The Chola (A Breakfast Club Fanfic)

All The Ruckus

Back in the library, I walked to Allison and sat by her. As soon as I did, Mr. Vernon and John walked in. He shoved him.

"Go on, get back in your seat! Mr. Wise Guy here has taken it upon himself to go to the gymnasium. I'm sorry to inform you, you'll be without his services for the rest of the day."

John sat down.

"BOO HOO."

"You think I'm joking!? Huh? Let me ask you something. What if your home...what if your family...what if your dope was on fire?"

"Impossible sir, it's in Johnson's underwear," John said.

We giggled.

"You think this is funny? You think this is cute? Let me tell y'all something, look at him, he's a bum. You wanna see something, you go see John Bender in five years, you'll see how goddamn funny he is!"

The look on John's face made me want to punch Dick right in the nose. He walked to John and got in his face.

"What's the matter John? You gonna cry? Come on, let's go."

He grabbed John by the arm.

"Hey keep your fucking hands off me!"

John got up and started walking.

"I expected better manners from you Dick."

John put his shades on Andrew and Claire's table.

"For better hallway vision," John said patting Andrew on the back.

Vernon followed John out. I was mad. I was so mad, I felt like punching a wall or something. I got up and walked to the door, I punched it repetitively. When I got done, my hand was bleeding, there was even a bit of blood on the door. My hand was hurting bad. I turned around, everyone was looking me wide eyed.

"What. The. Fuck," Claire said.

"I'll be ok. I just need some ice and a bandage."

Brian got up from his seat.

"Come on Maria, we're going to the nurse's office."

Me and Brian snuck out of the library. The nurse's office was just across the hall. Brian made an ice pack with a Ziploc baggie and some ice cubes. He cleaned the blood off my hand and patched it up. I held the ice pack on my hand on the way back to the library. I sat down at my original seat. We stayed silent for a minute.

"Maria?"

"What?"

I looked up and it was Claire.

"Why'd you punch the door?"

"I was mad at Vernon. He doesn't have the right to mentally abuse the students whether we're in detention or not. What he did to John crossed the line. God knows where he took him!"

"Do you like him?"

"Me? No! I do consider him a friend, more of a frenemie."

She nodded.

"Hey, do you hear something?" Brian asked.

I looked up at the ceiling to hear small thuds and mumbling. Then...

"Oh shit!"

John fell through the ceiling to the floor.

"Jesus Christ Almighty!" Vernon shouted.

John walked to us.

"Forgot my pencil."

We heard Vernon's footsteps. John got under Claire and Andrew's desk.

"What in God's name is going on here!? What was that ruckus?"

"What ruckus?" Andrew asked.

"I was in my office and I heard a ruckus."

"Could you describe the ruckus sir?" Brian asked.

"Watch your mouth young man, watch it."

I heard John hit his head under the table. Andrew knocked on the table, John knocked back, Andrew made a zipping noise for some reason.

"What was that? What in the world was that noise."

"Really sir, there wasn't any noise," Claire said.

I heard her moan quietly. I knew right then what he was up to under there. After Vernon left. John crawled out as Claire was slapping him on the back.

"It was an accident," John said.

"Bullshit!" I shouted.

"You're an asshole," Claire said.

"Sue me."

John got up and walked to Brian.

"So Ahab, can I have all my doobage?"

Brian got the bag of pot from his pants. John walked to the bag.

"Come on wasteoid, you're not gonna blaze up in here!" Andrew said.

Soon, all of us were in the back of the library.