The Breakfast Club - Stranger Things

Chapter 6

Quick Authors Note: The 'f' slur is used in this book - but know that I would never use it in real life. Most all of the dialogue lines in this book are take directly from the script. It just so happens that slur was used so freely when this was written.

Apologies in advance to anyone whom it may offend.

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Her laughter scattered through the room, finding the topic of conversation pointless yet good enough to find a way to voice her dreaded opinion of Finn.

The sound of her giggles however, once again alerted Caleb, reminding him of the fact that their Principal was in hearings' range.

"Look, you guys keep up your talking and Harbour's gonna come right in here," he looked around the group, a serious look on his face, implying it wasn't a joke anymore.

"I got a meet this Saturday and I'm not gonna miss it on account of you boneheads..."

"Oh wouldn't that bite," letting out a fake moan of agony towards the boy, Finn continued,

"Missing a whole wrestling meet!"

"Well, you wouldn't know anything about it faggot! You never competed in your whole life!"

"Oh I know..." his mock hurt tone was once again, unmistakable in his words,

"I feel all empty inside because of it. I have such a deep admiration for guys that roll around on the floor with other guys!"

"Ahhhh... you'd never miss it. You don't have any goals"

"Oh, but I do!" Finn pouted, acting as if he was offended.

"Yeah?," he urged the guy to continue, not believing his words.

"I wanna be just. like. you! I figure all I need's a lobotomy and some tights!"

'You wear tights?' Noah interest peaked after hearing the ridiculous statement.

"No I don't wear tights, I wear the required uniform..."

"Tights," Gaten smirked.

"Shut up!"

A rustling sound came from outside of the room, which the children assumed was from the Principal. The noise caused Finn to slide into the seat between Caleb and Millie, the latter two looking over at the delinquent, slightly fazed by his sudden movement. Finn folded his arms in front of him, upon the desk, mimicking Noah's movements, his posture absurdly straight.

The piercing blue eyes that crept round the door, stared judgementally at the 6, particularly Finn, before slyly edging back around the frame. As the eyes left the view of those in the room, Finn rose to his feet and let them carry him towards the door that had just previously been closed.

"You know there's not s'posed to be any monkey business," Noah craned his neck towards the lanky figure pacing towards the door, timidly repeating the phrase that the headmaster had repeated only half an hour ago.

The frame of said lanky boy, turned slowly towards Noah, an accusing finger pointing at the small boy, as a sudden stern voice erupted from Finn,

"Young man... have you finished your paper?"

A small laugh at his own humour, is what then made Finn turn back towards the door, so he could complete his original task. Having reached the mahogany wood, he looked around the corridor cautiously, eyeing out for any particularly nosy people- or just the headmaster - and if they were around.

And then with a swift flick of his wrist, a screw fell into the palm of his hands.

"Oh what are you going to do?" Millie shoved her head into her hands, not wanting to know his delirious plan after seeing the rusty old metal, resting upon the boy's hand.

"Drop dead," Caleb chimed in.

"I hope," a small mutter echoed from behind the kids, resonating from Sadie at the back as the other 5 looked round in surprise at her first few words.

Woahhhhhh what a surprise, I actually updated :) even though it's short

You should no joke be proud of me though, school is hard wtf :/

I make no promises but I'll be back soon, I haven't forgotten this book yet :)