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The Breakfast Club Pt. 2

~Power Rangers AU~

Kim was frustrated.

Frustrated at her parents, at the school, at her shitty old friends. And most of all, frustrated with herself.

And as she sat in the library she couldn’t help but dwell on what she’d done to get here. How could she have been that cruel? Especially to someone she once considered her best friend.

It all just made her self loathing worse, as if she wasn’t insecure before all this happened.

She sighed, turning her attention away from her dark thoughts and to those around her. There was Jason Scott, golden boy turned fallen football star and then Billy Cranston, quiet kid who kept to himself.

He seemed nice.

Then there was Trini Kwan. They had a few classes together but she didn’t know anything about her. Nothing at all.

Besides her name and the fact that she never seemed to be without her yellow leather jacket and a beanie. She was a mystery and for some unfathomable reason, that intrigued Kim.

Trini felt eyes on her and quickly looked up from her book to see the ex-cheerleader staring her down. The fuck did she want?

Kim looked away and Trini rolled her eyes.

“Fucking cheerleaders” she mumbled under her breath, turning her attention back on the words in front of her.

Kim sighed but continued to look around the library anyway, there was Zach Taylor decked out in black with a cool expression on his face as he messed around with one of those stupid fidget spinners.

And Tomi Oliver in all her glory, her head was down but the green bomber gave it away. It was her signature thing, kind of like Trini’s leather jacket.

Kim had never seen either of them without it.

The sound of heels clicking interrupted her thoughts and she turned to see Rita entering the building, fifteen minutes late. Kim watched as the woman dressed in a green pantsuit and too much gold jewelry slammed her bag down on her desk.

She was the definition of over dramatic, Kim thought as the librarian made her way to the front to face the students.

“Listen up!”

The place was silent, there was literally no reason at all for her to scream.

“I have very few days off in my career. And because of that I cherish them like diamonds but because of you little shits I am forced to be here! Babysitting you like a bunch of four year olds! And it because you don’t know how to maintain yourselves that the innocent-” she gestured to herself and Jason scoffed.

“Have to suffer because of it. How could you be selfis-WHAT DO YOU WANT BILLY?!”

Kim turned her attention to Billy who looked a little taken back at Rita’s reaction. He slumped a in his chair and slowly let his hands slip down  from the air.

He didn’t deserve that.

“I-uh-I was wondering if it you were allowed to use that kind of language when addressing students. I just think don’t think it’s legal for a teacher to be talking to underage kids the way you are. I believe it’s against sch-”

“That’s the fucking thing William, I’m not a teacher! And does it look like I give a shit whether or not the way I talk to you miscreants is appropriate?” She snapped and Kim watched as the brown boy sunk further in his seat. He mumbled something along the lines of an apology and Rita rolled her eyes.  

The ex cheerleader bit her tongue, Rita really had some fucking nerve to come down on him like that. She was pretty sure that the bitch could lose her job for doing this, and all he was trying to do was warn her.

She wondered why Billy even cared. Rita was terrible and everyone knew it.

Maybe he’s just good like that.

The witch muttered something rude under her breath as she made her way around her desk. She plopped ungracefully down into her chair and rummaged through her purse for something.

“You okay Billy?” Kim turned her attention away from the green goblin to Jason who had spun around in his seat to face the brown eyed boy.

“Yeah, It’s fine.”

He didn’t even look at Jason as the words left his mouth. Just continued to tinker around with a few colored pencils, he never let his eyes stray away from them.. She watched as the ex-footballer looked at him worriedly before reluctantly facing back to the front.

Something didn’t sit right with his response, she knew Billy wasn’t okay. no matter what he said. It made her want to punch Rita’s lights out for hurting him.

They sat there, for ten or so minutes, in complete and utter silence.

It made Kim’s skin crawl.

She hated the quiet, she got enough of that at home. She didn’t need it at school too.

“Hey you”

She thanked god for the sound of someone’s voice in this hell hole.

She looked behind her to see Tomi staring intently at Trini. She was trying but failing to get her to look over. Kim might as well help her out, there was nothing else to do. And besides Trini was too lost in the words of her book to notice the girl in the green bomber trying to get her attention.

“Hey Trin”

Her eyes shot up at the sound of her name and she huffed when she realized it came from Kim.

“What do you want?”

Her tone was sharp and cold, Kim ignored the ice in her words and pointed to Tomi.

“I think she’s wants to say something to you.”

Trini looked over  and then back to her.

“Don’t call me Trini. We’re not friends.” She stated simply and before Kim could react, Trini’s eyes were already on Tomi.

“What do you want?”

Her words held the same iciness that they did when she addressed the cheerleader.

Kim smilled, at least she wasn’t the only one that Trini didn’t like.  

“How’d you end up in here?”

So this is where the direction was going.

She didn’t want any part in it. She moved to face Rita who had her eyes closed, ear buds in her ears.

Could this woman be any lazier?

She rolled her eyes and readjusted herself in her seat. Kim didn’t have her phone with her due to the fact that her parents had taken it away earlier that month.

She didn’t argue, she deserved it all

“That’s none of your business”

Kim really couldn’t help but listen in, there was nothing to distract herself.

“If you don’t tell me then I’m just gonna assume what you did and whatever I assume will be way worse then the truth so you might as well just say what you did and save yourself a few rumors.”

“Are you blackmailing me?”

“Absolutely”

There was a few seconds of silence before Kim heard Trini sigh.

“Skipping, I got in trouble for skipping.”

It didn’t surprise her, she didn’t seem like the school type.

“Same.”

Apparently she wasn’t the only person listening in, Kim thought as she tilted her head to see Zach, now facing the two girls, out of the corner of her eye.

“What about you, huh? What did the great Tomi Oliver do to land herself in detention?”

The sarcasm in Trini’s voice when she called Tomi great made Kim smile.

She liked her.

“Well if you must know, I got caught smoking weed in the girl’s bathroom.”

Zach laughed and she could hear Trini snicker.

Tomi didn’t even seem to regret what she did, Kim envied that.

But then again, she wasn’t caught doing drugs in the restroom. What she did, it was so much worse.

“Well now that that’s settled, what about you princess?”

Kim stiffened but turned to face her anyway.

Everyone beside Rita was looking at her now. She didn’t like it.

It made her feel like a bug under a magnifying glass. She hated the feeling.

“Don’t keep us waiting all day.” Tomi smirked and Kim wanted to smack it right off her face.

“Yeah, come on, princess.”

Kim ignored the fuzzy feeling in her stomach when Trini called her princess, she was too busy trying to think of a way to get out of the question.

“I-uh-I…..”

She trailed off, she didn’t want them knowing. She wondered how any of them didn’t know? It was the hottest topic in school for weeks before Jason an-

“I snuck a bull into the school.”

Speaking of which, Kim turned to the blonde grateful for his distraction.

“Yeah everyone knows about that, it cost us the championship and Coach Lee hasn’t shut up about it since. Thanks to you I have to hear that man go on and on about it all gym period. But the question wasn’t for you red, it was for Ms. cheerleader over here. Come on, it can’t be that bad.”

Tomi had no idea.

Jason sent her an apologetic look and even though his attempt failed, she was grateful nonetheless. They might have not been great friends but they were still friends. Kim was sure of that.

“Well I-uh-I-um”

Her mouth went dry and the atmosphere seemed thicker for some reason, the air hotter.

She didn’t know how to make what she had done sound less evil, she didn’t know how to make them understand why she had done it.

Shit, she barely did.

“I-well I-what I did wasn’t-I-uhm-I-”

“I blew up my locker”

The sound of Billy’s voice surprised her, his statement took her and everyone else off guard.

“Wait, what?”

Tomi’s interest no longer were focused on her and Kim let out a sigh of relief.

She looked over at the brown boy and he smiled sweetly at her before he was bombarded by questions from the others.

Thank god for Billy Cranston.

(chapter three coming soon)

The Breakfast Club

~Power Rangers AU~

“I still can’t believe that you would do something so stupid.”

Jason’s father had finally reached the end of his seemingly never-ending rant about how his son had thrown away his life and Jason thanked god that it was over.

He already knew he fucked up, big time actually. And he didn’t need his father reminding him of that every five seconds.

“I’m gonna be late” he muttered weakly before slamming the door open and hopping out before his dad could say anything else. A jolt of pain ran up his knee at the swift action but he ignored it and continued his trudge toward the school’s library. The detention room was overcrowded so he and five other unlucky souls were being sent to the library, with Rita.

She was a stone cold bitch and ever since freshmen year, Jason’s been convinced the she has it out for him.

He decided to take the short cut, considering the fact that the media center was all the way across campus and his leg injury ensured he’d never make it on time otherwise.

And that meant he’d have to walk through the football field.

The one place that he’d been avoiding since…..since the accident.

He took a deep breath before making his way towards his former place of glory.

The anxiety in his stomach grew with every step. His chest felt tighter than normal but he brushed it off.

‘This is nothing man, just a field’

His thought weren’t convincing enough but he pushed onward, ignoring the unsettling feeling in his gut.

It was easier than he thought, well walking into the place. But once he’d entered the stands he felt like he was gonna crumble into a million pieces. He could still hear the chanting of the crowd, his name spilling from each and every one of their lips.

He remembered the overwhelming feeling of victory for a moment. The feeling of being on top of the world as the whole school, no the whole town congratulated him on leading his team to another win.

A sick feeling of nostalgia washed over him as it all came rushing back.

Every memory that he wanted to leave on the field washed over him like a dream turned nightmare.

The crushing feeling of defeat after games,

The crushing feeling of defeat,

The crushing feeling…..

His hand drifted to his bad knee as memories of the crash hurtled into him like a speeding bullet. His chest tightening as the flashing of lights and the feeling of glass seeping into his skin as the impact of the wreck pressed against his leg. He remembered the pain, the fear, the loss, all at once.

His chest tightened, dizziness flowed over his mind and he wanted to throw up. That sick feeling of nostalgia was turning into just a sick feeling. The nostalgia was gone.

“Hey Jason, are you um…. are you okay?”

He whipped his head around and breathed for the first time in what felt like hours. It had really only been a few seconds.

“Yeah, I’m good. Thanks man.”

“For what?”

Jason looked closer at the guy and realized it was Billy Cranston. They had second period English together. He seemed nice, a bit shy, but still, a nice kid.

“The distraction, I guess”

Billy nodded before looking to the ground nervously. Jason took note of the fact that he was carrying a few colored pencils in his right hand and a notebook in the other. He must like to draw.

“Hey, do you wanna walk with me to the library ? That is if you’re going that way, I could use the company” Jason asked and the brown boy looked up hopefully. The prospect of a new friends excited him.

Billy nodded and awkwardly made his way over to where Jason stood. They walked in silence for a few minutes, but once they were halfway across the field Billy noticed Jason’s muscles tightening the way they had when he’d found him.

He needed to distract him again.

“If you didn’t know, my name’s Billy Cranston by the way. They used to call me Billy Cramston because there was a rumor that I crammed a ton of crayons up my butt. Which I don’t really think is physically possible? To cram all those crayons up ones butt and it staying there. The nickname is quite clever but still inaccurate. But no ones has called me that in years except for Bulk and Skull but there jerks and incredibly ignorant.

I’ve always wondered what drives someone to become a bully, I’ve always assumed that it has something to do with their childhood and home life. Maybe there the victims of neglect or abuse, I’ve read about children and young adults who suffer from these things and take their feelings of abandonment and pain out onto their peers.

But that doesn’t excuse someone’s hateful behavior, at least that’s what I believe. If they are going through those issues they should consult an adult and reach out for help. I suppose there are situations where one might not feel comforabl-”

“Is this what runs through your head all day Billy?” Jason interrupted and Billy looked over at the blonde and shrugged.

“I think a lot, about a lot of things all the time. Its because I’m on the spectrum, I read about it when I was younger, a little after I was diagnosed with autism. I’m sorry if my rambling bothers you, it bothers a lot of people.”

Jason really didn’t know how to respond. He had never met someone who was so forward and honest.

It was refreshing.

“Nah, it’s cool. I don’t mind it.”

He hadn’t even noticed they were out of the field until then. Jason turned to Billy

grateful for what he had done for him but he was already gone. He looked over to see him already walking into the library.

Jason sighed but didn’t speed up, he didn’t need to strain his knee even more than he’d already had today. 

The library was freezing, like usual and Jason clutched his jacket tighter to his body. His eyes scanned over the place, he recognized Kim and Billy of course but the other three people were strangers.

Jason didn’t even think they went to this school.

He made his way to the only other empty desk in the room, across from the ex-cheerleader and in front of Billy.

He slung his bag on the desk and pulled out his notebook and a pencil. Jason didn’t really have a plan on what exactly he was going to do all day. His dad had forced him to do all of his homework as soon as he got home.

No breaks, whatsoever.

The man actually sat there for six hours until his work was finished, checked it and then made Jason sit there for another two hours revising it all. He’d figure he just draw for a bit and keep his head down.

At least that’s what he’d hope would happen. But knowing his luck, it would all be downhill from here.

(chapter two coming soon)