The Rebel and The Criminal (The Breakfast Club Story)

Chapter 4) Academics Aren't the Same

Chapter 4)Academics Aren't the Same

"Scumbag" Andrew mumbles to himself. I then got taken off guard as Bender stands up and he jumps on to the railing that was right next to the two populars table. "What do you say we close that door. We can't have any kind of party with Vernon checking us out every few seconds." He turned his head towards me. "How about you Newbie? Want to have a good time?" He gave me a smirk. I couldn't help but sense a bit of flirting going on. What was weirder was the fact that I actually liked it.

"Well, you know the door's supposed to stay open" The Brain responds.

"So what?" I did have to agree with Bender on this one. I would much rather have it so we weren't being watched every second. It was bad enough we had to be here all day, but if we didn't have to be watched like animals in a cage it would make it bearable.

"So why don't you just shut up! There's five other people in here you know?" Andrew interrupted my thoughts.

"God, you can count. See! I knew you had to be smart to be a... a wrestler."

"Who the hell are you to judge anybody anyway?" Andrew questioned Bender.

"Really" Clair interjected.

Andrew continued. "You know, Bender... you don't even count. I mean if you disappeared forever it wouldn't make any difference. You may as well not even exist at this school." I was in shock about what had just came out of Andrews mouth.

"Harsh!" I spoke up from the back of the room. That was really mean to say to anyone, even if it was directed to Bender who has been nothing but trouble. Bender looked over to me a bit shocked that someone was actually standing up for him in a way. He smirked and then turned his attention back to Andrew.

"Well... I'll just run right out and join the wrestling team." Claire and Andrew share a laugh. "Maybe the prep club too! Student council"

Andrew stopped him mid sentence, "No, they wouldn't take you"

"I'm hurt"

Claire then decides to get in on the conversation. "You know why guys like you knock everything?"

"Oh, this should be stunning" Bender mumbles to himself.

"It's cause you're afraid." I couldn't help but scoff at what Claire just said. She couldn't not be serious about this whole conversation.

"Oh, God! You richies are so smart, that's exactly why I'm not heavy in activities!" I could sense so much sarcasm in Bender's voice.

"You're a big coward!" Claire states. I get amusement from her. She thinks she is such a badass, but I think deep down she is the coward. I turn around when I hear a noise from behind me.

"I'm in the math club.." The Brain says, but I think I am the only one that heard him.

"See you're afraid that they won't take you. You don't belong so you just have to dump all over it." Claire continues.

"Well... it wouldn't have anything to do with you activities people being assholes, now would it?"

"Well you wouldn't know...You don't even know any of us."

Bender leans forward from where he was sitting on the railing. " Well, I don't know any lepers either, but I'm not gonna run out and join one of their fucking clubs."

"Hey let's watch the mouth, huh?" Andrew says directing it to Bender. Then I heard the Brain speak up again.

"I'm in the physics club too" This time I can tell that I am not the only one that heard him.

"S'cuse me a sec" Bender says to Claire. He is then talking to the Brain directly. "What are you babbling about?"

"Well, what I said was, I'm in the math club, the Latin club and the physics club...physics club."

It was like the Brain gave more fuel to the fire and he didn't know it, but I could sense it. Bendere then looked back at Claire. "Hey, Cherry, do you belong to the physics club?"

"That's an academic club"

"So?"

"So, academic clubs aren't the same as other kinds of clubs." I was getting really sick of Claire's attitude. I thought Bender was bad, but I stand corrected. Claire was much worse.

"Oh, but to dorks like him," Bender starts and points to the Brain, "they are." He then talks directly to the Brain. "What do you guys do in your club?"

"In physics, um, we, um, we talk about physics, about properties of physics."

"So it's sorta social, demented and sad, but social. Right?"

"Yeah, well, I guess you could consider it a social situation. I mean there are other children in my club and, uh, at the end of the year we have, um, you know, a big banquet, at the, uh, at the Hilton."

"You load up, you party" Bender said.

"Well, no, we get dressed up, I mean, but, we don't, we don't get high."

"Only burners like you get high" Claire interjections like always and looks at Bender. I take slight offense to this. Granted I don't do it every waking hour of every day, but I have personally have been known to dabble in the art of Kush.

The Brain continued. "And, uh, I don't have any shoes. So I had to borrow my dad's. It was kinda weird cause my mom doesn't like me to wear other people's shoes. And, uh, my cousin Kent, my cousin Kendall from, uh, Indiana, he got high once and you know, he started eating like really weird foods. And, uh, and then he just felt like he didn't belong anywhere. You know, kinda like, you know 'Twilight Zone' kinda."

Claire looked back over at Bender. "Sounds like you"

"Look, you guys keep up your talking and Vernon's gonna come right in here. I got a meet this Saturday and I'm not gonna miss it on account of you boneheads." Andrew states.

"Oh and wouldn't that be a bite" Bender says in a mocking tone. "Missing a whole wrestling meet!"

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

Bender pretended to be hurt by Andrews insult. "Oh, I know, 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!"

"Ahhh, you'd never miss it. You don't have any goals." Andrew said. I could sense that he was trying to put on an 'I don't care facade.'

"Oh, but I do!"

"Yeah?"

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

I try to hold back my laughter at this comment. It was true Wrestlers pretty much wore tights and hugged other men in tights. I could tell that the Brain seemed to be interested in this part of the conversation too. "You wear tights?" He asked.

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

"Tights!" I decided to speak up from the back of the room. I couldn't help but laugh at this. Claire and Bender looked over at me. I could tell they were both also trying to hold in their laughter.

"Shut up!" Andrew yelled in my direction. I heard Vernon make movement from across the hall and I saw Bender quickly sit down at the empty seat between Claire and Andrew. I couldn't help but admire that Bender did have an attractive quality to him. But god what was I thinking he was nothing but trouble.