Saturday 8th March - 8am

The Jocks

Phoenix Farrell pulled up in front of Maya High and turned off the ignition.

Sliding on his varsity jacket, he exited the car and sighed.

First one there. He always had been the punctual go getter type

'Hey Phi!'

Brad Delson jogged up to him in an identical jacket and grinned

'Dude what's up?'

'Not alot man... Just got here'

Brad nodded and looked around yawning

'Saturday detention fucking sucks. I should be at home sleeping'

Phoenix fiddled with his collar and dreamily thought of his bed

'I can't even remember what I did to end up here'

'Well coach is gonna fry your ass. You get another of these and he'll get you thrown off the tean'

They both turned as a car pulled up

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Saturday 8th March - 8am

The Brain

Rob Borudon squirmed in his seat and looked around the library.

It was massive and he felt desperate to run through and read as much as his brain would allow.

For a straight A student, being in school on a saturday would've been like Heaven... But Rob just felt uneasy and didn't want to be here at all.

He figured people would be interested in why he of all people was here. And then he figured that most people would not are or they would'nt know who he was.

It was a simple fact of life that he was regarded as little more than wallpaper and it would be forever like that, unless by some miracle he became popular and everyone loved him...

Hah yeah whatever.

His dad would laugh and tell him to stop daydreaming and keep doing his faggoty studying.

Prick

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Saturday 8th March - 8am

The Criminals

'Quit it!'

Rachel Halliwell sighed as Chester Bennington tried to grab her stash

'Gimme the weed Rach! You can't roll'

'Whatever fuckface'

She threw it to the floor and feigned innocence as Mike Shinoda scrambled for it

'Shit this was expensive!'

Rachel kicked him

'I know I paid!'

Chester lit his joint and inhaled deeply

'Shit, why are we even in detention?'

Mike grinned

'Well it's not like any of the other assholes are gonna know'

'Can it Kenji. We ain't got long before our day of torture'

Chester passed the joint round and they managed to smoke it in record time

'Now have we got time for another bad boy?'

Rachel giggled and blurrily looked at Mike

'I wanna play traffic lights!'

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Saturday 8th March - 8am

The Princess

'Daddy I don't wanna go!'

Jenny Daniels looked at her father imporingly but he gruffly shook his head

'No kitten. You can't skip a detention'

'But daddy!'

Jenny whined and screwed up her eyes. She felt paper being placed in her hands

'For my little angel'

Forgetting her tantrum she looked down and found cash

'A shopping trip! Oh but you said I have to go to detention!'

'Think of it as a consellation prize baby... Now scoot!'

Jenny hopped out onto her pink wedges and grabbed her equally pink bag

'Bye Pumpkin'

'Bye'

Watching the car drive off she mentally slapped herself for using her dad for money

'I'm such a whore!' She smiled suddenly and inspected her nails

Well a pretty one at least.

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Saturday 8th March - 8am

The Kooks

Casey Matthews looked at her battered purple doc martens and sighed.

A slight noise to her right made her squeak in surprise but she recognised the guy

'Hi you're in detention too? Remy thinks it's a bummer but it might be fun'

Joe Hahn happily downed a green pixie stick and continued to chatter

'You're Casey right? I think you are in my Art class but you're real quiet'

Casey tilted her head to the side and felt her bluey black hair fall with it.

She surveryed Joe as he ate another pixie stick, red this time

'Remy says your hair is cool but Remy thinks everyone has cool hair because he's stuck with what I want'

Casey nodded

'You talk alot'

Joe's jaw dropped

'Your voice is really nice! You probably sing good'

Casey shrugged and Joe continued

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A/N - This is just an experimental story so any input would be cool... I just felt like doing a high school story and figured Breakfast Club would be really funky... Oh and

Disclaimer - Don't own a goddamn thing, 'cept the characters I have made from my own twisted teenage mind