The Breakfast Club's - 10 year reunion

[Honey_B]

OCC:The setting is the high school made famous by the movie, "The Breakfast Club." The same five characters are meeting in the library after their 10 year class reunion. The characters had not seen each other since they had graduated (or left school). They have decided to meet where it all began.

It seems our cast has had a little too much to drink and the old (and some new) attractions may surface...

We have Claire Standish, played by Molly Ringwald in the movie. The other female character is Allison Reynalds, played by Ally Sheedy. The three male parts are John Bender who was played by Judd Nelson, Brian Johnson played by Anthony Michael Hall, and Andrew Clark played by Emilio Estevez.

I will leave it up to the person who chooses each character to fill out the last ten years.

I will be playing Allison Reynolds in this little story. I know everyone wants to be Claire, but I was more of a Allison in high school. Besides it's not far that Claire be the only woman in the Club to have sex in that high school!

My husband, who uses the name Honey_B, also, will be playing Brian Johnson. I think the choice gives away his high school career
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IC: Allison Reynolds
I opened the door and walked inside the library. I quickly scanned the room. The world's ugliest statue still dominated the center of the room, but otherwise, the place was empty. First one here I guess. What if nobody showed up? What if I was the only one who decided to come over here after leaving the reunion? Listen to me... I've been in my old highschool for five minutes and already the old insecurities are back.

They're coming, I just drive like a maniac.

Besides, I have a lot to be proud of. I'm not that scared, insecure, odd duck I was in highschool. I glance down at my body. I've retained every bit of my figure, and its shown off by the black sleeveless leather dress I am wearing. My legs look long and graceful in their black seamed stocking and 3-inch "fuck-me" pumps. I know I have a pretty face; dark eyes, high cheekbones, sensual mouth. My hair is long, dark, and shiny, with no signs of that pesky dandruff that plagued me in highschool. Right now, I'm wearing it pulled back in a French braid so you can see my features. The look on the faces of some of my old classmates still makes me smile. The ugly duckly has emerged as a swan, finally...

I glance at my Rolex. Yes, a Rolex. Allison has done very well for herself, thank you very much. Art, the one subject I ever really loved in highschool, has payed off. You might even be lucky enough to own an original Reynolds. They run at least a couple grand. I still can't believe it myself.

I walk over to that famous grouping of chairs and sit down in my old seat. Just then, the door opens...

 

[Honey_B]

Brian Johnson
OCC: My Brian Johnson has put on a little bit of weight, all of it muscle, thanks to dating a female bodybuilder. When I started dating her, I looked much as I did in highschool. After dating Helga for two years, I had a body like Brad Pitt.

ICanting and out-of-breath, I reach the library. It feels weird wondering these halls. The last time I was here, the feeling of being scared and insecure was overwhelming. And, that Saturday morning was the first time I truly felt I belonged in any group other than the chess club.

I feel a surge of adrenaline or maybe anticipation, or maybe just too much alcohol, as I open the door. The first sight that greets me is that ugly statue. As I start to scan the room, my eyes are stopped by the stunning beauty of Allison.

Allison, I was attracted to her back in highschool. Well, I was attracted to Claire, too, as well as every girl within these walls. I was such a horny little devil!

Back to Allison... I walk over to her and pick up her hand. I kiss the back gently, look into her eyes, and say, "You won!"

"What?" she replies.

"You won the race. I tried to keep up with you but you slipped away right after we left the reunion."

"I like to drive fast!" Allison replied and pulled her hand away.

Our conversation was cut short as the door swung open...

 

[eepy]

OOC: I would absolutely love to be Claire, if you'll have me

 

[Honey_B]

OCC
Welcome,Claire/eepy! Have fun with her.

 

[mars99]

OOC: I sooooooo want to be John Bender! My all time favorite movie

JohnIC:
I had tried to clean up over the past 10 years. 3 stints in prison and a few shots at rehab hadn't completely cured me of my bad boy tendencies. I was getting known as the Robert Downey, Jr. of our town, and the one thing that would never change about me was my obsession with babes. My dick still got hard at anything female that passed by.

Taking Claire's virginity was still fresh in my mind. Popping the prom-queen's cherry had been the last great achievement of my high school career, but I had to cut her loose after that. Guy like me's gotta move on, ya know?

I walk up to the old high school(I still don't have a car) and light up a big fat J before entering. I wonder what became of these guys? The next 7 weeks in detention hadn't been the same without them. After taking a hit or two I push open the door and see that formerly freaky chick Allison sitting by herself. My, how times have changed! One glance at her strapless leather dress and pumps and yep, there go those loins stirring again.

I had managed to get my act together a little bit. Still no job, but I had cut my hair and gotten some decent looking clothes. All those prison workouts had toned my body nicely and I went to sit by Allison, wearing a tight T-shirt and tight black jeans.

"Hey. Long time no see." I said with my familiar deadpan, sarcastic tone....

 

[eepy]

Claire

IC:

I had skipped the reunion, opting for a quiet dinner at an up-scale restaurant instead. Although I still had my looks, I had been married and divorced 4 times already, had no children, and was still living primarily off my parents, though I did have a job as a purchaser for an downtown clothing boutique. I had no wish to see my former friends, with their picture-perfect families and fabulous careers.

But the meeting with the group I had once spent an entire Saturday in detention with was not something I was going to pass up...

I got to the library right on time, I realized, as before entering the room I glanced at the Rolex my daddy had bought me. Smoothing my hands over my skirt, I hoped the outfit had been an appropriate choice. I had wanted something chic but not outragous, so I had choosen a sleeveless, clingy black top and a short grey skirt with an assymetrical hemline. Paired with chunky black heels and a stylish black purse, I felt I looked "hip" but also grown-up enough to face my former friends...? Acquaintences? Whatever...

The person I was really looking forward to seeing was John Bender... No one had ever seen into my soul the way he had that day... the way they all did, actually. Quite an experience...

As I opened the door, the first person I saw was Allison (Wow, the ten years had definitely been good to her, although she'd always been pretty, she just hadn't known it. But now she was... stunning! Of course, I wouldn't be caught dead wearing leather and a french braid, but anyways...) and, was that John? John Bender? Hmm, he wasn't looking so good...

But was that Andrew standing near them? No, wait... That was Brian! My god! He sure was looking good...

Smiling brightly, I greeted the room with a cheery, "Hi guys!" Then I sashayed my way over to Brian. "Wow, Brian, you sure have changed!" I splurted out before I could stop myself. Oh, god, that sounded really dumb...

Photo of "Claire":
http://members.nbci.com/mringwald/molly100.jpg

 

[mars99]

John

Of course I skipped the reuinion too. What did I want with a bunch of people who had hated me back then and probably still would. I still liked to play the bad boy but the fact was, the last 10 years I had been haunted by one memory...Claire, and how I had made the biggest mistake of my life by letting her go. My youthful rebellion had led me to do it, but losing the only girl who ever really cared about me was the worst of my many failures. I try to be the tough guy and act like she didn't matter, but my one chance at happiness had slipped away and 10 years later, I still haven't forgiven myself. I lost track of her after school, but the main reason I bothered showing up today, was the small chance she might be there, and forgive me.

Newly sexy Allison, buffed out Bri and I sat in the room. They seemed to be hitting it off just fine, but I was embarassed to still be the burnout I was in high school so I really wasn't sure how to break the ice. Then the door swung open....

She stood in the doorway and I just froze, unable to move or speak. More beautiful than I had remembered, in a tight, black top that set my mind on fire, Claire was back. Her first move was to Brian, brushing past me to say Hi to him. I sighed. This wasn't going to be easy.....

 

[Honey_B]

Allison

OCC:Great start, guys! I like the photo of Claire, nice touch. If we don't get an Andrew by tomorrow, my husband and I can write his character jointly.

IC: Well... What have we here? Looks like some people never change. John Bender. Sparks were practically flying out of his eyes. It was nice to see that he noticed me before he focused all his attention on Claire.

"Hello, John... Claire," I said as I tried to smile at them. I was feeling uncomforable as hell. Maybe John would give me some of whatever he had been smoking. I struggled for something witty to say.

"Does anyone remember when I blurted out that I was a nymphomaniac?" I looked from John, Claire, and Brian. "I think I would have said anything that Saturday to break the ice. That's a little like I feel now."

 

[Honey_B]

Brian
IC: "Allison, I remember that. I also remember you saying you fucked your shrink. Do you remember saying that?"

Allison nods her head, yes.

"Well, guess what I do for a living? Looking for a new shrink?" I say with a devilish smirk. "That's right, I became a psychiatrist. Well, that's enough small talk. Who's up for a drink?" as I produce a fifth of vodka and a quart of O.J.

"Bender, you look like you could use one." I produce four plastic glasses from my coat that I scammed from the reunion.

I pour myself a drink and I look over at Claire. She's still the same beautiful princess she was in highschool and doesn't look a day older. The contrast between the two women is startling; one has a dark beauty, the other strawberries and cream. "Claire, can I make you something?" "Allison?" I look from one to the other, and try not to let my mind wander to something it shouldn't.

 

[Honey_B]

Allison
IC: Vodka... Did Brian remember that was my favorite drink? "I'll have one," I say. It's hard not to slam the drink down, I'm so nervous. I slam it anyway and ask for another. Brian seems happy to oblige.

"So, Brian, you're a doctor. I always imagined you would have become the next Bill Gates. But then, you seem to have changed a lot since highschool."

I can't help but notice the nerdy little boy has grown up alot. I try not to stare at the handsome man in front of me. "I've go to ask, where did you get that awesome body?" I ask as I gesture for another drink.

 

[catlover]

Andrew

OOC Looks as though you still have room for one more guy

I have seen the movie a number of times - remember Claire of course and also remember the looks of at least one of the guys, but dont remember which one was Andrew

I do also remember the times I personally was on detention,and related to the whole scene with that in mind -working off my demerits slowly.

IC After high school I lost touch with all my old friends. I went off into the navy for nine years, and had just returned to the old home town married with three kids, and joining my dad in a family business.

The navy bought me a college education and travel over much of the world. It found me a wife and family and here I was back at home trying to figure out what I had missed, and how to earn a living. I was still the dumb shit I was then, as I walked in the door of the reunion, wondering if I would see anyone I might recognize. Fortunately I was met by one of the committee members who recognized me - after all I hadnt changed a bit. I didnt have a clue who she was - until she told me her name- but she must have gained 75 lb and I ran- not walked- to th bar just to get away from her.

In milling around I was lucky enough to see Brian, who I remembered especially from our day in detention in the library. He told me of the special reunion of the five of us, which intrigued me, as I especially wanted to see what Clair looked like after these years. I had looked around the reunion site but hadnt seen her. I had lusted after her the whole time in school, jacking off thinking about her every night- but never even asked her for a date. She was so popular she would have no interest in a studious nerd like me.

So when the time came, I walked into the library and saw the other four had all already arrived. The guys shook hands, and I looked at the two girls and just melted. Talk about sexy and sensuous! Both had blossomed with their maturity,and looked just delectable. I walked over to the two of them chatting and politely said hi, and was greeted by both with very nice kisses.

[Edited by catlover on 05-31-2001 at 09:14 PM]

 

[Honey_B]

Brian
IC: "Well, Allison, that's a good question." I say as I pull up a chair next to her. I take off my coat and roll up my shirtsleeves.

"After med school I still looked like a the little boy from highschool. I had to do something so I joined the nearest gym. It was there that I met Helga, a Hungarian bodybuilder with thighs that could crush a walnut. You have to understand that until then, I had had like no experience with women; only a few dates that went South. I couldn't believe this raving beauty of an Amazon was beginning to hit on me every time I went to the gym.

It wasn't long before Helga and I started dating and the relationship progressed VERY quickly. She made me her little project and my body began to change under her supervision. Believe me, you will do an extra set if it means pissing of a Hungarian hellion with biceps bigger than yours.

Like I said, we got hot and heavy fast. Before I knew it, I asked her to marry me. A year and a half later, when Helga had gotten her citizenship, I'm here living in a hotel suite, waiting for our divorce to be completed."

I notice all three of them have been listening to my little story. "Bender, Claire, you two haven't changed a bit."

 

[eepy]

Claire

OOC: catlover, Andrew is the "jock."

IC:

As Allison and Brian appeared to be more or less engrossed in updating each other about their lives, I decided to face my past like the grown woman that I was and talk to John Bender. "So, John," I said, turning to him, "Brian's right. You haven't changed a bit. How's the last decade been for you?" I nervously bit my lip as I stood there waiting for a reply, a touch, a kiss, a fuck... Oh, god, what was I thinking?? Hmmm, I wonder if he still has my earring?

 

[mars99]

John

I sat silently with the others, that damn Simple Minds tune still running through my head, 10 years later. Will they EVER stop playing that song? I watched as Allison and Brian reminisced. I wondered if Brian had gotten laid yet. As I recall, his chick in the Niagra Falls area hadn't turned out too well. He was looking more confident though, so I assumed he had been riding the hobby horse with someone by now. The way he was putting the moves on Allison I could tell he was still demented and sad, but apparently a little more social.

"Thanks, Bri." I took the drink, even though I had a fifth of Jack with me and gulped it down. I still was unable to make eye contact with Claire. I stared up at the infamous statue as memories flooded my mind. I remembered getting them all stoned and had provisions in my pocket again, in case they wanted to relive the experience. Most vivid of all, I remembered my first glimpse of Claire's panties under the desk and how I longed for her from that moment on.

Brian told his tale of Helga and I was glad he had found his manhood. This night was going well so far. I began to relax.

OOC: Thanks for starting this, guys! eepy, you like characters named Claire don't you? LOL

 

[mars99]

John

I heard Claire's voice and with nervousness I hadn't felt in years I turned to her and spoke.

"I've been OK." God, I sounded like a dork! I never used to sound like a dork! "I've just been, you know, hangin' around." She looked as beautiful as ever and I had to fight back the urge to kiss her right then, not knowing what was on her mind.

"You want a drink Claire?" Damn, I better not blow this!

 

[Honey_B]

Allison

IC: I looked up from Brain's story just as Andrew walked in. I remember how he was the big jock in highschool and how all of the girls wanted him. I also remember how I thought that, just maybe, he might have been interested in me that Saturday, especially after Claire had given me a quickie makeover. Not wanting to be rude, I asked Brian to hold that thought, and walked over to Andrew.

"Andrew, remember me?" I asked as seductively as I knew how.

 

[catlover]

Andrew

"Of course I remember you, but not looking like this. You are magnificent!",I exclaimed. She didnt look like this ten years ago. When we were in school - I was the big athelete -good looking - straight A student- the whole deal except for one thing. I was so shy I couldnt ask a girl for a date. I had never even had a kiss in high school- the only dates I had were when a girl asked me out, which did happen but I didnt know enough to know what to do-I just dreampt about them in the privacy of my room.

And here was this gorgeous creature in front of me, and a kiss she was about to get, and did. My how times change!

I didnt need a drink - I was already intoxicated

[Edited by catlover on 05-31-2001 at 10:43 PM]

 

[Honey_B]

Karl - Everybody's favorite janitor

OCC: I feel like we all could use a little mood music and atmosphere.

IC: "Damn, late shift again, and *&#$^*, someone's left the lights in the library," thought Karl, the friendly and wise(ass) janitor. He stopped at the library door, then peeked through the windows.

"They look awfully familiar. Must be re-living old times after the big reunion. I'll think I'll set the mood a little for them."

Karl walked back to the main office. He found his radio and scanned the dial for a station that played tunes from the eighties. Then, he switched on the PA system and positioned the radio close to it. Finally, he went over to the control panel and dimmed the lights of the libray.

Meanwhile: Back in the library...



[Edited by Honey_B on 06-01-2001 at 12:32 AM]

 

[Honey_B]

Allison

Suddenly, the lights dimmed to an lower level and soft music began to drift in from above. I couldn't place the song, but I remembered it from my youth.

I looked back at Andrew. Was it my imagination, or did he seem shy. I felt emboldened by the thought and I couldn't help but smile at him.

"Thanks, you don't look so bad yourself." I looked into his big brown eyes, those eyes that always seemed to have a smile in them. I glanced over at John and Claire, then at Brian. Damnit, I was going to get someone to someone to ask me to dance.

"Excuse me." I stepped back a few paces from Andrew, and went through a woman's time-honored ritual for flirting - straightening the seams on my stockings. Slowly bending low, I ran my hands lightly down the backs of my legs as I straightened the seam. In doing so, I knew Andrew would get a wonderful view of my cleavage and I know Brian wouldn't be able to miss my world-class ass as I bent over.

I straightened and glanced over my shoulder. I think I had Brian's attention, and I smiled at him. I turned back to Andrew and raised my eyebrow. It felt soooo good to play the flirt!

[Edited by Honey_B on 06-01-2001 at 12:34 AM]

 

[catlover]

Andrew

How convenient! thr music came on at just the right time, as I was there right next to Allison. She stepped away and sttraightened her stockings, whic didnt need straightening. I got a good look at her bodice as she bent over, and those gorgeous legs as she pulled up the dress enough to bare enough of her legs to give just enough of a glimpe at what I wanted a lot better look at.

I held out my arms and said "May we dance?"

She came into my arms, and was light as a feather as the tow of us danced to the music, and suddenly I was compkletely oblivious to the other three, over on the other side of the room now. We danced and I looked at her wondering howe in the world I had missed all these years ofenjoyment like this! where was I when all this was passed out? standing behind the door was where I was- missing out, but no more as I held her and danced with her and wished we were dancing in a prone position.

 

[eepy]

Claire

"Of course, John, I'd love a drink. What do we have? But you know, I'm not gonna settle for that vague answer. You've been 'hangin around' doing what? Hangin around married with kids, hanging around as a bum on the street, what?"

I wanted to add, "Hangin around regretting that you lost me?" I wanted to... but I didn't. I wanted to know the truth, but I didn't want to look stupid. Why was I still worried about that? I remembered high school, where I'd only been friends with the people who would raise my social standing, making me look as "cool" as possible... Would I ever grow up?...

I just stood there, giving him the coldest look I could manage, considering the way he was making me feel. I knew my efforts were working pretty well, but if he looked closely into my eyes, he would see the truth...

[Edited by eepy on 06-01-2001 at 07:16 PM]

 

[mars99]

John

"Um, yeah, pretty much that bum thing that you mentioned." I smiled as I snatched two vodkas from Brian and offered one to Claire. She didn't seem too charmed or even willing to smile at me, but the fact that she was even talking to me made me happy and let me know she'd been thinking of me, as I had her.

I moved to her and thought for once in my life, I'd just be flat out honest, because I didn't want to let her slip away again. I looked deep into her eyes. She was just as beautiful as she ever was, and always would be.

"Claire...I'm sorry. I really miss you....a lot." I was shaking inside as I spoke, new and renewed feelings coming back to me in waves. I remembered her little lipstick trick, how I had liked it but pretended not to, just to keep up my "cool" image.

I reached into my pocket and pulled out the diamond earring she'd so lovingly given me all those years ago. "I've still got it, Claire." I held it up for her to look at. "It still means more to me than anything else I own."

I looked into her eyes again, hoping for some sign of forgiveness.....

 

[eepy]

Claire

IC:

John's words melted my heart. An apology?? I definitely hadn't been expecting that from him. But when he said "I'm sorry," his voice slightly shaky, the guard I had put up to guard my feelings, to save myself from being hurt and rejected for about the billionth time, came tumbling down. I felt tears come to my eyes as I moved closer to him, reaching for his hand and picking up the earring. His hand closed over mine and squeezed it slightly. I stared into his eyes and gave him a little smile, saying, "I had wondered if you'd kept it... And John, the way things ended... it's not entirely your fault. If I hadn't been so worried about my stupid 'popularity' and whatnot, I think it could have worked out differently... Maybe it still can."

 

[Honey_B]

Allison

IC: Andrew asked me to dance and I accepted. I mean, how could I not. It felt wonderful being held in his strong arms. I swayed my hips, trying to tease him, just a little. This was getting more than a little exciting. I'm not sure what I wanted from all of this, but that was my problem. It had always been my problem. Allie, you've got to stop thinking, and just enjoy the moment.

I closed my eyes and leaned my head on Andrew's shoulder. I breathed in the scent of his spicy aftershave. "Mmmmmm...," I unconsciously murmured out loud.

 

[Honey_B]

Brian

IC:Boy, am I feeling the effects of this alcohol. Look at Bender trying to get Claire's panties off. Now, smooth Andrew is dancing with Allison. And... Here I am, with my bottle. If I wasn't feeling a little tipsy, I would probably withdraw into my shell. But what the hell, I'm not feeling like a gentlemen at the moment <takes another swig of vodka straight from the bottle>

I walk over to Allison. "Excuse me, Andrew," I say, "I believe this dance is reserved for me."