The Musician a Breakfast Club fanfiction.

Chapter 15

 Andrew, Brian, and I were sitting on these chairs asking each other questions and laughing. "No no, man, no. You got a middle name?" Andrew asked Brian. 

 "Yeah, guess," He told the jock. That's when Allison walked over to us. 

 "Your middle name is Ralph, as in puke," she said to us. We looked at her in a mix of confusion and shock, "Your birthday is March 12th, you're five-nine and a half you weigh a hundred and thirty pounds and your social security number is 0-4-9-3-8-0-9-1," she paused for a second,"3." 

 "That's intense," I commented. 

 "Wow. Are you psychic?" Andrew asked her.

 "No."

 "Well, would you mind telling me how you know all this about me?" Brian asked her. Allison reached into her bag and pulled out a wallet. 

 "I stole your wallet." 

 "Give it to me," Brian commanded. 

 "No." 

 "Give it!" She then gave him his wallet. He looked through it to make sure nothing was missing, "This is great. You're a thief too!"

 "I'm not a thief!" She shouted in defense. 

 "Multi-talented," I pointed out. She smiled at me. 

 "What's there to steal? 2 bucks and a beaver shot!"

 "A what?" Andrew asked shocked.

 "He's got a nudie picture. I saw it, it's perverted," she said. I rolled my eyes and looked at Brian. He looked at me and half-smiled. I looked at him like he should be ashamed of himself. He looked down like he felt ashamed. 

 "Alright! Let's see it!" Andrew said. Brian gave it to him.

 "Keep it," he mumbled, "I don't want it anymore." I looked at him, shocked. He looked at me and smiled slightly. I mirrored the smile. Did he do that for me? Probably not. He only did it because I made him feel guilty probably.   

~~Sorry everyone!  No wifi at the place.  It was the best week ever though!  It was also rough in some areas.  Anyways, I'm back and ready to write more!  I'm working on it!~