𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐛𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐤𝐟𝐚𝐬𝐭 𝐜𝐥𝐮𝐛™️ [✓]

eight

"leave her alone." says a voice. it was andrew.

hearing the threat, bender slowly stands and faces andrew.

"i said leave her alone!"

"you gonna make me?"

"uh yeah...!"

bender hops on to the table in front of him, and uses the other tables to get to where andrew is standing. "you and how many of your friends?" he says.

"just me—just you and me. two hits. me hitting you, and you hitting the floor! anytime you're ready, pal!"

bender goes to hit him, but andrew gets bender down on the ground with a wrestling move.

"i don't wanna get into to this with you man.." bender mumbles.

andrew continues to gets up.

"why not?"

bender gets up. "'cause i'd kill you...it's real simple. i'd kill you.. and your fucking parents would sue me and it would be a big mess and i don't care enough about you to bother."

"chicken shit." andrew turns and walks away. bender takes out a switchblade and opens it. he then stabs the switchblade into a chair.

"let's end this right now. you don't talk to her, you don't look at her, and you don't even think about her! you understand me?" andrew makes himself clear.

"i'm trying to help her!" bender responds.

carl, the janitor, then enters the library.

"brian, how you doing?" he asks.

"your dad works here?" bender jokes. "uh, carl?"

"what?"

"can i ask you a question?" bender questions.

"sure..." he shakes his head.

"how does one become a janitor?"

"you wanna be a janitor?" carl rises his eyebrows.

"no i just wanna know how one becomes a janitor, because andrew here, is very interested in pursuing a career in the custodial arts." bender points to the boy.

"oh really?" carl goes along with the joke, considering he's not stupid.

andrew annoyingly glares at bender.

"you guys think i'm some untouchable peasant, serf, peon? yeah?" carl says. "maybe so. but following a broom around after shitheads like you for the last eight years, i've learned a couple things. i look through all your letters, look through your lockers. i listen to your conversations—you don't know that, but i do. i am the eyes and the ears of this institution my friends." carl starts to leave but then stops. "by the way, that's clocks 20 minutes fast." then leaves the library with that.