Title: Running With the Devil
Author: TWBasketcase
Disclaimer: I do not own the Breakfast Club or its characters; I do however own any and all original characters.
Summary: Well I was having another writer's block for "…Basketcase" so I decided since I am finished with 'And Then There Were Two' I would take a crack at a new story. I never had writer's block when writing two totally different stories so this should be sure to help me. Something happens that is a little out of this world when Brody gets into a fight with her computer. This should be fun!
A/N: This is not really an AU story but it's just something that I decided to do for fun…just because well I know I would find it funny. Please feel free to drop me a line and let me know what you think about this; I'm gonna continue either way but I just wanna know :D

Chapter 1 – Prologue

"What the hell should I do? Should they break up…should they get married…what the hell?" Brody sighed loudly and slapped her hands to her face. She was attempting to write the next chapter for her story but just couldn't get anything right. She loved writing fan fiction; in fact she didn't have many friends to spend her time with so she spent a lot of her time writing fan fiction; especially Breakfast Club fan fiction.

She spread two of her fingers apart and peeked at her screen and groaned, "God dammit he is so out of character!" She pulled at her short black hair and growled; after seven hours of sitting in front of the computer she had just about had it with this story. She had been working on it for months but just didn't know where to take it. She raised her eyebrows and slid out of her chair; some fresh air could definitely help.

She grabbed her favorite corduroy jacket and walked across her tiny apartment to the sliding door. It led out to the balcony and had a beautiful view of the Chicago sky line. Since she lived with just her dad and he worked all night and sometimes through the day she didn't have to worry about anyone disturbing her peace; and she definitely preferred it that way

She sat on her lawn chair and looked out to the city lights and wondered, 'Where the hell else can I bring Andy and Allison? I got John and Claire all worked out, and Brian happy…but what about the other two? I mean they are totally perfect together but what can I do to throw them a curve ball and make things interesting?' She sighed and wiped a stray hair back from her face; she thought it was so funny that the fan fic world could be such an addiction.

She has written plenty of Breakfast Club fics…about eight in total and it has only been this particular one that she has lost sleep over. She laughed at herself for a few seconds when she realized how pathetic she really is. Is she honestly losing sleep over a world that is completely non-existent? The thought kind of made her sad; sad that a seventeen year old girl really had nothing better to do than rely on her creative flows to keep her busy.

She smiled, 'I'm starting to sound like a modernized Allison!'

The clouds rolled across the sky and soon the rain began to fall; Brody pulled her jacket closer around her body and shivered against the cold March air. She watched the sky for a few moments longer; it was pretty late but the sky still showed many brilliant shades of red. The clouds were moving so fast that it kind of scared her; it was when the thunder struck soon after that she got very worried. Thunder storms aren't supposed to happen in the winter! She grabbed her jacket and quickly retreated back to the safety and warmth of her home. And once again she found herself sitting at her computer.

She took another look at her screen; she was on her 26th chapter and completely stuck. It wasn't the regular old Monday morning story or ten year reunion story she was writing; it was a story about fate. She wanted to look into a world where the Saturday detention never happened and if another occurrence could have brought them together. Of course she wrote about a day of random events that did bring the five friends together…that wasn't her problem. She developed the friendships, the characters, and the relationships…those weren't her problem. She was past all of that she just couldn't find a way to keep her plot line going in way that would keep all of her readers interested. She wanted for Andy and Allison and John and Claire to be together and she wanted Brian to be happy and successful…but she just couldn't keep it interesting and that thought bugged her to no end. She loved the Breakfast Club and every single character in the movie and she really wanted to do them justice.

Another crash of thunder sounded right outside her window and it made Brody jump; she looked hesitantly out the window and saw the trees lashing around violently and the rain beating against the glass at a vicious rate. She glanced back at her computer screen once more and read the date; March 24, 2005. She smirked to herself but still felt a little uncomfortable knowing that there was a violent storm taking place right outside and here it is just three days into spring. The timing just isn't right.

She looked back to her computer screen and typed in a few more sentences for her story; and once again they just didn't fit. She let out an angry cry and slammed her fists down to her keyboard; it just wasn't fair!

And when the screen blacked out from the storm and deleted every thing she had been working on so far…that was the straw that broke the camels back.

The computer just rebooted and sat teasingly in front of Brody. Her arms fell to her sides and her mouth hung open in disbelief, "That did not just happen!" She yelped. Her blue eyes narrowed at the screen and suddenly she had the urge to destroy something…anything in her path.

She ran back towards her bed and threw all of her teddy bears on the floor; one by one and even ripping the leg off of Betsy her favorite stuffed cow. She took all of the drawers out of her dresser and threw them into a messy pile on top of each other.

"Why me?" She bellowed loudly; no one around to listen to her heart aches.

She flopped onto her bed and threw her hands over her face; she really needed to help overcome her sudden flare of anger but right now the line was just pushed and she could not help herself. She slowly brought her arms down to her tiny waist and stared at the machine menacingly.

"You wanna screw me over?" She taunted psychotically; she laughed evilly, "Well you can't win you pile of crap!"

She ran crazily over to her computer; the screen saying good morning all the same. She dove straight to the floor and went for the plug, "Die you son of a…" she didn't get to finish; just as she went to unplug the cord a bolt of lightening struck and she was shocked. Not bad enough to kill her or fry all of her hair…just enough to put Brody into slight unconsciousness.

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"What the hell is wrong with her?" Came the voice of a quiet female. She stood next to the sleeping form and felt genuinely concerned. It wasn't often that Brody went so crazy that she passed out.

"She's a freak! What the hell do you expect?" Came another cocky voice, this time male.

Narrowed eyes turned to the cocky voice, "You know I wouldn't say that about her if I were you."

The male rolled his eyes and bent over the fallen girl and poked at her forehead; when she didn't stir he reached for a glass of water – which was conveniently placed on top of the computer desk – and decided to dump some on her face.

"What the hell did you do that for you moron?" Came another male voice; this one directed at the male bent over Brody.

Brody's eyelids began to flutter and the male responsible for the water mess smirked at the others, "Don't tell me I'm a moron, morons!"

Brody stirred more until she was fully awake; and when her vision came completely to she was in for the surprise of a life time!

She looked into a set of dark brown eyes; they were very mischievous and very curious. He smiled, "How did ya sleep, cherry?"

Brody sat up quickly and noticed something that wasn't right; that voice, those eyes…she looked up at the huddled group before her and realized she'd notice those faces from anywhere…but how the hell are they here?

So she said the one and only thing that could come to her mind at the panicked state she was in,

"They are so gonna admit me this time!"

TBC