" What do you say we close that door?" Bender says and then sit on the railing of the ramp. "Can't have any kind of party with Vernon checking us out every few seconds."
"You know the door's supposed to stay open."
"Brian shut up."
"So what?"
"So why don't you just shut up? There's five other people in here, you know?" Andrew argues.
"God, you can count. I knew you had to be smart to be a wrestler." Bender says sarcastically.
"Who the hell are you to judge anybody anyway?"
"Really."
"You know, know Bender, you don't even count. If you just disappear forever, it wouldn't make any difference. You may not even exist at this school." You can see a flash of hurt in his eyes, but bit quickly goes away.
"That was rude Andrew." But he just ignored me.
"Well, I'll run right out enjoying the wrestling team." They just laughed. "Maybe the prepclub, too. Student council."
"No. They wouldn't take you."Andrew says.
"I'm hurt."
"You know why guys like you knock everything?"
I roll my eyes and say. "This should be stunning." And she just continues.
"because you're afraid."
"Oh, God. You richies are so smart. That's exactly why I'm not heavy in activities." John says back.
"You're a big coward."
Then I here my brother say, "I'm in the math club."
"You're afraid that they won't take you, you don't belong, so you dump all over it."
"Well, it wouldn't have anything to do with you activities, people being assholes would it?" I just laughed at that.
"Well, you wouldn't know. You don't even know any of us."
"Well, I don't know any lepers either,but I'm not gonna run out and join one of their fucking clubs." John sussed back.
"Hey, let's watch the mouth, huh?"
"I'm in the physics club, too."
" Excuse me, sec. What are you babbling about?"
"What I said was that. I'm in the Math Club, the Latin Club, and the Physics Club. Physics Club. Brian says. Bender bends down and says.
"Hey. Cherry." She looks at him.
"Do you belong to the physics club?""That's an academic club."
"So?" She rolls her eyes.
" So, Academic clubs aren't the same as other kinds of clubs."
"But to dorks like him they are."
"Hey, don't call him a dork!"
"Fine, babe. What clubs are you in?"
"French."
"Okay. What do you guys do in your club?" He asks Brian.
"In physics, well, we talk about physics. Properties of physics." He says.
"So it's sort of social. Demented and sad, but social, right?"
" I have to agree. It is a little sad." I mummble.
"I guess you could consider it a social situation. I mean, there are other children in my club. And at the end of the year, we have... We have a big banquet at the Hilton." Brian explains.
"You load up. You party."
"No. We get dressed up, but we don't get high."
" Only burners like you get high." Claire says. Brian just keeps on talking.
"And I didn't have any shoes, so so I had to borrow my dad's. It's weird 'cause my mom doesn't like me to wear other people shoes. My cousin Kent... My cousin Kendall from Indiana, he got high once. And, you know, he's started eating ,like, a really weird foods. Then he felt like he didn't belong anywhere, kind of like the twilight zone, kind of." I smiled.
"Kind of like you."
"You guys keep up your talking and Vernon's gonna come in. I got to meet this Saturday, and I'm not gonna miss it on account of you bone heads." Andrew says.
"Oh, and wouldn't that bite? Missing a whole wrestling meet?" Bender joked.
" You wouldn't know anything about it, faggot. You never competed in your whole life." Bender started fake crying.
"Oh. I know. I feel all empty inside because of it. I have such a deep admiration for a guys who roll on the floor was other guys." I laughed at that, and sporto looked at me than back at Bender.
"You'd never mids it. You don't have any goals."
"Oh, but I do. I want to be just like you. I figure all I need's a lobotomy and some tights."
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The biker (The Breakfast Club) John Bender
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