azaracclover

[azaracclover]

You Forgot Me

Please go read the tags and warnings from here, kisses- z

https://archiveofourown.org/works/65884519/chapters/169719166

"Its been 20 years since they where all in the same room together, 20 years since the breakfast club was even a club. Could you even call them that in the first place, I mean they where never really a club. Just a bunch of stuck up asshole kids who thought they where gonna grow up and change the world, but now the question is who changed who? Did they change the world, or did the world change them?"

Its the 20 year High School reunion follow the older breakfast club as they meet all together once again back where it all started.

Chapter 1

Its been 20 years since they where all in the same room together, 20 years since the breakfast club was even a club. Could you even call them that in the first place, I mean they where never really a club. Just a bunch of stuck up asshole kids who thought they where gonna grow up and change the world, but now the question is who changed who? Did they change the world, or did the world change them? It was June 20th 2005, The 20 year high school reunion was tonight, and she was nervous. Its not that she didn't think she looked good, she was Claire Standish, and even after 3 kids and C - Section she still looked great. “You look great honey, dont worry.” Her husband kissed her on the cheek, walking by her. Thats right, she wasn't Claire Standish any more, she was Claire Graystone. She was the wife of Bank manager. She was a homemaker, a housewife. Shed done exactly what her family expected. But she didn't need a husband to tell her she looked good, at 36 she knew she looked good, hell she made sure of it. No she wasnt worried about looks she was worried about seeing him. The man that she hated, hated to love. John Bender. In the same town not to far away he was there standing in the mirror adjusting his leather jacket. “Fuck I look like shit.” John Bender says looking in the mirror at his own refection. He wore a clean, well partially clean white tee shirt, black jeans and his famous black leather jacket, he’d had it since high school. It had faded in some places, a few holes here and there but he fixed what he could and said fuck it to what he couldn't. It was 10:30, right on time. he pulled up exactly when he wanted to not to early not to late. If its one thing a life as a judge and former lawyer has taught him was how to make an entranced. He was showing up to his class reunion. His first one he’d missed the first one due to him working the biggest case of his career. The case that landed him senior partner at his law firm. The one that lost him the love of his life. "RENALDO GET MY BAGS, and get out my black dress. I'm changing in the car" She pulled her glasses off and stepped out of her plane. "Yes Mrs. Clark" Renaldo pulled her dress off the hooks in the back of the plane and moved swiftly through the small plane. "It Reynolds now." Thats right she was Allison Reynolds, she'd left him and hed left her. She didn't want or need him, all she need was herself. But then why was she doing the this stupid reunion. Oh thats right to see them. The champ was home, he’d come home he’d cut short his torments just to make this reunion. He knew his manager was gonna be pissed but he didn’t care. After all he was the best, or thats what everyone kept telling him. ”You're the greatest Clark” ” A true champion” they'd tell him. And he was the best, from high school wrestling, to a scholarship, to become a pro. He was the best wrestler, not the best husband, but that wasn't on him. “Shake it off Clark you got this, I've faced down bigger and scarer.” He pulled into the schools parking lot and found his favorite spot was open. He didn't pull in though he drove all the way to the back. “The walk will do me good” He lied, he knew why he couldn't stand to park there, be reminded of her or him.