The Chola (A Breakfast Club Fanfic)

Club Convo

After a few seconds of silence, I heard clicking noises coming from the back. I turned around and realized it was Allison biting her nails. I noticed everybody else staring at her. She noticed us staring, widened her eyes, then got back to biting her nails.

"You keep eating your hand you're not gonna be hungry for lunch," John said.

She spat a piece of nail at him.

"I've seen you before you know."

John pointed at her. I laid my head down out of boredom.

"I've seen you too...chica."

I sat up.

"No shit cabron, I see you at school and we got history class together."

"I hate history."

"You hate all your classes."

I smiled.

"I saw you and your boyfriend at the store."

"He's my brother, not my boyfriend."

"Oh yeah, you two look so much alike, not," he said with a hint of sarcasm.

After a few seconds of silence, Brian started mumbling to himself.

"Who do I think I am?...Who are you? Who am I?...I'm a walrus."

I tried so hard not to laugh. I turned around to see Brian sticking his pen up his nose. He looked at me in embarrassment. I saw John glaring at him. Brian faced forward in his seat and pretended nothing happened. Brian took his coat off and realized John was taking his off too. Brian was even more embarrassed.  Brian put his back on as John continued to take his off and glared at Brian like the bully he was.

"It's the shits huh?" Brian said to John.

"Go easy on him Bender."

John turned around to face Andrew and Claire, crumpled up his paper and threw it in their direction. I got so bored, I fell asleep. I woke up to this:

"Why don't we close that door, we'll have a party without Vernon checking on us every few seconds."

John was sitting on the rail.

"You know the door's supposed to stay open," Brian said.

"So what?"

"So why don't you just shut up! There's five other people in here you know," Andrew said.

"God you can count! I knew you had to be smart to be a wrestler."

"Who are you to judge anyway?"

"Really," Claire said.

"You know Bender, you don't even count. You could disappear forever and it wouldn't make any difference. You may as well not even exist at this school."

Andrew took it way too far, I saw hurt in Bender's eyes.

"Now that was mean cabron! Bender may be sarcastic and rude but what you just said crossed the line."

"Let me say something to you chola! I'm not scared of you. You know over half of the school made it clear you're not welcome here. Go back to Mexico where you belong!"

I stood up and walked to Andrew.

"Listen cabron, I was born here ok? So don't go judging people because they look and sound different!"

"What does cabron mean?" Claire asked.

"It's Spanish for asshole, dumbass, stuff like that. Andrew's a good example of that if he keeps up his tough guy act."

She nodded.

I sat next to John. He smiled at me.

"Thanks," he whispered.

I nodded.

"I'll just run right out and join the wrestling team...maybe the prep club too, student council," John said.

"Nah, they wouldn't take you," Andrew said.

"I'm hurt," John said with sarcasm.

"You know guys like you knock everything?" Claire asked.

"Oh this should be stunning."

"It's cause you're afraid."

"Gosh, you richies are so smart that's why I'm not heavy in activities."

"How would you know? You don't know any of us."

"Well I don't know any lepers either but I'm not gonna run out and join one of their fucking clubs.'"

"Let's watch the mouth huh?"

"I'm in the math club," Brian said out of nowhere.

I walked to Brian.

"I'm not really fond of math."

"I understand."

"It's easy but I don't wanna do it in a club."

Brian looked at the rest of them.

"I'm in the physics club too."

"Excuse me a sec. What are you babbling about?" John asked.

"What I said was that I was in the math club, the latin club, and the physics club...physics club."

John turned to Claire.

"Hey cherry? Do you belong to the physics club?"

"That's an academic club."

"So."

"Academic clubs are no different than any other types of clubs."

"Ah, but to dorks like him, they are."

John pointed to Brian.

"Don't call him a dork. How would you feel if I called you a useless freeloader or a failure or a cock sucker?"

"Well, how would you feel if I called you a taco eating, fake ass tough girl?"

I stood up about ready to kick his ass but Brian stopped me.

"Calm down, he's not worth it!"

John smirked in victory.

I calmed down for Brian and nobody else. We heard stirring outside. John rushed to sit in between Andrew and Claire. He got up and started walking towards the door.

"You know there's not supposed to be any monkey business," Brian said.

"Young man, have you finished your paper?" John imitated Dick.

John was undoing the screws on the door.

"Come on Bender, don't screw around!" Andrew said.

"What're you gonna do?" Claire asked.

"Drop dead I hope."

"Hijo de puta," I said.

Translation: Son of a bitch.

Andrew glared at me. John came back with the screws. He walked to me.

"Hold this for me chica."

I stuffed them down my bra.

"Very funny now fix it!" Andrew said.

"Am I genius?"

"No, you're an asshole!"

"What a funny guy! Come on, shh! I've been here before I know what I'm doing."

Andrew and John kept arguing until John screamed for him to shut up.

"God dammit!"

Vernon heard us. Here we go.