19Author's Note: Sorry it took me a little longer to post a new chapter. I got distracted.
But here's the last chapter. I know you're going to miss it, but rest assured, there would be a Monday follow-up story so bare with me I'll work on it as soon as I possibly can.
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Chapter 13
Brian adjusts a record, frowning as it scratched, before fixing it and the music blares. The geek grins as he turned up the volume and danced slightly.
Allison spins around in a circle, John sits on the weird-looking statue rocking along to the beat.
Brian is still in the library office dancing and tossing records around.
Claire dances at the top of the stairs kicking and spinning around. Andy sits opposite from her drumming his hands on his thigh.
Belinda dances on top of her desk and sings the song lyrics.
"If we dare expose our hearts
And just reveal the purest thoughts
That's when strange sensations
Start to grow, oh
We are not alone
You will find out where you're coming from
There'll be somebody there to break your fall." She sang as she gyrated.
Andy imitates a rock guitar. Belinda does the same. Allison, Claire, and Brian spun around.
John, Allison, and Belinda do a foot dance. Bender, Brian, and Andy danced backwards and forwards. Claire, Belinda, and Allison danced sideways, holding their hands out prissily.
John grabbed Belinda and they dance. The chestnut-haired girl laughs, forgetting she was upset at the rebel. John tilts Belinda to the side and wiggles his eyebrows, grinning. The joker blushed madly.
Allison slowly lowered herself on to the floor and lay there.
Belinda gives John a peck on the cheek and walks away. The criminal sighed before heading back to the supply room through the ceiling being extremely careful this time.
The five teens sat on the rail, quiet for a moment.
"Brian?" Claire asked, breaking the ice.
"Hmm?" Brian asked.
"Are you going to write your paper?"
"Yeah. Why?"
"Well, its kind of a waste for all of us to write our papers don't you thinks?" The red head questioned.
"Well, that's what Vernon wants us to do." The nerd replied.
"True, but I think we'd all kind of say the same thing." Claire said.
Belinda glanced at Andy and Allison, who looked at each other and look away. She smiled at the jock and the basket case.
"You just don't want to write your paper, right?" Brian asked, smiling.
"True, but… you're the smartest, right? We trust you." Claire said.
"Absolutely." Belinda said, nodding.
Allison nodded and Andy muttered a "yeah."
"All right, I'll do it," said Brian.
"Great!" Claire said, clapping her hands together.
The teens are quiet again.
Claire turns to look at the basket case assessing her dark clothes and makeup.
Feeling eyes on her, Allison turned to look at the prom queen only to lean back seeing the look on the red head's face.
"Come on." Claire said, tugging the sleeve of Allison's sweater.
"Where we're going?" Allison asked.
"Come on. Belinda, would you like to come along?" Claire asked.
"Be happy to." Belinda replied, smiling. She follows the two girls.
"Don't be afraid." Claire said reassuringly, applying brown eyeliner on Allison's bottom eyelid.
"Just relax," said Belinda, combing Allison's dark hair.
"Don't stick that in my eye!" Allison said warily.
"I'm not sticking it." Claire insisted. "Just close… just go like that." She closes her eyes. Allison copies her.
Claire continues to apply eyeliner. Allison squeals.
"Ally, Ally. Beauty is pain." The joker said as she finished combing the knots out of Allison's hair.
"You know you look a lot better without all that black stuff on your eyes." Claire said.
"Hey. I like that black stuff." Allison said defensively.
"Well, it's true. You looking good Ally-cat." Belinda said as she brushed Allison's hair back.
"This looks a lot better. Look up." The princess said, applying mascara on Allison's eyelashes.
Allison makes a growling noise as Claire used her eyebrow brush-to-brush Allison's eyebrows.
"Please. Why you're being so nice to me?" The basket case asked.
"Because you're letting me." Claire replied, grinning.
Belinda ties Claire's white scarf into a bow on Allison's head.
"Ta-da! You look beautiful." Belinda said.
"Thank you, Belinda. You too, Claire." Allison said.
"You're welcome." The two girls said.
"Well, my work here is finished. Thank you Claire for letting me help." Belinda said, walking out of the room.
"Where you going?" Allison asked.
"Going to pay Johnny a visit." The joker replied.
Belinda walked past Andy. "Your lady awaits." She said, heading to the supply closet.
Claire walks over to Brian, who was writing his paper. He looks up at her smiling and she smiles back. Claire watches Allison walking to Andy.
The jock stares at Allison in surprise and jumps down from the rail.
They walk towards each other.
"What happened to you?" Andy asked.
"Why? Claire did it." Allison said, slightly defensive. "What's wrong?"
"Nothing's wrong. It's just… you're so different, you know. I can see your face." Andy replied.
"Is that good or bad?" Allison asked.
"It's good." He said with a slight smile. Allison grins.
John looked up when the door unlocks, thinking it was Vernon. Instead, Belinda waltzes in much to John's relief.
"You lost?" The criminal asked.
"Nope." Belinda replied, grinning. She walks over to him.
"I didn't mean what I said earlier." John said.
"Shh." Belinda put her index finger to John's lips. She pressed her breasts to his chest and put her arms around him, leaned in and kissed John on his neck.
"Why'd you do that?" John asked, surprised.
"I had a hunch you wouldn't make your move." Belinda said.
"You know how you said you glued Vernon to his seat, wouldn't I be outstanding in that situation?" Bender asked.
"I could see you doing it." The chestnut-haired girl said.
The two-troublemaking teens lean towards each other for a passionate kiss. Their romantic session is interrupted when Vernon opens the door.
"Alright, enough with the lovey-dovey make out. Hit the bricks, both of you." Vernon snapped.
John and Belinda get up. He grabs his coat and jacket.
"Yes siree, Dick." Belinda said sarcastically. John snickered as they headed back to the library to get her stuff and meet with the others.
Belinda grinned, wearing her black leather jacket with her Ed Hardy bag over her shoulders, holding John's hand as the group of six walked down the halls. Allison and Andy were in the middle, Brian and Claire up front holding hands.
The teens pass Carl, who was watching them.
"See you, Brian." The janitor said.
"Hey, Carl." Brian said, no longer ashamed of knowing Carl.
Allison and Andy acknowledge the janitor.
"See you next Saturday." John said with a grin.
"Bye, Carl. See you tomorrow." Belinda said, grinning.
"You bet." Carl said, smiling as he watched six different teens exit the school, closer to each other.
Claire and Brian stood in front of his dad's car. They lean forward and kiss on the lips.
"See you Monday?" She asked.
"Yeah. See you Monday." The nerd replied before kissing the prom queen's cheek.
Claire smiled and waved as Brian got into the car and his dad drove away. She waves at the others and gets inside her dad's BMW.
Andy pulls Allison closer to him, leaning in for a sweet kiss. They pull away and Allison rips the patch off his letterman jacket. She backs away to her parents' car, grinning. Andy doesn't pay attention to his dad's pick-up truck pulling up. Mr. Clark looks at Allison while Andy gets in the truck. Mr. Clark shakes his head and drives away.
John and Belinda walk over to her Vespa. She retrieves the key from her skirt pocket.
"So you're taking me home?" John asked.
"Yup. Hop on and hang on tight." Belinda said as she and John get on the Vespa. She puts the key into the ignition and they drive off.
Meanwhile, Vernon walks into the library hoping to collect essays. However, he doesn't see any and let out a disappointed sigh.
Then something caught his eye. Vernon walks over to Brian's desk behind Belinda's table and picked up the piece of paper and began to read.
"Dear Mr. Vernon,
We accept the fact that we had to sacrifice a whole Saturday in detention for whatever it was we did wrong.
But we think you're crazy to make us write an essay telling you who we think we are.
You see us, as you want to see us, in the simplest terms, with the most convenient definitions.
But what we found out, that each one of us is a brain…"
"And an athlete," said Andy.
"And a basket case," said Allison.
"A princess," said Claire.
"A joker." Belinda said with a giggle.
"And a criminal." John said.
"Does that answer your question?
Sincerely Yours,
The Breakfast Club." Brian finished.
Vernon smiled to himself.
The End!
