" tell me you trouble and doubts "
A PEN was twirling between Brenner's fingers while sitting comfortably on his desk with his feet resting on his desk. Bob sat right beside him with his broom resting against the wall. Both were just finishing a few bottle of beers that Brenner happened to have in one of his drawers.
"What did you want to be when you were young?" Bob took a minute to think.
"When I was a kid, I wanted to be John Lennon." Brenner chuckles lightly.
"Carl don't be a joke I'm trying to make a serious point. Here, I've been teaching for twenty two years, and each year these kids get more and more arrogant." Bob shakes his head disagreeing completely.
"Aw bullshit man. Come on Bren, the kids haven't changed, you have! You took a teach position 'cause you thought it'd be fun, right?" Brenner nodded as he continued listening.
"Thought you could have summer vacations off, and then you found out it was actually work and that really bummed you out." Brenner grew white. He never saw things in that perspective.
"These kids turned on me! They think I'm a big fuckin' joke!" Brenner explained defending himself. He would never dare to defend those spoiled kids.
"Come on listen Bren, if you were sixteen, what would you think of you, huh?"
"Hey, Bob, you think I give one rat's ass what these kids think of me?" Bob nods.
"Yes I do."
"You think about this, when you get old, these kids; when I get old, they're gonna be runnin' the country."
Bob simply replies. "Yeah."
"Now this is the thought that wakes me up in the middle of the night. What when I get older, these kids are gonna take care of me." Bob takes another sip of his beer.
"I wouldn't count on it."
"Now this is the thought that wakes me up in the middle of the night. That when I get older, these kids are gonna take care of me." Bob takes a sip of his beer with a shrug.
"I wouldn't count on it!" Brenner pondered at that statement for a moment.
• • •
It was close to the day at finally ending and the five of them were tired of sitting on the same old worn out desks that have been there since the day that school was opened. The five sat in a circle with tired expressions on there faces. Maxine was seated againts a pole that was holding up the roof of the library while her legs were crossed. Lucas sat acorss her with the same possition but sitting against another pole that happened to be holding up the library as well.
Mike was seated near them with his sitting lazily against the railing. Eleanor happened to be curled up in her own corner under a few towering chairs that were near Mike. With only a single spot left Will decided to sit beside Mike with his head also leaning against the railing.
"What would I do for a million bucks? Well, I guess I'd do as little as I had to." Maxine scrunched her nose at his dull answer.
"That's boring!"
"Well, how'm I s'posed to answer?"
Maxine rolled her eyes from how rediculous he sounds. "The idea is to like search your mind for the absolute limit. Like, uh, would you drive to school naked?" Mike laughs.
"Um, uh...would I have to get out of the car?"
"Of course."
"In the spring, or winter?" Lucas was growing tired of all these extra questions that Mike was adding.
"It doesn't matter, spring."
"In front of the school or in back of the school?" Lucas couldn't help but rub his head from how frustrating Mike is becoming.
"Either one."
"Yes." Will suddenly grew red from the simple thought of this pretty boy being naked on campus. Will knows he would have a heart attack just from the sight of him. Mike couldn't help but glance at the odd girl sitting beside him. He watched as she tugged her legs closer to her chest, as if she could feel someones eyes on her.
"I'd do that!" Eleanor suddenly peeps. Everyone layed there eyes of her. She smiled bitterly as more hair continued to rest of her eyes.
"I'll do anything sexual, I don't need a million dollars to do it either." A lump grew in Mike's throat. If only he knew what was really under those baggy clothes of her's then maybe he'd have quite a different perspective then he did this morning.
"You're lying." Maxine stares at the other girl in the room rediculously. Eleanor leans closer to the redhead.
"I already have." Her odd laugh echoes the room making Maxine feel disgusted.
"I've done just about everything there is except a few things that are illegal. I'm a nymphomaniac!" Claire rolls her eyes.
"Lie!"
"Are your parents aware of this?" Will asked with concern.
"The only person I told was my shrink."
"And what'd he do when you told him?" Mike asked curiously.
"He nailed me." Mike's eyes grew wide as Maxine screamed wuth disgust.
"I don't think that from a legal standpoint what he did can be construed as rape since I paid him." Eleanor explained as if she was an innocent child doing nothing wrong.
"He's an adult!" Maxine argued.
"Yeah...he's married too!" Eleanor yells back with the same exact tone as Maxine used. Maxine couldn't help but lean away from that disgusting girl.
"Do you have any idea how completely gross that is?"
"Well, the first few times...
"First few times? You mean he did it more than once?" Eleanor shrugs.
"Sure."
"Are you crazy?"
"Obviously she's crazy if she's screwing her shrink!" Will yells. He watched as Mike's expression didn't change but simply kept staring at the girl.
"Have you ever done it?" Eleanor asked curiously to the redhead sitting across from her.
"I don't even have a psychiatrist!" Eleanor chuckled at how Maxine became flustured.
"Have you ever done it with a normal person?"
"Now, didn't we already cover this?"
"You never answered the question." Maxine turned to him wide eyed.
"Look, I'm not gonna discuss my private life with total strangers."
"It's kind of a double-edged sword, isn't it?" Eleanor proclaimed. Maxine was filled with frustration and confution.
"A what?"
"Well, if you say you haven't... you're a prude. If you say you have...you're a slut! It's a trap. You want to but you can't but when you do you wish you didn't, right?" Everyone grew speechless from not only what the odd girl had said but the fact that she said more words in less then a minute then she did hours ago.
"Wrong!"
"Or, are you a tease?" Mike chuckled and couldn't help but agree.
"She's a tease."
"Oh why don't you just forget it!
"You're a tease and you know it, all girls are teases!" Mike explains as he glances at the girl beside him one last time.
"She's only a tease if what she does gets you hot." Lucas added. Maxine's eyes widened.
"I don't do anything!"
"That's why you're a tease!"
"Okay, lemme ask you a few questions." Eleanor felt offended from Maxine.
"I've already told you everything!"
"No! Doesn't it bother you to sleep around without being in love? I mean don't you want any respect?" Mike watched Eleanor carefully, waiting for her to burst.
"I don't screw to get respect. That's the difference between you and me."
"Not the only difference, I hope."
"Face it, you're a tease." Lucas said as he stared at the flustered redhead.
"I'm not a tease!"
"Sure you are! You said it yourself sex is a weapon, you use it to get respect!"
"No, I never said that, she twisted my words around." Maxine said with her voice growing unsteady as a lunp was growing in her throat.
"Oh then what do you use it for?"
"I don't use it period!" Maxine was on the verge of tears. Hands gripping tightly with her glossy lips being bitten by her pretty straighten teeth.
"Oh, are you medically frigid or is it psychological?" Lucas asked.
"I didn't mean it that way! You guys are putting words into my mouth!"
"Well if you'd just answer the question."
"Why don't you just answer the question?" Will asked.
"Be honest." Mike added.
"No big deal." Lucas explained.
Eleanor watched as Maxine grew more and more flustured causing an evil grin to erupt on her chapt lips. The three other boys continued pushing her to tell the true as Eleanor sat back and watched.
"No! I never did it!" Maxine screams causing the library to grow completely scilent. Everyone watched her carefully.
"I never did it either, I'm not a nymphomaniac. I'm a compulsive liar." A smirk lifted making her pale cheeks grow warm. Mike couldn't help but stare at her wide eyed. It was quite odd to him at how quickly attractive she suddenly became to him. It seams like every move she made was ten times more attractive then it should be. From her constant nibbling of her nails to the evil grin that erupts when she Maxine grew frustrated.
"You are such a bitch! You did that on purpose just to fuck me over!"
"I would do it though, If you love someone it's okay." A soft smile tugged on Mike's lips. He oddly assumed this girl had no soul but he guessed wrong.
"I can't believe you, you're so weird. You don't say anything all day and then when you open your mouth, you unload all these tremendous lies all over me!"
"You're just pissed off because she got you to admit something you didn't want to admit to." Mike argued. Eleanor stared at him oddly. Why would this athlete stand up for a basket case?
"Okay, fine, but that doesn't make it any less bizarre!"
"What's bizarre? I mean we're all pretty bizarre! Some of us are just better at hiding it, that's all."
"How are you bizarre?" Maxine asked as she glared at Mike.
"He can't think for himself." Eleanor explained. Mike was quite shocked but at the same time it was as if he could feel him reading her mind. After countless of hours of the day he finally got her to look at him. With dark eyes staring into hazel ones it was as if they were in a trap in there own trance. Will watched as the two stared at each other for a long minute making him grow uncomfortable.
"She's right. Do you guys know what, uh, what I did to get in here? I taped Dustin Lester's buns together." Maxine chuckled.
"That was you?" Will asked with wide eyes.
"Yeah, you knwo him?" Mike asked. Will nodded.
"Well then you know how hairy he is, right? Well, when they pulled the tape off, most of his hair came off and some, some skin too." Maxine almost gagged.
"Oh my God."
"And the bizarre thing is, is that I did it for my old man. I tortured this poor kid because I wanted him to think that I was cool. He's always going off about, you know, when he was in school. All the wild things he used to do. And I got the feeling that he was disappointed that I never cut loose on anyone, right...So, I'm...I'm sitting in the locker room, and I'm taping up my knee. And Larry's undressing a couple of lockers down from me. Yeah...he's kinda... he's kinda skinny, weak. And I started thinking about my father, and his attitude about weakness. And the next thing I knew, I uh, I jumped on top of him and started wailing on him...And my friends, they just laughed and cheered me on. And afterward, when I was sittin' in Vernon's office, all I could think about was Larry's father. And Larry havin' to go home and...and explain what happened to him. And the humiliation...fucking humiliation he must've felt." Mike couldn't help but shed a tear for the poor kid.
"It must've been unreal. I mean, how do you apologize for something like that? There's no way...it's all because of me and my old man. Oh God, I fucking hate him! He's like this...he's like this mindless machine that I can't even relate to anymore. "Andrew, you've got to be number one! I won't tolerate any losers in this family...Your intensity is for shit! Win. Win! WIN!!!" You son of a bitch! You know, sometimes, I wish my knee would give. And I wouldn't be able to wrestle anymore. And he could forget all about me."
"I think your old man and my old man should get together and go bowling." Mike chuckles as he rubs a tear off his cheek.
"It's like me, you know, with my grades. Like, when I, when I step outside myself kinda, and when I, when I look in at myself you know? And I see me and I don't like what I see, I really don't."
"What's wrong with you? Why don't you like yourself?" Maxine asked curriously. It was an odd thing to think of, hating your own self.
"'Cause I'm stupid...'cause I'm failing shop. See we had this assignment, to make this ceramic elephant, and um...and we had eight weeks to do it and we're s'posed ta, and it was like a lamp, and when you pull the trunk the light was s'posed to go on...my light didn't go on, I got a F on it. Never got a F in my life... When I signed up, you know, for the course I mean. I thought I was playing it real smart, you know. 'Cause I thought, I'll take shop, it'll be such an easy way to maintain my grade point average."
"Why'd you think it'd be easy?" Lucas asked.
"Have you seen some of the dopes that take shop?
"I take shop you must be a fuckin' idiot!" Lucas said with a harsh glair.
"I'm a fuckin' idiot because I can't make a lamp?"
"No, you're a genius because you can't make a lamp." Lucas argued back.
"What do you know about Trigonometry?" Will asked daring to piss of Lucas.
"I could care less about Trigonometry."
"Bender, did you know without Trigonometry there'd be no engineering?
"Without lamps, there'd be no light!" Lucas stated back.
"Okay so neither one of you is any better than the other one."
"I can write with my toes! I can also eat, brush my teeth!" Suddenly added.
"With your feet? Maxine thought she couldn't be any more disgusted by the girl, she was wrong.
"I can play Heart & Soul on the piano."
"I can make spaghetti!" Will said proudly.
"What can you do?" Maxine asks Mike.
"I can...uh...tape all your buns together."
"I wanna see what Claire can do!" Lucas said as his eyes continue landing on the pretty redhead.
"I can't do anything."
"Now, everybody can do something." Maxine couldn't help but chuckle as an idea came in mind.
"There's one thing I can do, no forget it, it's way too embarrassing." The redhead shakes her head making her pretty curls bounce.
"You ever seen Wild Kingdom? I mean that guy's been doing that show for thirty years."
"Okay, but you have to swear to God you won't laugh." Everyone nods, eager to see what this popular girl can do.
"I can't believe I'm actually doing this." Maxine pulls out a lipstck with its lid open. She places them between her breats and applies it from her cleavage. She leans her head closer to her chest and lets the tip of lipstick touch her lips. When she lifts her head, her lipstick is perfect. Everyone stares in shock as they applaud at her impressive work. Lucas continues to clap in a slower pace making it feel sarcastice.
"All right, great! Where'd you learn to do that?" Mike asked?"
"Camp, seventh grade.
"That was great, Claire, my image of you is totally blown." Maxine glares at him.
Eleanor watched as she became even more flustured from the boy across from her. "You're a shit! Don't do that to her you swore to God you wouldn't laugh!" Eleanor said defensivly.
"Am I laughing?" Lucas asked.
"You fucking prick!" Mike yells. Lucas turns to Mike. Those three simple words felt like words hitting home. The memories of his dad hitting him for saying something bad or doing something wrong.
"What do you care what I think, anyway? I don't even count, right? I could disappear forever and it wouldn't make any difference. I may as well not even exist at this school, remember?" Lucas turns back to Maxine.
"And you...don't like me anyway!"
"You know, I have just as many feelings as you do and it hurts just as much when somebody steps all over them!"
"God, you're so pathetic!" Lucas stared at her with no sympathy.
"Don't you ever...ever! Compare yourself to me! Okay? You got everything, and I got shit! Fuckin' Rapunzel, right? School would probably fucking shut down if you didn't show up! "Queenie isn't here!" I like those earrings Claire."
"Shut up." Maxine muttered under her breath.
"Are those real diamonds, Claire?"
Maxine's nostrils flared. "Shut up!"
"I bet they are...did you work, for the money Shut... for those earrings? Your mouth! Or did your daddy buy those?"
"SHUT UP!" Maxine cries furiously as tears were running down her blushed cheeks from the layers of makeup she was wearing.
"I bet he bought those for you! I bet those are a Christmas gift! Right? You know what I got for Christmas this year? It was a banner fuckin' year at the old Bender family! I got a carton of cigarettes. The old man grabbed me and said "Hey! Smoke up Johnny!" Okay, so go home'n cry to your daddy, don't cry here, okay? There are a few beats." Lucas yells at the crying girl.
"My God, are we gonna be like our parents?" Mike stared at all of them worries.
"Not me...ever." Maxine says with more tears running down her face.
"It's unavoidable, it just happens." Eleanor said disappointingly. Everyone grew silent with each other's presence.
"What happens?
"When you grow up, your heart dies." Eleanor explains as she pulls her legs closer to herself with the dreadful thought running through her mind.
"Who cares?" Lucas said with a smile shrug. Eleanor was on the verge of tears herself.
"I care." It was as if Mike saw this girl like an empty hole. The moment those two words left her mouth, it was as if she had the brightest soul in the room.
"Um, I was just thinking, I mean. I know it's kind of a weird time, but I was just wondering, um, what is gonna happen to us on Monday? When we're all together again? I mean I consider you guys my friends, I'm not wrong, am I?
"No." Mike said as if it was obvious.
"So, so on Monday...what happens?"
"Are we still friends, you mean? If we're friends now, that is?" Will nodded at Maxine.
"Do you want the truth?"
"Yeah, I want the truth!"
"I don't think so." Will's eyes widened.
"Well, do you mean all of us or just John? Eleanor asked.
"With all of you." Everyone stared at the pretty redhead bitterly.
"That's a real nice attitude, Claire!" Mike said as he crossed his arms against his chest.
"Oh, be honest, Mike...if Will came walking up to you in the hall on Monday, what would you do? I mean picture this, you're there with all the sports. I know exactly what you'd do, you'd say hi to him and when he left you'd cut him all up so your friends wouldn't think you really liked him!" Will grew hurt from the thought of it.
"No way!" Mike argues.
"'Kay, what if I came up to you?" Eleanor asks.
"Same exact thing!"
"You are a bitch!" Lucas furiously screams.
"Why? 'Cause I'm telling the truth, that makes me a bitch?"
"No! 'Cause you know how shitty that is to do to someone! And you don't got the balls to stand up to your friends and tell 'em that you're gonna like who you wanna like!"
"Okay, what about you, you hypocrite! Why don't you take Eleanor to one of your heavy metal vomit parties? Or take Will out to the parking lot at lunch to get high? What about Mike for that matter, what about me? What would your friends say if we were walking down the hall together. They'd laugh their asses off and you'd probably tell them you were doing it with me so they'd forgive you for being seen with me."
"Don't you ever talk about my friends! You don't know any of my friends, you don't look at any of my friends and you certainly wouldn't condescend to speak to any of my friends so you just stick to the things you know, shopping, nail polish, your father's BMW and your poor--rich--drunk mother in the Carribean!" Lucas yells.
"Shut up!" Maxine said with exhaustion.
"And as far as being concerned about what's gonna happen when you and I walk down the hallways at school, you can forget it! 'Cause it's never gonna happen! Just bury your head in the sand...and wait for your fuckin' prom!
"I hate you!"
"Yeah? Good!" Silence rang the air as the five stared at each other breathless.
"Then I assume Eleanor and I are better people than you guys, huh? Us weirdos." Will muttered. Will turns to Eleanor
"Do you, would you do that to me?"
"I don't have any friends."
"Well if you did?"
"No...I don't think the kind of friends I'd have would mind." Eleanor said with a kind smile making a smile erupt on Will's face as well. Eleanor may not be as bad as he thought.
"I just wanna tell, each of you, that I wouldn't do that...I wouldn't and I will not! 'Cause I think that's real shitty." Will explains.
"Your friends wouldn't mind because they look up to us." Maxine added. Will couldn't help but laugh.
"You're so conceited, Maxine. You're so conceited. You're so, like, full of yourself, why are you like that?
"I'm not saying that to be conceited! I hate it! I hate having to go along with everything my friends say!"
"Well then why do you do it?"
"I don't know, I don't...you don't understand..you don't. You're not friends with the same kind of people that Mike and I are friends with! You know, you just don't understand the pressure that they can put on you!" Will grew shocked.
"I don't understand what? You think I don't understand pressure, Maxine? Well fuck you! Fuck you!" Will begins to dig his head in his arms as he starts crying.
"Know why I'm here today? Do you? I'm here because Mr. Ryan found a gun in the locker." Tears continued running down the poor boy making everyone grow quite.
"Why'd you have a gun in your locker?" Mike took the bravery to ask.
"I tried. You pull the fuckin' trunk on it and the light's s'posed to go on...and it didn't go on, I mean, I."
"What's the gun for Brian?
"Just forget it."
"You brought it up, man!"
"I can't have an F, I can't have it and I know my parents can't have it! Even if I aced the rest of the semester, I'm still only a B. And everything's ruined for me!"
"Oh Will," Maxine says with pity in her eyes. Will suddenly slams his fist against silver chairs seated near him making everyone jump from his sudden rage.
"So I considered my options, you know?" Will continued.
"No! Killing yourself is not an option!" Maxine argued.
"Well I didn't do it, did I? No, I don't think so!"
"It was a hand gun?" Eleanor asks.
"No, it was a flare gun, went off in my locker."
"Really?" Mike suddenly had the urge to laugh.
"It's not funny." Will says. Everyone couldn't help but start laughing including Will.
"Yes it is...fuckin' elephant was destroyed!"
"You wanna know what I did to get in here?" Eleanor asks.
"Nothing." Everyone continues to laugh even harder then they did before.
"You're laughing at me!" Eleanore said as she watched them all lose there breaths from laughing. Mike shakes his head.
"Yeah you are!" Eleanor couldn't help but laugh as well.
• • •
With everyone being completely tired of sitting around Will decided to roam around the room filled with vinyls. Will grabs one in particular and starts to dance like no other. With the music filling the air, this couldn't help but lead to the other four to dance along.
Maxine hopped on her feet as she kicked her feet high. Lucas happened to climb up the tiger statue and was banging his head to the beat of the music. Eleanor was making up her own odd movies making her almost hit half the stuff that was sitting near her. Mike was filled with much energy and was eager to jump around and do is athletic flips. It all felt like a comfortable break that none of them ever thought they would have with each other around.
With the day going by even slower, Lucas crawls back through the heating duct and finally reaches his way back to the closet he was forced to stay in hours ago.
Mike, Eleanor, Maxine, and Will all day by side on the railing with tired and stale expressions. Maxine turns to Will to gain his attention.
"Will?" He looks up.
"Are you gonna write your paper?"
"Yeah, why?"
"Well, it's kinda a waste for all of us to write our paper, don't you think?"
"Oh, but that's what Brenner wants us to do."
"True, but I think we'd all kinda say the same thing."
"You just don't want to write your paper. Right?" Maxine couldn't help but bite her lip and thought for a moment.
"True, but, you're the smartest, right?" Will couldn't help but agree.
"We trust you." Will glances at both Mike and Eleanor who were nodding at him. He couldn't help but notice how happier Mike had become. Especially because of the girl sitting beside him.
"All right, I'll do it." Maxine smiles
"Great!" Maxine turns back to Eleanor. Eleanor stares at her oddly as the redhead continues staring at her. Maxine jumps off the railing and tugs on her wrist.
"Where're we going?" Eleanor asks as she turns back to the boys in hopes for an answer. The two simply shrugged.
As the two girls walks out of the library it was only Will and Mike left in the room. Will sighs as he jumps off the railing and heads to his blank paper in front of him. He grabbed his pencil and was reading to write.
It was until in the corner of his eye something distracted him. He turned back to Mike and watched as he continued tossing the paper ball in his hands back and forth from one hand to another.
"Hey Mike?" Will calls.
"Hmm?"
"Would you actually say hi to me in front of your friends or were you just saying that to look like the better person?" Mike chuckles and takes a seat across from Will.
"Of course I'd say hi to you. We're buddies right?" A smile was spread on his face as he pale cheeks were growing read.
"Friends?" Mike asks with a hand out for him to shake. Will gladly shook it with a bright smile.
"Friends."
• • •
A makeup brush was being pushed against Eleanor's eyelid. Eleanor was confused the entire time but didn't bother moving. Maxine grabbed an eyeliner that wasn't the usual dark black that Eleanor used but a natural brown that somehow brought her eyes out.
"Don't be afraid."
"Don't stick that in my eye!"
"I'm not sticking it, just close... just go like this." Maxine closes her eyes for Eleanor to follow. Eleanor does as she was told. Maxine continues to work.
"You know you really do look a lot better without all that black shit on your eyes."
"Hey! I like that black shit."
"This looks a lot better...look up."
"Please, why're you being so nice to me?" Maxine rolls her eyes.
"Cause you're letting me."
Soon enough Maxine had finally finished. Will was starting to get the idea for his essay. As Mike continues playing with the paper ball in his hands. Both Eleanor and Maxine had finally walked in but with a new unexpected look.
Mike's eyes grew from the sight of her walking in. She was a completely different person. She wasn't wearing her usual dark and baggy clothing but an adorable pink dress that happened to have a white collar. It held her body perfectly. Her strands of hair were no longer covering her eyes.
He could finally see those eyes of hers. He stared at them hard and long, studying every inch of it. He couldn't help but notice her brown eyes having a drop of honey in them making her eyes look brighter then ever. Her lips were filled with gloss thanks to Maxine. Mike smiled at her weakly with deeply fallen in love eyes as she smiled shyly at him.
Maxine had found her way inside the closet that Lucas was forced to be stuffed in. "You lost?"
Maxine simply stares at him. Lucas smiled, a genuine and real smile that Maxine had never seen. Maxine smiled back. Maxine leans closer and placed a gentle kiss agains his cheek.
"Why'd you do that?"
"'Cause I knew you wouldn't."
"You know how you said before, how your parents used you to get back at each other. Wouldn't I be outstanding in that capacity?" Lucas said with a smirk on his face.
"Were you really disgusted about what I did with my lipstick?"
"Truth?"
"Truth."
Lucas nods. "No."
Will lifts the paper in his hands with a satisfying grin. He kisses the paper from all his hard work.
"What happened to you?" Mike couldn't help but ask Eleanor.
"Why? Claire did it! What's wrong?" Eleanor asked suddenly growing flustered.
"Nothing's wrong, it's just so different. I can see your face." Mike lifted a hand and let his fingertips brush her soft blushed cheeks.
"Is that good or bad?" Mike laughs.
"Pretty?"
"Yeah, really pretty." A glowing smile spread on her face, nothing like he's ever seen.
There Saturday school had finally ended and the five of them were all heading off the the school exit. Bob happened to be sweeping by and waved by at all of them while Will nods at him.
"See you next Saturday!" Lucas calls out.
Bob chuckles. "You bet!"
Will was the first to walk out and climb back into his moms car as he waves by at all of them. With Mike's arm wrapped around Eleanor, he gives her a kiss goodbye as his jacket was wrapped around her. Eleanor tips a patch off his jacket and hands it back to him while climbing into her car. Eleanor's father stares at her speechless but continues driving.
Mike's dad arrives having Mike drive off as Eleanor drives farther away from him. Lucas had an arm wrapped around her and placed a passionate kiss on her. She pulls out one of her diamond earrings and places it in Lucas's hand. The two kiss one last time and Maxine runs off back into her mom's car and drives off. Lucas slips on the earring and heads back home just like he did this morning.
Brenner had finally walked back into the empty library finding a single essay sitting one Will's desk.
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 an essay telling you who we think we are. You see us as you want to see us. In the simplest terms, in the most convenient definitions.
But what we found out is that each one of us is a brain, and an athlete, and a basket case, a princess, and a criminal. Does that answer your question?
Sincerely yours,
the Breakfast Club.