The Musician a Breakfast Club fanfiction.

Chapter 17

 Meloney's P.O.V.

 "This is the worst fake I.D. I've ever seen," Andrew commented on Brian's I.D. Brian laughed.

 "Do you realize you made yourself 68?" I asked him laughing a little bit.

 "Oh, I know, I know. I goofed it," he said.

 "What do you need a fake I.D. for?" Andrew asked him.

 "So I can vote," Brian said like it was so obvious. I simply laughed at him.

 "You're too cute Brian," I laughed. I then blushed. Did I really just say that? I looked down after seeing all eyes on me. I saw Brian turn red, too before I looked down. I think Allison saw me, so she changed the subject.

 "You wanna see what's in my bag?" she asked. We all looked up at her.

 "No!" the guys yelled.

 "Yes!" I yelled at the same time. Allison looked hurtfully at the boys and then dumped everything out of her bag. Thank God!

 "Holy crap!" Andrew yelled, "What is all that stuff?"

 "Do you always carry this much stuff in your bag?" Brian asked Allison.

 "Yeah. I always carry this must stuff in my bag. You never know when you have to jam." She answered.

 "Are you gonna be like a shopping bag lady? You know like, sit in alleyways and like, talk to buildings and wear men's shoes and that kind of thing?" Brian asked her.

 "I'll do what I have to do," Allison answered.

 "Why do you have to do anything?"

 "My home life is unsatisfying," she said with feeling.

 "So you're saying you'd subject yourself to the violent dangers of the Chicago streets because your home life is unsatisfying?"

 "I don't have to have to run away and live in the street. I can run away and go to the ocean, I can go to the mountains, I can go to Israel, Africa, Afghanistan." Brian then looked at her then to me and Andrew.

 "Andy, Mel, you wanna get in on this? Allison here says she wants to run away because her home life is unsatisfying."

 "Well, everyone's home lives are unsatisfying," I told him.

 "Yeah," Andrew agreed, "If it wasn't, people would live with there parents forever."

 "Yeah yeah I understand (A/N: This reminded me of Yeah Yeah from The Sandlot XD), but I think that her's goes beyond, you know, what people like us... Consider normal unsatisfying." Brian! That's so not cool! I looked at him and then looked at her. She looked angrily at him and then got up. She was packing her purse back up.

 "Never mind. Forget it. Everything's cool!" She snapped at us.

  "What's the deal?" Andrew asked her.

 "No! There's no deal, Sporto. Forget it. Leave me alone."

 "Wait a minute, now you're carrying all that crap around in your purse. Either you really wanna run away or you want people to think you wanna run away," Andrew said.

 "Andrew. Just leave her alone," I whispered to him.

 "Eat crap!" And with that, Allison walked away.

 "The girl is an island with herself, ok?" Brian said. Andrew walked away and I slapped Brian in the back of the head. "Ow! What was that for?"

 "You can't just say that about a person. That obviously hurt her," I snapped at him.

 "She's a little nuts!" Brian softly yelled at me.

 "Brian, what if someone said something like that to you?" I asked him.

 "People do!" I saw the anger in his eyes. I softened up.

 "They do to me too you know?" I looked into his eyes and his eyes softened as well.

 "I'm sorry. I guess I did take it to far."

 "Damn right you did."