to run out and join one of their fucking clubs." Bender and Claire went back to arguing, I'd sat down and went back to my book. "Hey let's watch the mouth, eh?" Andrew was completely ignored by the two.
Brian felt the need to contribute to the conversation again, "I'm in the physics club too..." He said almost silently.
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"𝐖𝐡𝐨 𝐚𝐫𝐞 𝐲𝐨𝐮?" || The Breakfast Club
Fanfiction"The Brain, the athlete, a basket case, a princess, a writer, and a criminal..." Michelle Walker, unfortunately is in detention for what she deems an unfair reason. Arguments, new friends, or enemies. What could happen after eight hours? (Oc x Bende...