"𝐖𝐡𝐨 𝐚𝐫𝐞 𝐲𝐨𝐮?" || The Breakfast Club

"Suddenly it wasnt so funny anymore."

Time had passed, I don't know how much. Bender had started whistling a tune that everyone joined in on, even me.

Then Vernon walked in.

Bender changed the tone of the song pretty fast and I laughed. "Alright girls, that's thirty minutes for lunch." He said coldly,

"Here?" Andrew questioned.
"Here."
"Well I think the cafeteria would be a more suitable place for us to eat sir."
"I don't care what you think."
"Uh...Dick. Sorry, Rich, will milk be made available to us?" Bender interrupted.
"We're extremely thirsty sir." Andrew said, "I have a very low tolerance for dehydration." Claire said, I added, "I've seen her dehydrate, it's pretty gross." Everyone nodded in agreement.

Bender stood up, "Don't worry I'll get it." He offered, Vernon stopped him, "Grab some wood there, bub." He pointed at him, earning a grin from Bender.

"What you think I was born yesterday, you think I'm having you roam these halls?" Vernon asked sarcastically. He points at Andrew and Allison. Who reluctantly agreed, the they were gone.

"Do you have a lunch?" I questioned, Bender hadn't brought anything with him, so I guess he didn't. "Nope." He shrugged, "Want some of mine?" I offered, he came and sat on the table I was at. "You think about my offer any more?" He asked, I shrugged, "If you stop being a jackass, maybe." He chuckled.

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We'd all moved around the library, sitting on the railing, Bender was looking through a book when he laughed. "Claire...you wanna see a picture of a guy with elephantitus of the nuts It's pretty tasty..." I snorted by accident, earning a grin from Bender. I walked over to him and peeked at the page. "That's vile." I laughed, sitting back on the railing next to him.

"No thank you." Claire gagged, "How do you think he rides a bike?" He asked her again.

"Oh, Claire would you ever consider dating a guy like this?"
"Can't you just leave me alone?"
"I mean if he had a great personality and was a good dancer and had a cool car...Although you'd probably have to ride in the back seat 'cause his nuts would ride shotgun." I laughed at him, "What if he rode a motorcycle?" He held back a laugh. Claire scoffed.
"You know what I wish I was doing?" Claire questioned, I rolled my eyes, "Watch what you say, Brian here's a cherry."

"I need music." I sighed, jumping off the railing and heading back to the tables. I took my Walkman out of my bag and was thankful when I had my own mixtape in there.

Dancing with myself, by generation X played. I tabbed my foot along to the beat and thought about what happened today. Everything.

Bender asked me out, which was weird, Claire and Andrew stood up for me, I called Vernon a Plague. Honestly I can't be mad about what's happening, I didn't deserve a while Saturday detention, but I think I've made progress with these people. Even by a bit.

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Andrew and Allison returned a while later, with a coke for everyone. Bender still came back and sat on my table, and I split some of my food with him, mostly because I wasn't that hungry. "Thanks." He said, I only nodded.

"What's in there?" Bender asked Claire, "Guess." She replied lazily. Bender tossed a coke to Allison who caught it without looking up.

"What's that?" Bender looked disgusted with Claire's lunch, I held back a laugh, "Sushi." She said.
"Sushi?"
"Rice, raw fish, and seaweed."
"You won't accept a guys tongue in your mouth but your gonna eat that?"
"Can I eat?"
"I don't know, give it a try."

After that conversation, everyone's eyes went to Andrew. "Do you have the last supper in there?" I asked, he was pulling out like twenty different things. "Only if I get to be the one that betrays him." Bender said, Andrew flared back at us. We both chuckled.

Allison spilt her coke and drank it off the table, I shook my head and went back to eating.

"What's your problem?" Andrew asked Bender, who was staring at him. He shrugged.

I looked back to Allison who threw a pieces of meat that was on her sandwich up and the air, it landed on the sculpture. She puts pixie sticks and cap n' crunch on the pieces of bread. "You might die after that one." I advised, she only grinned at me.

Brian had pulled out a standard lunch, and of course Bender that to interject, "Who'd your mom marry, Mr. Rodgers?" Brian shook his head, "No, Mr. Johnson." Andrew and Claire snickered.

Bender stood up, and I could only wonder where this was going. "This is my impression of a day at Big Bri's house." He made it seem like a play.
"Son!" His voice got deeper, "Yeah dad?" Then he sounded like a kid, which I laughed at.
"How's your day, pal?"
"Great dad how's yours?"
"Super! Say son how would you like to go fishing this weekend?"
"Great dad, but I have homework to do."
"That's alright son you can do it on the boat."
"Gee!"

Suddenly he mimicked Brian's mom and dad, "Dear, isn't our son swell?" Then the 'mom' replied, "Yes dear, isn't life swell?"

He mimicked kiss...Then the dad punching the mom. I looked away just as everyone else went utterly silent. "Bender." I warned, he looked at me and instantly looked like he regretted it.

Suddenly he wasn't so funny anymore.

"What about your family?" Andrew asked, Bender shot him a glare and walked over to him.

"Who me? Oh it's real simple." I knew Benders homelife would be as as shit as the rest of us. Worse.

"Stupid, worthless, no good, God damned, freeloading, son of a bitch, retarded, bigmouth, know it all, asshole, jerk!" He imitates his dad, then his mom, "Don't forget ugly, lazy, and disrespectful." I frowned. He slammed his hand back to slap his invisible mom, "Shut up bitch, go fix me a turkey pot pie." Then he stopped for a second.
"What about you dad?"
"Fuck you."
"No dad, what about you?"
"Fuck you!" Then he was shouting, "No dad what about you?!"
"Fuck you!"

He reached out and pretends his dad was hitting him. I flinched and leaned back in my seat. "Is that for real?" Brian asked, "Wanna come over some time?" Bender questioned sarcastically.

"That's bullshit. It's all part of your image, I don't believe a word." Andrew scoffed. "Andrew!" I shouted, he looked at me, "You think anyone could believe him?" Bender came over and rolled up his sleeve, there was a burn, Andrew realized he was dead wrong.

"What are you parents like?" Bender asked me, "When they aren't drunk or yelling at each other?" I questioned. That was enough I guess, since he went quiet. "See I don't think I need to sit here with you fucking dildos anymore!" Bender shouted. He threw a bunch of naps off a table, climbed on it, then climbed to the second story balcony. Resting his head against the railing and sighing.

"Andrew you fucking dick." I told him, "How was I supposed to know?" He asked defensively.

Bender had stared at me after a moment and then tore his gaze to the ceiling.