I sat up front next to John and the rest were in their original seats. Carl the janitor walked in. I like Carl as an old friend. His little radio was playing as he was minding his on business emptying the trash.
"Hey Brian, how you doing?"
Brian smiled and waved. He looked at me.
"Maria, long time no see!"
"Buenos dias Carl!"
He got back to work.
"Carl?"
"What?"
"Can I ask you a question?"
"Sure."
"How does on become a janitor?"
"You wanna be a janitor?"
"I just wanna know how one becomes a janitor. Because Andrew here is interested in pursuing a career in the custodial arts."
I snorted.
"Bender!" I giggled.
"You guys think I'm an untouchable peasant, serf, peon. Huh? Well, let me tell you something, cleaning up after shitheads like you has taught me a few things. I look through your letters, I look through your lockers, I'm the eyes an ears of this institution my friends. By the way, that clocks twenty minutes fast."
I saw John smile. That was actually the first genuine smile I have ever seen on this guy. It turned me on. Why did I think that!? He's a pothead and a bad influence.
"And Maria, say hi to your brother for me."
"You got it!"
Carl left.
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The Chola (A Breakfast Club Fanfic)
FanfictionA brain, athlete, basket case, princess, criminal, and a chola join together for Saturday detention.
