The Breakfast Club ReWrite Pt. 2

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Hey people! Welcome back to the mind of 3moAng3l!!! Full of twisted humor, cliffhangers out the wazzoo and rabid panda pairs that are ready to attack at any time!

OOH! OOH! Thank you to those who have commented on the last one! I know it's taken a month to do this but I got my laptop taken away because of....grades. xD I never learn. SHOUTOUT TO xxblutixx FOR THE WARM WELCOME BACK :D Love ya! :)

Created by: xX3mo_Ang3lXx

Are you ready for...
Our "When Will I Die" Quiz?

  1. What is your age?
  2. What is your gender?
  1. There was a loud snapping sound. We all turned to look and it’s the quiet girl, chewing on her nails. She doesn’t stop until she notices that everyone was looking at her. “You keep eating your hand like that and you won’t be hungry for lunch,” Bender said, looking at her. She spat part of her nail at him, barely missing me doing so. I heard Nerd Boy talking to himself and began to listen. “Who do I think I am?” he asked himself quietly, hooking his pen to the bottom of his lip. “Who are you? Who are you? I am, a walrus…”
  2. I was utterly confused. He looked up and noticed me staring. He nervously laughed and took the pen from his mouth. It was so quiet, I felt like screaming. My ADD was yelling at me to do something. I leaned my head on my hand, propping it up on the desk. “What’s your name?” I asked Nerd Boy. He pointed to himself questioningly. I rolled my eyes. “No the freakin’ cookie monster beside you.” Getting that I was talking about him, he answered. “B-Brian.” I nodded, leaning back in my chair and crossing my arms. I noticed Bender started playing with his paper, folding it up carefully, then finally choosing to wad it up and throw it over the head of the jock kid. Both of the Preps acknowledge it, but they just continued to ignore him. “Nah, nah, nah, nah, nah…nah, nah, nah,” he loudly sang.
  3. “I can’t believe this is actually happening to me,” Miss Prissy said to herself. Out of nowhere, Bender stopped singing. “Oh s---, what’re we s’posed to do if we gotta take a piss?” “Oh my god,” Prissy mumbled. “Well,” he said, standing up. He walked over to nearby plant and unzipped his pants. “If ya gotta go, ya gotta go!” At this point, everyone was looking at him. “Hey you’re not urinating in here man!” The wrestler boy protested. Bender waved him off. “Don’t talk! Don’t talk! It makes it crawl back up!” I snorted with laughter. “You whip it out and you’re dead before the first drop hits the floor,” Pretty Boy threatened. Bender gasped mockingly. “You know, you’re pretty sexy when you get angry…grr!” He made a cat-paw motion towards the guy before turning towards Brian. “Hey homeboy.” The kid pointed towards himself with the pen. “Why don’t you go close that door? Maybe we’ll get the ladies impregnated.” Knowing he was joking around, I laughed. But Prissy didn’t seem to like it too much.
  4. “HEY!” Pretty Boy almost yelled. “What?” Bender asked, in a bored tone. “If I lose my temper, you’re totaled man.” Bender flipped his hair out of his face for effect before he said, “Totally?” Pretty Boy narrowed his eyes. “Totally.” “Just ignore him Andy,” Prissy said, turning in her seat. Ignoring her, Bender went on. “Hey Sporto, what’d you do to get in here? Forget to wash your jock?” Brian, the poor kid, decided that he didn’t want to be left out. “Uh, excuse me fellas? I think we should just write our papers…” Andy turned to Bender, standing up and looking him in the eye. “Look, just because you practically live in here doesn’t give you a right to be a pain in the ass, so knock it off!” “It’s a free country,” Bender countered smugly. “Andy, for the love of God, ignore him, he’s just trying to get a rise out of you,” Prissy said. “Sweets, you couldn’t ignore me if you tried, isn’t that right Alexa?” he said, turning his head towards me. Playing along, I nodded. “Sure is Babe.” He smirked and put his arms around Andy and Miss Prissy. “Sooooo, are you guys like boyfriend/girlfriend?” Silence. “Steady dates?” More silence. “Lo-vers?” I noticed Prissy rolled her eyes. “Come on Sporto, level with me,” Bender turned towards Andy. “Did you slip her the hot…beef…injection?” Both of them turned to face him, furious looks on their faces. “GO TO HELL!” “ENOUGH!” -was the reaction from the both of them. “HEY!” we heard Vernon yell from his office. “What’s going on in there?” There was silence, and we heard nothing else from him. We all stayed like that for a minute, looking at each other.
  5. Andy turned from Bender, looking down at his desk still fuming. Bender stood up and walked over to the railing, sitting on it. “Whattaya way we close that door? We can’t have any kinda party with Dickwad checking us out every ten seconds.” “That door is supposed to stay open,” Brian objected. “So?” Bender asked. “So why don’t you just shut up!” Andy hissed. “There’s five other people in here you know.” “My God, you can count. SEE! I knew you had to be smart to be a wrestler.” I laughed, and Bender glanced at me, then back at Andy. “You know Bender, you don’t even count, I mean if you disappeared forever, it wouldn’t make any difference,” Andy said icily. “You may as well not even exist at this school.” This pissed me off. I stood up, walking over to them. “Oh really? Why is that?” Andy tore his gaze from Bender to look at me. I didn’t give him a chance to speak. “Is it because he doesn’t take the time to kiss every wrestling coaches ass within a fifty mile radius every chance he gets? Because he doesn’t hang out and act like you and your crony friends? What about me then? Do I not exist at this school?” He just stared at me. I could tell by his reaction, that he thought I didn’t. “Exactly,” I retorted. “Don’t go judge people just because you don’t hang out with them you no brained, juice-pumping idiot.” I turned on my heel and went back to my table, sitting on the end. I looked over at Bender, and he was looking at me with something I couldn’t quite comprehend. He realized that I had caught him and he looked away. What the hell? “Look you guys,” Andy said, finally done staring at me. “You keep your talking and Vernon’s gonna come right in here…I gotta meet next week and I’m not gonna miss it on account of you boneheads.”
  6. Bender let out a fake moan of agony. “Oh, wouldn’t that be a bite. Missing a whole wrestling meet.” “You wouldn’t know anything about it faggot! You never competed in your whole life!” Andy said. Bender clutched at his chest. “Oh I know…I feel all empty inside because of it. I have such a deep admiration for guys that roll around all sweaty on the floor with other guys.” “You’d never miss it Bender. You don’t have any goals.” “Oh but I do!” John objected. “You see Andrew, I wanna be just like you! I figure, all I need is a lobotomy and some tights.” Brian, somehow became interested. “You wear tights?” “No I don’t wear tights, I wear the required uniform,” Andy said, looking at Brian. “So you wear tights,” I said, looking at him. “Would you shut up?” Andy exclaimed, getting defensive. I smirked at him, knowing I struck a nerve.
  7. We heard Vernon moving around in the hall. Quickly, Bender sat in the chair between Prissy and Andy and folded his hands on the table. After a second, Vernon went back to his office, and he laughed, getting up. He walked towards the double doors that separated the library from the hallway. “You know there’s not supposed to be any monkey business,” Brian said. Bender turned on his heel and walked backwards while pointing towards Brian. “Young man,” he said, imitating Vernon. “Have you finished your paper?” He turned back towards the doors and removed several screws from the door. “What are you doing John?” I asked, annoyed that he might get us all in trouble. “Dropping dead I hope,” Andy muttered. “Quiet hun. Go back to bed,” he replied, a smirk on his face. “Bender, that’s school property, it isn’t to be toyed with.” Brian said. “Come on man, fix it!” Andy added. “Am I a genius or what?” John asked, a grin on his face. Then the door slammed loudly. I rolled my eyes as he ran back to his seat. He turned around to me and grabbed my hand, opening my fingers. “For you my dear,” he said jokingly. He put the two screws in my palm and I laughed. “Oh happy day! Now I don’t have to spend my dowry on wonderful things like pills and booze!” He laughed, but only briefly because we heard Vernon in the hall. “God damnit!” The angry principal opened the door and stormed in, eyeing all of us. “Why is that door closed?” Nothing. “WHY is that door closed?” Bender spoke up, feigning innocence, “How’re we supposed to know? We’re not supposed to move right?” Vernon looked straight at me. “Why?” My eyes grew wide. “We were just sitting here, like we were supposed to.” He turned back to Bender. “Who closed that door?” John just shrugged. Saving Bender from a tongue slashing, for some reason I opened my mouth. “I think a screw fell out of it.” Surprisingly, Andy jumped in too. “It just closed, sir.” Vernon looked at the girl in the back, who had yet to say a word the whole time we’d been here. “WHO?” She let out a small squeak, and then slammed her faced onto the table, her jacket falling over her head. “She doesn’t talk sir,” Bender provided. He turned back to John. “Give me the screw.” “I don’t have it.” “Give me that screw Bender.” “I told you, I don’t have it!” “Excuse me sir, why would someone want to steal a screw?” I asked. “You watch it young lady.” “Excuse me for asking jeez.” “You want another Saturday? You got it girlie.” “Oh my gosh, I’m going die of apathy.” “There’s another one.” I rolled my eyes and crossed my arms. Before I could counter, Bender interrupted. “Sir, screws fall out all the time, the world is an imperfect place.” Vernon glared at him and walked over to the door, trying to put a folding chair in front of it. “Sir, the door’s way too heavy sir,” Bender said, trying not to laugh. The door ended up slamming shut, despite the chair. “DAMN IT,” Vernon yelled from the other side of the door. We all laughed. He re-entered the room and pointed at Andy. “Andrew Clark, get up here. Front and center, lets go."
  8. “Heeyyy,” Bender objected as Andy sauntered over. “How come Andrew gets to get up? If he get’s up, we’ll all get up. It’ll be anarchy!” I laughed at him, and he looked back at me, an amused smile on his face. We all watched as both Vernon and Andy were trying to get a magazine stand to prop the door open. It ended up blocking the entire door. Him and his brilliant thinking, Bender interfered. “That’s very clever sir, but what if there’s a fire? I think violating fire codes and endangering the lives of children would be quite imprudent at this juncture in your career, would it not?” “Now you use big words,” I mumbled at him. He turned and squinted his eyes at me.
  9. Vernon thought about it for a second, and then started yelling at Andy to move the huge thing out of the way. As they were struggling, Brian decided to undo his status of genius in the room. “Sir, the school comes equipped with fire exits at either end of the library.” Both Bender and I turned to glare at him. He shrunk a little in his seat and shut up. “Show Dick some respect!” Bender declared. Vernon finally got things in order; he basically stomped back over to the tables, glaring at us all. “You’re not fooling anyone Bender!” He exclaimed, turning to look at John. “The next screw that falls out is gonna be you!” He turned away and started towards the doors. “Eat my shorts,” John said under his breath. But it wasn’t quiet enough because Vernon spun around and faced him again. “What was that?” I face palmed myself and watched, knowing what was fixing to happen next. “EAT…MY…SHORTS!”
  10. “You just bought yourself another Saturday mister!” “Oh Christ,” I said. He looked at me. “You too Alexa.” I just rolled my eyes. “What does she have to do with this? This is my s---, leave her out,” Bender said, standing up. “You just bought one more right there!” “Well, I’m free the Saturday after that…beyond that, I’m gonna have to check my calendar!” I yelled at him. John turned towards me, an annoyed look on his face. “GOOD! ‘Cause it’s gonna be filled, we’ll keep goin’! You want another one Princess? Just say the word.” “FINE!” I yelled back. “Good god girl, shut up,” John exclaimed. Vernon turned towards Bender, stabbing a finger into his chest. “Instead of going to prison, you’ll come here if you keep talking! Are you done?” “NO!” John yelled in his face. “Alright. There’s another one. Any more?” “Quit it,” Prissy shouted at him. “Bender, just stop,” I hissed at him. Vernon looked at me. “You just got one too.” I growled under my breath. I looked back at John, who was currently looking at me. “Stop it,” I mouthed at him.
  11. Vernon looked back and forth between the both of us. “For the next month, I have you two.” “How many is that?” I asked, curiously. I had to make sure that I could make it and my schedule was cleared for this crap anyways. “That’s five including the one when we first came in and Bender asked Mr. Vernon here whether Barry Manilow knew that he raided his closet.” “Now it’s six,” Vernon added. I sighed and put my head on my desk. “I got you two. I gotcha real good.” “What can I say? I’m thrilled,” Bender said, sarcasm dripping from his voice. “Oh I’m sure that’s exactly what you want these people to believe,” Vernon snorted. “You know something Bender? You ought to spend a little more time trying to do something with yourself and a little less time trying to impress people. You might be better off.” Then he turned and spoke to the rest of us. “That’s it! I’m going to be right outside those doors. The next time I hafta come in here…I’m cracking skulls!” I was watching John’s reaction and he was mouthing along with the cracked skulls part. He walked across the floor and slammed the door open. As the door slammed shut, Bender screamed out at the top of his lungs, ”f--- YOU!”

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