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wl_fanfictionThird and final... Make sure you read parts one and two first...
Part One
Part Two
Title: Not Another Slashy Teen Movie
Author: Sun Green
Characters: Ryan, Colin, Brad, Jeff, Drew, Dan Patterson
Rating: PG for language
Summary: Based on "The Breakfast Club"
“So what’d you guys do to get in here?” Drew asked the question of the other four, who looked at him, and then at each other. No one spoke. “Come on… I told you.” Another moment of silence, then Colin spoke up.
“I cut class.”
“You rebel,” Ryan muttered. Colin shot him a dirty look, but said nothing. Brad looked surprised.
“They stuck you in here for that? I’ve cut class before.”
“I cut class four times,” Colin amended.
“Why?”
Colin shrugged. “I don’t know.” He paused. “The first time, they called my mother. She screamed and carried on for a while. The second time, they called my father. He came into my room that night and told me it wasn’t a big deal, but don’t it again. The third time, they made both my parents come in for a conference. They got into a big fight in front of the assistant principal. It was embarrassing. Then the last time, they stuck me in here. Both of my parents are pretty pissed at me. When I get home tonight, my mother’ll probably start screaming at me again. Then my father’ll tell me to stop upsetting her, because he doesn’t want to hear it. It’ll be a big mess.”
“Why do you keep doing it, then?” Drew asked.
Colin was quiet for a long moment. “Well, at least they’re paying attention to me.”
Ryan glanced at Colin, then away.
After a moment, Brad laughed uncomfortably. “I um… got caught changing my algebra grade in Mrs. Greenwood’s grade book.”
“You’re flunking algebra?” Drew asked incredulously. Brad shot him a look of annoyance.
“I’m not flunking! But… well… I’m close to it. If I don’t get a C on the next test, I will.”
“You didn’t think Mrs. Greenwood would notice the change in her own grade book?” Colin asked.
Brad shrugged. “She has, what? Six classes? It was worth a shot. If I flunk a class, I get kicked off the basketball team.”
“And wouldn’t that be a tragedy,” Ryan sighed dramatically.
“I’m getting really tired of your mouth…” Brad began, turning on him.
“I’m getting really tired of yours,” Ryan shot back. “So you don’t get to be captain of the basketball team, big fucking deal! Life goes on.”
“Yeah, well my life wouldn’t go on, okay? If I get kicked off the team now, that’s it for any hope of a scholarship. And that’ll destroy my dad. You know what I am? I’m all his hopes and dreams. He was a damn good player when he was in school, but he had to drop out when his father died and go to work. He gave up all his chances, and he hasn’t stopped working ever since. So it’s all on me now, and he never lets me forget it. He’s at every game I ever play. If we don’t win – if I don’t even make enough baskets, I let him down. So if I blow this for him, I destroy his dreams.”
“That’s a really sad story. Your father worships you. Poor baby.”
Brad flushed with anger. “So what are your parents like? What the hell is so hard about your life?”
“You couldn’t handle my life, pretty boy.”
“See?” Brad said to the others. “He doesn’t have an answer for that. He’s making it all up. It’s just a big act.”
“You think I’m making it up?”
“Totally.”
“Oh, I’m making it up, huh? Does this look made up?” Ryan shoved up his sleeve and held his arm in front of Brad’s face, displaying an ugly burn mark. “That’s about the size of a cigar, huh? At my house, when you get on Daddy’s nerves, he doesn’t just take away the keys to the Jag.”
Colin, Brad, Drew, and Jeff stared at the mark in silence. Then Drew cleared his throat.
“Um… you know… you should, like, tell someone about that. There’s people who could… help you.”
Ryan snorted. “Yeah, you know how they help you? They take you away, and stick you in a group home, where you get a bed in a room with twenty other guys. And you can’t sleep at night because you gotta have one eye open in case someone sneaks up on you. And you can get a lot worse than this. So I don’t need that shit.” His voice was rising. “And I don’t need this shit, either. I don’t need to be sitting here with a bunch of assholes like you.”
Ryan turned and stormed towards the back of the library, knocking books off of shelves as he went. As the others watched, he kicked open the door of the small librarian’s office and went inside, slamming the door behind him.
Brad cleared his throat. “Well, good riddance. I hope he stays back there. After all that, Patterson’ll probably be in here in a second anyway, to find out what crap he’s pulling now.” The others looked at him silently. He shrugged his shoulders defensively. “What?”
No one answered. They quietly returned to their seats. Sighing, Brad followed suit.
******
Drew turned around in his chair to find Jeff staring at him, unblinking. Scowling, he turned away. But he could still feel the other boy’s eyes on him. He turned around again. “What?” he demanded.
“When do you have gym class again?” Jeff asked.
“Tuesday.” Drew sighed, thinking of the ordeal ahead. “Tuesdays and Thursdays.”
“You want to borrow my cape?”
“Why would I want to do that?”
Jeff shrugged. “No one ever bothers me in gym class.”
Colin suddenly got up from his seat, and walked to the back of the room.
“Where are you going?” Brad asked. Colin didn’t answer. Shrugging, he turned back to Jeff and Drew.
“Is that why you wear it?” Drew asked. “And why you’re… you know… weird? So people will leave you alone?”
Jeff smiled. “Nah. I was born weird.” He let out a maniacal laugh. Drew and Brad jumped. Then they too started laughing.
Brad looked over at Jeff. “So, you never told us what you did to get put in here today.”
Jeff gazed at him. “Do you really want to know?”
Brad shrugged. “Sure.”
Jeff got up from his chair and moved over to Brad’s table. “Are you? Are you really sure? You need to be really, really sure.”
Brad looked a little alarmed as Jeff came closer, staring at him intently. His face was inches away from Brad’s.
“Yeah… I’m sure. What’s the big deal?”
Jeff looked around furtively. He beckoned Drew closer. Fascinated, Drew left his seat and joined the other two boys. Jeff spoke in a whisper.
“Nothing. I just didn’t have anything better to do today.”
******
Colin pushed open the door of the librarian’s office. Ryan was sitting on the floor, his back against the librarian’s desk. He looked up, startled, as Colin came in. “What’s the matter, you lost?”
Colin didn’t answer. He sat down on the floor across from Ryan, his back to the door. They stared at each other. Then Colin smiled.
And then Ryan smiled.
******
“You know, Drew,” Brad said suddenly. “I could help you learn to jump hurdles. It’s really not that hard.”
Drew looked over at him. “You would do that?”
Brad shrugged slightly. “Sure.”
“Well… thanks, man. Yeah. That’d be cool.”
“No problem.” Brad shrugged. Drew thought a moment.
“Maybe I could help you in algebra, before the next test. I took it last year. I got an A.”
“I don’t know. I think it might be kind of hopeless.”
“Hey, I’m good at tutoring. I can get you through it.”
“You could borrow my cape,” Jeff suggested.
Brad looked at him wryly. “Why? Do you get As in algebra too.”
“No. I haven’t taken algebra yet. But you might look good in a cape.”
******
Colin leaned over the small space between them and kissed Ryan gently.
“Why’d you do that?”
Colin smiled. “Because I knew you wouldn’t.”
Ryan regarded Colin thoughtfully. “You have to piss off your parents to get attention, huh?”
Colin shrugged. “Pretty much.”
Ryan smiled. “Well, I think I can safely say that I’m going to be outstanding in that capacity.”
He leaned forward and kissed Colin.
******
Brad perched confidently on the end of Jeff’s table. “There’s a party at Chip Esten’s tonight. Should be cool. Can you go?”
Jeff didn’t look up from the picture he was drawing on the back of his arm with a pen. “No. Thank you.”
Brad nearly fell off the desk, but managed to regain his composure. “Well… cool, man. That’s cool. No big deal.” He slouched back to his seat.
Ryan and Colin came back into the room together, sliding into their seats seconds before Dan Patterson opened the door. He stalked to the front of the room and announced, “You are dismissed.”
The five students gathered their belongings and filed out of the room. Ryan was the last to leave.
“Mr. Patterson, sir. It’s been a pleasure.”
“Get out of here, Stiles,” Patterson growled.
“See you next week!” Ryan called cheerfully as he ran down the hall.
Patterson’s eye twitched violently, and he mentally counted the number of years he had left until retirement.
******
Outside, Ryan and Colin leaned up against the wall, kissing hungrily. The honk of a car horn interrupted them, and Colin drew away reluctantly. Ryan watched him climb into the back seat. He watched the man behind the wheel and the woman in the passenger seat gape at him through the window. As the car pulled away, he could see the two adults arguing.
Grinning, Ryan headed for home.
Brad found the basketball he had stashed in the bushes by the main entrance and dribbled as he walked down the sidewalk towards home, stopping to make a perfect hook shot as he passed the hoops in the schoolyard. He pumped his fist triumphantly and went on his way.
Jeff and Drew headed across the school lawn together.
“I can’t believe you turned down Brad, man,” Drew commented. “He really likes you.”
Jeff smiled. “I know.” He turned to look at Drew. “But you know what?”
“What?” Drew asked vaguely, scanning the road for his mother’s car.
“I think I like you.” Putting his hands on the other boy’s shoulders, Jeff kissed him quickly. Then, taking off his cape, he draped it around Drew’s shoulders as Drew stood frozen into place, his mouth hanging open slightly as he stared at Jeff, stunned. Before he could say anything, Jeff ran off across the lawn.
Drew reached up and slowly fastened the cape securely around his neck. Then, with a whoop of excitement, he ran down the sidewalk, the cape flowing behind him like wings.
End
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Date: 2007-01-22 05:38 am (UTC)Mwah! Jeff makes the best vampire ever and s'totally adorable in an almost-the-same-as-Colin adorable way.
Wheehee! *twirls around*
I can't wait for your next story Sun if they're all this awesome (:
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Date: 2007-01-22 12:08 pm (UTC)lol. I may never be able to write Jeff without making him Vampire!Jeff again. I wasn't especially trying to make him a vampire when I started out, just a wacko, but I figured the vampire thing would work, so it kinda snuck in there ;-)
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Date: 2007-01-22 09:08 am (UTC)Breakfast club was one of my all-time favourite films back in the day; makes me want to watch it again.
Well the characters were perfect and subtley written, excellent job!
“You could borrow my cape,” Jeff suggested.
Brad looked at him wryly. “Why? Do you get As in algebra too.”
“No. I haven’t taken algebra yet. But you might look good in a cape.”
Love that *snort*
Extra points also for vampy Jeff and Jeff/Drew action!
Awesome job Sun
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Date: 2007-01-22 12:09 pm (UTC)Thanks! :)
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Date: 2007-01-23 12:12 pm (UTC)I always did like the "Criminal" and "Princess" pairing though... :-)
Thanks for reading!
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