The Chola (A Breakfast Club Fanfic)

I Wanna Be An Airborne Ranger

We snuck out of the library.

"How do we know where Vernon went?" Claire asked.

"I don't."

"How do you know when he'll be back?"

"I don't. Being bad feels pretty good huh?"

We kept walking until I heard this:

"You ask me one more question I'm beating the shit out of you!" Andrew said.

"Sorry," Brian said.

I turned around to face them.

"You got a problem with Bri asking questions cabron!? I didn't think so!"

Soon, we were at John's locker. Me and him happened to be locker neighbors. John opened it and a small guillotine dropped and fell on a shoe, chopping the front off of it.

"Slob," Andrew said.

"My maid's on vacation."

John got a brown paper bag and unwrapped it until a bag of pot came out.

"Drug," Brian said.

"Screw that Bender put it back!" Andrew said.

"That boy's got marijuana!"

Brian kept exclaiming the fact that John had pot as we walked back.

"We'll cross through the lab then we'll double back."

"Fine. If Vernon cuts us off, it's your fault asshole."

We kept walking until we saw Vernon. Walking turned into running around in the halls to avoid Vernon. We stopped.

"Hold it! We have to go through the cafeteria," John said.

"No man the activities hall!"

"You don't know what you're talking about!"

"No, you don't know what you're talking about!"

Allison squeaked and they stopped.

"We're going this way, we're through listening to you!" Andrew said as he walked away.

We followed. 

We walked until we were at a dead end.

"Shit!"

"Great idea jack off!"

"Fuck you."

"Fuck you, why didn't you listen to John?" Claire said.

"We're dead," Brian said.

"No, just me."

John stuck his bag of pot down Brian's pants.

"Get back to the library, keep your unit off it."

John ran down the hall.

"I wanna be an airborne ranger!" He sang at the top of his lungs for Vernon to hear.

"Let's go! Vaminos! Vaminos!" I said.