A/N: This is it! The final chapter! Thank you so much for the love. Enjoy!

Monday came and Brian was early. He wanted to slap himself till he was numb for it. He wasn't really sure what happened that day on the airport when he suggested for the gang to just come to school and out with their secret already. He guessed they were tired since he did not receive a reply from them. So he came to the conclusion that it will still be the same for them: coming early to school and treat the day as it is like any other days.

Plus they weren't returning his calls. So he figured that his idea at the airport meant nothing to them. He still wanted to slap himself for coming early because he found no traces of them anymore.

Has the Breakfast Club gone because of what he said? They can't be that daft, right? He was getting anxious. Maybe they had enough of him, or maybe they weren't ready yet and he had asked them on the idea of revealing the Breakfast Club to all which made them sick to their stomachs. He was beginning to panic. It was not his intention to obliterate the club just like that.

An hour passed and it was nearing the time for the school bell to ring. They still weren't around. It was feeling a bit useless for him to wait on them. So he decided to keep off the parking lot already and head inside the building.

"Thought you'd be on time since you're the one who suggested it."

Brian turned around and saw Claire smiling wide. He looked at his watch to confirm the time. "I thought you'd be late."

"Late?" Claire echoed as she walked up to him still wearing a smile. "We wouldn't be where we are if we'd be late."

Brian chuckled. "Wonder what we'll be called if one of us will be late."

Out of the corner of his eye, he saw John Bender surface walking towards them. When he finally arrived, he placed an arm around Claire's shoulder and greeted, "Just wanna be sure you're still sure cuz anybody who look at us funny will experience a hard time when I'm around."

Suddenly, Andy arrived. "You don't have to do that, Bender. If we're gonna do this, you won't do anything to tarnish our name."

Allison followed behind him. "Besides, let them look. What's important is us, not them."

Brian couldn't contain his happiness and almost choked on his words. "You're all in time."

John chortled at his remark. "Stop stating the obvious and let's get this over with."

He chuckled when Claire hooked her arm to his and Allison does the same on the other. Andy then held Allison's hand while John went to Claire's side and held her hand too.

"This is it, princess," John whispered to her. "We're gonna walk the halls from now on like a regular couple would. Are you sure you wanna do this? Your image will be blown."

She smiled wide and answered, "Are you kidding me? I wouldn't miss it for the world."

The Breakfast Club faced the school building. Little swarms of students can be seen in various parts of the school.

"Let's get to class then," Andy said.

They took their first steps and then the other. They were walking in a slow pace but confident in their stance. Their eyes looking straight ahead, unyielding their vision from the looks of those who started to notice them. As they climbed the steps and entered the school building, all eyes were on them. John felt Claire's hand squeezing his.

Little miss popular is not going anywhere, he thought and squeezed her hand in response.

A group of athletes noticed them too and called out on the one jock they know. "Hey Andy, who's the weird chick?"

He sneered at them and replied, "My girlfriend."

"Yeah, right," another claimed sarcastically while the others laughed.

He grinned at them. "Not my fault if you can't see a pretty girl when I see one."

Allison blushed as she squeezed his hand and grabbed his arm. He noticed this and kissed her forehead. They could hear the group's wailing stop.

"You don't have to save me," she whispered to him. She fidgetted a little but still her hands were on him.

Her shyness made her unbelievably cute and it took all of Andy's energy not to push her on the wall and kiss her senseless. "Give me the moment to be your knight in shining armor, will ya? I'm trying to be cool here."

She chuckled and replied, "Yeah, right."

They walk on. Until they reached Claire's locker first where her popular friends waited on her. Their faces were filled with disgust and wonder. She can tell they wanted answers.

"This is my stop," Claire declared, "I'll see you guys around."

They affirmed, said their goodbyes and walked on. John stayed.

"Uhm, Claire? What was that?" One of her friends asked her.

"Oh. My friends in the Breakfast Club," she answered with nonchalance.

"What? The Breakfast Club?"

"Yeah, the Breakfast Club."

"You mean you're part of the rumored secret club?"

John was getting irritated and answered her instead, "Yes, she is. Do you have a problem with that, little girl?"

The said girl flinched and sneered at him. "Excuse me? Is this guy bothering you?"

"No," Claire said, a little flustered with all of the questioning. "He's my boyfriend."

"What?" She wanted to unhear what she said. She looked at him from head to toe, assessing him with a great deal of scrutiny and condescension.

John was enjoying this. He slid behind Claire and wrapped both of his arms around her waist. "I don't think they understand English, sweets."

She smiled at his gesture. She turned her head a little to him and said, "You better get going, too, John. Time for class soon."

He sighed mockingly. "I guess I have to."

With that, he leaned his head down and kissed her softly on the lips. She kissed him back.

They then heard noises from the girls, irked out of their little display of affection. One of them couldn't contain her disgust. "You're crazy, Claire. Let's get out of here, girls, before we get infected."

As they watched them go away, John smirked and commented, "Your friends are dumber than I thought."

She had to scoff at what he said. "Yeah well, I already regretted why I ditched class for them to go shopping. Totally not worth it."

He turned her around to have her face him and smiled pleasantly. "Don't be too sorry about it. If you didn't do it, we wouldn't have met. You'll be missing this fine specimen all this time."

She laughed and it became his favorite sound in the world. She then wrapped her arms around his waist and added, "I wouldn't be too sure about that. Besides, it never happened. Look at us. And now, they're looking at us too."

He smiled. He can't quite remember when he had felt this way before at school. "Let them drool, princess. Cuz I wanna be like this with you everyday."

She hugged him closer. "Never thought you'd be the clingy type."

He smiled as he rolled his eyes. "Yeah, well, I'm not used to it at all."

She giggled. "You're too cute, John Bender."

"Cute?" The word sparked something in him. He launched himself towards her, pushing her against her locker, their bodies pressed against each other. "Have you known me that well yet, princess? I'm far from cute."

She smirked at him confidently and replied, "Well, if this is what happens to get you in my pants, I wouldn't have had planned the trip to California."

He raised a brow and added mockingly. "And have you bleeding on the school floor for everyone to see? Never."

She giggled again and traced a finger on the exposed skin near the collar of his plaid shirt. "I could get used to this."

He smiled as he leaned down and kissed her gently. She kissed him back with the same fervor. Among the sea of students looking at them with shocked eyes, in a few meters away, Brian can be seen with her usual group of nerds who kept on asking him about the Breakfast Club. He just smiled and shrugged them off as he hurried to his class. In Allison's locker which was a little far off, Andy says goodbye and promised her a fun lunch from now on with their new true friends at last.

It seems that Shermer High had changed for them when it's really five people decided to change the course of their lives despite their differences. The eyes of scrutiny will be on them for the following days. It didn't matter anymore if there's a brain, an athlete, a basket case, a princess and a criminal in their club. Let them judge them. What's important is that they are who they wanna be: free.

Suddenly, the bell rang. The princess and the criminal unlocked their lips.

"See you at lunch, princess."