Bender's twin sister (The Breakfast Club fanfic)

CHAPTER SEVEN

I was joking around with Brian until Andrew and John's argument became too big and my crush decided that we should intervene.

We walked up to the two guys and Johnson spoke up while putting a hand on each of the guys's shoulders.

"Hey fellas, I mean..." he interrupted himself when Andrew pushed him away, before starting talking again, "...I don't like my parents either, I don't... I don't get along with them... their idea of parental compassion is just, you know, wacko!"

"Don't say that, Genius Boy, maybe you don't get along, but I'm sure they love you and you love them." I said.

"Coming from the girl who said she hated both of her parents minutes ago." scoffed the princess.

"That's different." I spat, glaring at the prom queen.

Claire is confusing, she's friendly one minute and the next she's being a bitch.

Before she could respond, my brother brought back the attention on him and Brian.

"Dork, you're a parent's wet dream, okay?"

'Not just his parent's...' I thought with a smirk on my face.

"Well, that's a problem!" the brain responded, bringing me out of my daydream.

I'm sure it is, he must have a lot of pression to be the perfect kid with the perfect grades... it must suck, but at least that means they care about him. 

"Look, I can see you getting all bunged up for them making you wear these kinda 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?" ranted John.

"John Bender! That's enough, that comment was totally unnecessary." I stated with a hard look on my face.

My brother muttered an apology to Brian, making me smile in victory, but of course Andrew had to add something just to fuck things up.

"Why do you have to insult everybody?"

"Oh, c'mon, he apologised, get along guys!" I exclaimed.

"I'm being honest, asshole! I would expect you... to know the difference!" retorted my brother, completly ignoring me.

"Yeah, well, he's gotta name!" Andrew said back.

"Yeah?"

"Yeah." the jock turned to Brian, "What's your name?"

"Are you shitting me? You don't even know his name?" I scoffed.

I walked away, no bothering to say anything else. It was pretty ridiculous, Andrew wanted to defend Brian, but he didn't even know his fucking name! 

I decided to work on my other song, the one about Brian, and just ignore everything that was going on around me. 

Not long after I settled down at Brian's table, where all my stuff was, he joined me, leaving an empty seat between us once he spotted the open notebook on the desk. I gave him a small smile in appreciation before focusing on my song again. 

I tried to concentrate, I really did. But I constently felt Brian fidget next to me and John wasn't shutting up anytime soon. So I decided to finish my song later, I was almost done anyway.

I closed my notebook and took the seat right next to my crush, I may as well be social if I can't get my shit done.

"Okay, what's bothering you, Genius boy?" I questioned with a smirk playing on my lips.

"Uh, b-bothering me? Nothing, nothing's bothering me... why would you ask that?"

"I don't know, you keep moving around and you look kinda uncomfortable, so I assumed something was bothering you..." I explained.