Whatever! Book One: Freshman Year

Episode 4: The Breakfast Clubs

(Daichi's POV)

I could tell that Ayame liked Atsuko. But that doesn't matter. After school we all decided to go to Atsu's place every Saturday, Wednesday, and Monday unless there was an event on another day. I liked the idea, not that I like anything, as Atsuko would say. Today was a Wednesday.
"Hiya Dork-Chi!" Ryu said as he shoved me down. I turned around and threw something no bigger than a grain of sand at Ryu's neck. It latched itself to the neck and Ryu just kept on walking.
"I'm an evil genius," I said to myself and I gave an emotionless evil laugh.

(John's POV)

I saw Daichi throw something at Ryu and then give an evil laugh. I thought it was kind of creepy. I was excited to see the clubhouse for the first time today. The day passed on with a bunch of boring stuff except one time in 6th period. All of a sudden I saw Ryu collapse out of his chair and start spasming.
"Hahahahahahaha!" Everyone started laughing. Only the teacher was concerned.
Later that day I walked up to Daichi and asked him what he had thrown at Ryu earlier.
"It was a remote controlled shock device that shocks the wearer a ton. Never enough to kill though," he explained.
"You're twisted."

(Atsuko's POV)

After the day was over, Ayame and I had to serve our detention. We arrived at the library and I saw that John, Daichi, Craig, and Maria had also gotten detention. A couple of the football guys were also there. Great, I thought.
"So why are you guys here?" Ayame asked.
"I got in a fight," Craig said.
"I was chewing gum," Maria said chewing on a piece of gum.
"I'm here for no exact reason. I just felt I should be here with you guys," John said. Classic John.
"I'm here because I probed Ryu Hibiki with a dangerous micro shock collar," said Daichi.
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Craig spoke up, "So... Why don't we discuss where we're going to put the clubhouse."
"The clubhouse can go in Atsu's Yard," the rest of the guys said in unison.
"So do I get a say in this?" I asked.
"Nope."
"Whatcha talkin' 'bout, Hellfire?" The football guys asked. I guess they started to call me Hellfire since I beat the crap outta that one guy. He was actually expelled.
"My new house," I sort of lied. I would be selling my trailer and moving all of my stuff into the clubhouse.
"Hey Hellfire, do you remember the time when you got our best quarterback expelled? We didn't appreciate that! You punk ass bitch! You could handle one guy just fine, but what'll you do against all of us?" The guys rushed me.
"Hey now! No need for violence." I leaned out of the way of one guy and slid between another guy's legs. I swept my leg under his feet and took him down. The last one tried to tackle me and I jumped off his head to counter.
I didn't really know how to fight, I just did it by instinct. Never mind. That was a lie, my dad died in the war in the Middle East, but I learned a couple of tricks from him.
The only guy who I hadn't taken down just got on his knees and apologized to me for trying to beat me up.
"It's fine. Hey! Do guys want to join my club?" I asked trying to make new friends.
"Sorry. We're already with the White Dragons," the jock said.
"Do the White Dragons have Wi-Fi, fully furnished housing and a kitchen, oh and three bedrooms and electricity?" I questioned.
"No. Thank you kindly for the offer, but we owe loyalty to the White Dragons," Ronny said. That was his name.
"You owe loyalty Ryu?" I asked. Who in the hell could owe loyalty Ryu Hibiki?
"No. We owe loyalty to the people who founded the White Dragons in Boston. We had a game there one day and our bus crashed bad on a back road, no one was around. These guys and I got hurt. I had a piece of rusty shrapnel in my ribs and shoulder. Geoff over here got a screw through his foot. Justin, right next to Geoff, broke his collar bone. We limped away and tried to find a hospital for everyone when we were found by a couple of White Dragons. We brought them back to the bus wreck and every member, who were adults, brought their cars and took us to the hospital. We became White Dragons when we found out about the club extension in NYC," Ronny told me.
"Okay. Well if you ever change your mind, we'll be happy to let you join," I replied.
"FYI. Ryu isn't even near leadership of the White Dragons in NYC. He's just a grunt basically, I mean if that's what you would call it," Justin said as he sat back in his chair.
Craig stood out of his chair and plugged his iPod into the iHome on the teacher's desk and played "Crazy Train" by Ozzie Osbourne on the highest setting.
"Sweet!" I got up on the desk and played the air-guitar solo.
"Yeah!!!" John said, laughing and clapping.
"Wooh!!" Ayame said, also laughing. She started to cough and cough and cough.
"Hahaha! The chicks... cannot hold... the laughter!" Geoff said, also applauding my stellar performance.
"Alrighty then." Maria stood up and stated dancing to the song. She was on the school dance squad.
When the song was over, Maria stopped dancing and I jumped off the table.
"I don't know about you guys, but I think that was the best air-guitar solo in the history of everything," I announced.
"You're so conceited Atsu, you're so conceited!" John said, realizing that we were making fun off the movie, The Breakfast Club.
"Guys. I need my tool box. Way too much stimulation for me," Daichi said. I had totally forgotten about him.
"I understand. Alright guys, let's get Daichi's tools. He's freaking out," I said. I glanced at Daichi and found him slamming his head into his desk. Up... Down!... Up... Down!
"Be careful. Mrs. McCroacher is in the hallways," Ronny told me. Mrs. McCroacher is the school librarian. She's a widower. All of her husband were super rich, but they all disappeared mysteriously. And don't forget, she's a bitch.
"Thanks, Ronny." We walked out the door and check for a Croacher. None. We continued down the hallway. We made our way to Daichi's locker. Craig had started playing the theme from "The Breakfast Club" on his iPod. I opened the locker, but no tools.
"Where are they?" Ayame asked. Everyone else looked confused too except for John.
"He keeps them in the ceiling above his locker," John said, "He told me."
Great! I thought. I climbed the locker and up to the ceiling. I moved the ceiling tile and I climb up into our schools ceiling. "Guys! Go back to the library!" I ordered, "I'll just crawl back to the room in the rafters." I found the toolbox. I grabbed it's handle and pulled it in the direction of the library.
After about 20 minutes of crawling I heard my friends' voices below me. Library! I thought. I broke through the tile and crashed onto the floor.
"Hey Atsuko," everyone said. Daichi picked up his toolbox and sat back down. No one even cared that I just fell twenty feet onto my back.
"It's okay... I'm fine," I said, still lying on my back. I stood up and walked back to my seat next to Daichi. He had started tinkering with his tools and it looked like he was making... a robot? Whatever, I didn't care. I kicked back in my seat and fell asleep.
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I was woken up by Ayame when the detention period ended. I left the school with my friends and we all went home. Craig said he had guitar practice, John wanted a sandwich, Maria went with Craig, Ayame got into her mom's car. I waved bye to everyone, and when I waved to Ayame, I saw her blush through her car window. Whatever that means. I walked across the football field with Daichi to the bike rack and raised both hands into the air to stretch and yawn. The camera paused right there.
"Really? This wasn't supposed to be exactly like the Breakfast Club!" I shouted at 'them' ,"Oh well. Whatever."
I went home and took a nap.