The Breakfast Club (COMPLETED)

Prologue

"Mr Summers? Mr Summers?" The teacher repeated, getting Virgil's attention.

"Yes Miss?" Virgil asked quietly.

"Can you answer the question on the board?"

"No."

"Can you try?"

"No."

"Have you even looked at the question?"

"No." Virgil answered truthfully. His teacher sighed and wrote him a detention slip.

"Mr Summers, that is a morning detention for Saturday." She said, handing over the slip.

"Alright. Not like I've got anything to do." Virgil muttered, shoving the detention slip in his backpack.

***

"Weed was found in his bag, headmaster."

"Well of course it was found in my bag, I was going to fucking smoke it." Remus said, yawning and putting his feet on the headmaster's desk.

The headmaster sighed. "Remus, that's a detention on Saturday."

"Oh fuck off." Remus huffed, grabbing his bag.

"Remus, you cannot get out of this."

Remus flipped the headmaster off as he left the room.

***

Roman jolted awake, looking up to see a royally pissed off teacher glaring at him.

"What?" He asked, rubbing sleep out of his eyes.

"Roman, is there any particular reason why you fell asleep in my lesson?"

"Hmmm, because this is boring as shit?" Roman asked innocently. The teacher looked like she was going to explode.

"That is a detention tonight, Mr Winston."

"Can't, I've got play rehearsal."

"Very well, detention tomorrow then."

"Miss, tomorrow's Saturday!" Roman protested.

"That's not my problem."

Roman growled as he snatched the detention slip from the teacher and stuffed it in his bag.

***

"And in conclusion- Yes, Mr Brown? What would you like to ask?"

"Sir, you've gotten it wrong. It was actually 1901 when Queen Victoria died."

"Thank you, Logan. And in conclusion - Yes, Mr Brown? What would you like to ask?"

"Sir, you've gotten it wrong again. Queen Victoria didn't die in the Winter."

"Thank you, Logan. And in conclusion - What is it now, Mr Brown?"

"Sir, you've gotten it wrong again. Queen Victoria-"

"Logan, who is teaching this lesson?"

"It would seem to be me, seeing as you can't get the facts right." Logan said, a tiny smirk playing across his lips.

"Logan Brown, that is a detention!"

"But sir-"

"No 'but's Logan. You must learn your place."

***

"Heya Janus."

Janus sighed. He had really hoped not to run into anyone.

"Where're you going?"

Janus turned around. "I'm going out. Got a problem with that?" He asked, crossing his arms.

"Well yes. It's school time, isn't it?"

"Don't you dare rat me out."

Daniel grinned, his eyes flashing evilly.

"Mr Potter? Janus is skipping again." Daniel yelled. Janus sighed, wishing that he could punch Daniel.

"That's a detention, Janus. Be here tomorrow at 9 o'clock sharp."

Janus sighed, glaring at Daniel.

"You shouldn't have dumped me, Snake." Daniel hissed, drawing Janus' attention to the scares covering half of his face. "Now you're paying the price."

9 o'clock on a Saturday. Great.