Claire's P.O.V.
He's ok! I-I mean. He's alright. Cool, I guess. We heard Vernon walk towards the door. We all rushed to be perfect and Bender ducked under mine and Andrew's desk.
"Dammit! What's going on in hear?" Vernon walked through the door. He must've heard Bender crash through. Well, how couldn't he, really? "What was that ruckus?"
"Uh, what ruckus?" Andrew asked him.
"I was just in my office and I heard a ruckus!"
"Could you describe the ruckus, sir?" Brian asked him.
"Watch your tongue young man, watch it!" Vernon yelled. I looked at Meloney. She began to glow red. I have a suspicion about her liking Brian. I think they'd be cute! I heard Bender bang his head and groan. Andrew and I made more noise to cover it up like it was us. "What is that? What, what is that? What is that noise?"
"What noise?" Andrew asked.
"Really, sir, there wasn't any noise." I squealed. Bender head was in between my legs. I crushed his head in between my knees. Pervert. We all got into a coughing fit. "That noise? Was that the noise you were talking about?"
"No, it wasn't. That was not the noise I was talking about. Now, I may not have caught you in the act this time, but you can bet I will." Allison laughed at Vernon, "You make book on that, missy! And you!" He turned to me then, "I will not be made a fool of!" He turned and walked away. Once he turned to leave, we all could see he had a toilet seat cover stuck to his pants.
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The Musician a Breakfast Club fanfiction.
FanfictionMeloney was a 17 year old Junior at Shermer High School. She received detention on March 24th, 1984 with a brain, an athlete, a basket case, a princess, and a criminal. Will this be the worst day of her life, or will she make some new friends, and...
