The Chola (A Breakfast Club Fanfic)

Family

We all fell asleep after about half an hour of not talking.

"Wake up!" Vernon yelled.

We didn't answer.

"Who has to go to the lavatory?"

All hands shot up. 

When we got back from the bathroom, John was ripping pages out of a book. I was with Brian.

"That's real intelligent," Andrew said.

"You're right. It's wrong to destroy literature. It's such fun to read."

He looks at the spine.

"Molay really pumps my nads."

"Moliere," Claire said.

"I love his work," Brian said.

John threw the book with the remaining pages in it at Brian.

"Knock it off cabron!" I shouted at John.

I whispered to Brian that he can like whatever he wants to.

"Big deal. Nothing to do when you're locked in a vacancy."

"Speak for yourself," Andrew said.

"Do you think I speak for you? I don't even know your language."

John got a drawer filled with cards in it and started unscrambling them.

"Hey, you're grounded tonight?" Andrew asked.

"Mom said I was."

"Well, there's a party a Stubbie's, his parents are out of town for the weekend. You up for it?" 

"I don't know. Mom said I was grounded and Dad told me to blow her off. Dad always tells me everything my mom tells me not to. It's like this monster deal, it's endless, a total drag. It's like any minute, divorce."

"Who do you like better?" John asked.

"What?"

"You like your old man better than your mom?"

"They're both screwed."

"I mean if you had to choose between them."

"I don't know. Probably go live with my brother. I don't think either one of them gives a shit about me. It's like they use me to get back at each other."

"Ha!"

Allison shouted out of nowhere. We all stared at her as she blew her bangs out of her face.

"Shut up!" 

"I think you're just feeling sorry for yourself," Andrew said.

"Well if I did nobody else would!"

"Aww, you're breaking my heart,"

"Sporto?" John asked Andrew

"What?"

"Do you get along with your parents?"

"If I say yes, I'm an idiot right?"

"Well, if you say you don't then you're a liar too."

John walked away but Andrew shoved him.

"You knw Bender, if we weren't in school right now I'd waste you."

John pointed his middle finger down.

"Do you hear this? You want me to turn it up?"

He pointed it up, flipping Andrew off. Brian walked to them.

"Fellas, I mean-"

They shove him out of the way.

"I don't like my parents either,  I don't get along with them, I mean their idea of parental compassion is, well, wacko you know."

John turned to Brian.

"Dork."

"What?"

"You're a parents wet dream ok?"

"That's the problem."

"Look, I can see you getting all bunged up for them making you wear these kind of clothes but face it, you're a neo maxi zoom dweebie. What would you be doing if you weren't out making yourself a better citizen?"

"Keep asking that question for yourself cabron! Why do you have to insult everyone around you!? Huh?"

I walked to John and Andrew.

"I'm just being honest chica."

"Don't call me that!"

"He's got a name," Andrew said about Brian.

"Everyone's got a name," I said.

"What's your name?"

"Brian," he said to Andrew.

"See?"

"My condolences," John said with sarcasm in his voice.

"What's yours?" Andrew asked me.

"Maria...I know, it's so Mexican." I grinned.

John walked to Claire.

"What's your name?" Claire asked.

"What's yours?"

"Claire."

"Claire?"

"Yeah, Claire. It's a family name."

"It's a fat girl's name."

"Oh thank you."

"You're welcome."

"I'm not fat!"

"Not at present but I can see you really pushing maximum density. You see, I'm not sure if you know this but there's two kinds of fat people. There's fat people who were born to be fat and there's fat people that were once thin but they became fat. So when you look at them you can sorta see that thin person inside. You're gonna get married, squeeze out a few puppies and then..."

John made a inflation noise. She flipped him off.

"Oh, an obscene finger gesture form such a pristine girl."

"I'm not that pristine!"

He bend down where he was almost in her face.

"Are you a virgin? I'll bet you a million dollars that you are. Let's end the suspense, there's gonna be a white wedding."

"Why don't you just shut up!"

"Have you ever kissed a guy on the mouth? Have you ever been felt up? Over the bra, under the blouse, shoes off, hoping to God your parents don't walk in."

"Aren't you going a bit too far with this subject cabron?" I asked.

He turned his body to me.

"How about you chica? Over the panties, no bra, blouse unbuttoned, Calvins in a ball in the front seat past eleven on a school night?" John asked as he was coming toward me as I kept backing away from him.

I slapped him.

"You're one sick son of a bitch, you know that cabron!?" I hissed.

"I'm just trying to help her?"

"Sexual harassment? How is that helping her? How is that help to you?"

He just looked at me.

"If I see you bullying anybody here in any shape or form, especially Brian. I'm gonna teach you a lesson you'll never forget! Brian is my best friend. You understand?"

"I'll make you a deal, You stop calling me cabron and I'll stop calling you chica, I won't bully Bri anymore. Deal?"

"Deal."

"Let's shake on it."

We shook hands.