The Breakfast Club ~Magcon~

Chapter 6

Jack's POV
"Why is that door closed?!", he repeated
"How are we supposed to know? We're not suppose to move right?", I spoke up, I basically had my head down the whole time
One smirk or smile on my face and Vernon will know that I did it

"Why?", he asked looking at Queenie
"We were just sitting here", she said "Like we're supposed to"

"Who closed that door!", he asked the nerd, he looked up and motioned to himself in question

"I think a screw fell out of it", I said

"It just closed sir", Matt said

"Who?!", he asked the girl in the back, she squeaked and buried her head in the table, her hood collapsed the same.

"She doesn't talk, sir", I said
"Give me that screw", Vernon said
"I don't have it"
"You want me to yank you out of that seat and shake it out of you?", he said
"I don't have it! Screws fall out all the time, the world's an imperfect place", I lied
"Give it to me Gilinsky", he commanded
"Excuse me sir, why would anyone any to steal a screw?", Queenie asked interrupting the conversation
"Watch it young lady!", he said pointing a sharp finger at her
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Vernon started looking for something to hold the door open. He picked up a fold-up chair, pulling the door open and lining it against the edge.
"The door's way too heavy sir", I said
Vernon let go of the door, it slid across the threshold and the chair spun its way into the hall.
"Damn it!", Mr Vernon said
I turned to see the girl in the back letting her hood to see what was going on.

I snickered to myself watching him fail repeatedly trying to keep the door open.

"Matthew Espinosa!", he shouted "Get up here! C'mon, front and center. Let's go.", he ordered
Matt sighed and got up, Mr Vernon pointed to the magazine stand which was heavy and stable, although it was quite large for the door way.
"Hey how come Matthew gets to get up?", I asked, "if he gets up, we'll all get up! It'll be anarchy!"

Vernon took one side of the stand, keeping it off the floor, carrying it toward the hall. "Watch the magazines", he said as Matt held onto one of the slots.
I tightened my cheeks, watching Matt trying to get through the gap in between the stand and the twin doors. Slipping down, he looked like he was doing a split.

"That's very clever sir", I started "But what there's a fire? I think violating fire codes and endangering the lives of children would be unwise at this juncture in your career"

Mr Vernon then shakes his head acting as if it was Matt's fault. "What are you doing with this?", he asked "What is this, c'mon. Get this out of here for God's sake."
The nerd turned to me and pointed to both ends of the room. "Well, you know the school comes equipped with two fire exits at either end of the library.", he said

I glared at him "Show Dick some respect!", I said

Vernon patted Matt on the back and escorted him, "Let's go, back to your seat!", he said
Matt sat back at his table and pushed his chair in a little.
"I expected more from a varsity letterman.", Vernon said

"You're not fooling anybody Gilinsky. The next screw that's gonna fall out is gonna be you.", he said

I sighed, leaning back into my chair.
"Eat my shorts", I muttered

Vernon turned around "What was that?", he asked

I put my around the fold of my chair.
"Eat...my...shorts!", I repeated

"You just bought yourself another Saturday mister", he said

I winced and shut my eyes, "Oh I'm crushed", I said

"You just bought one more, right there", he said

"Well I'm free the Saturday after that, beyond that I'm gonna have to check my calendar!", I said

"Good, cause it's going to be filled", he said "we'll keep going, you want another one? Just say the word! Instead of going to prison, you'll come here. Are you through?"

"No", I said

"I'm doing society a favor"

"So?"

"That's another one, right now. I've got you for the rest of your natural born life if you don't watch your step, you want another?"

"Yes", I replied

"You got it! You got another one, right there! That's another one pal!"

"Cut it out!", Queenie shouted, I looked at her, "stop" she mouthed

"You through?", Vernon asked

I couldn't go down without a fight

"Not even close bud!", I growled

"Good, you got one more, right there!"

"You really think I give a shit?"

"Another", he said "You through"

"How many is that?", I asked

"That's seven including the one when we first came in, when you asked Mr Vernon here if Barry Manilow knew that he raided his closet", the nerd said putting his pen down and putting seven fingers up

"Now it's eight. And you stay out of it"

Damn pricks

"Excuse me sir its seven", he said

"Shut up peewee", Vernon said

The nerd nodded and put his head down

Vernon looked back at me once more, putting his hands in a bull motion, using his pointer and pinky fingers. "You're mine, Gilinsky", he announced, "For two months, I got ya"

I sighed, taking a breath
"What can I say? I'm thrilled.", I replied

"Oh I'm sure that's exactly what you want these people to believe. You know something. You ought to spend a little more time doing something with yourself and a little less time trying to impress people. You might be better off."

I screwed my face and nodded, looking away from "the bull"

"Alright now that's it! I'm going to be right outside those doors. The next time I have to come in here, I'm cracking skulls", Vernon said, I mouthed his last refrain

He started towards the door and opened and right before he stepped out into the hallway, he turned back to teasing me with the bull hand motion, then he walked out the room letting the door slam behind him

"FUCK YOU!", I shouted as loud as I could

I sat back in my seat, gritting my teeth
"Fuck", I muttered
I could care less about detention for the next 2 months I'm just worried that if my dad finds out, I'm fucked

A/N I took me a while to write this, I was gonna finish it yesterday but I was busy and when I tried to finish it last night i fell asleep so yeah finally finished