Only two hours until it was time to go home. You've been stuck in detention with the Breakfast Club: Brian Johnson, the brain, Andrew Clark, the athlete, Allison Reynolds, the basket case, Claire Stanish, the princess, and John Bender, the criminal.

Given that it was boring and going slow, you all hoped Vernon would stay out of the way for a while. You had to admit that the last few hours were interesting since Bender closed the door and helped sneak you out to get some weed from his locker. After unwinding from the 'study break', you were all bored again.

"So...what should we do now?" Brian asked, sitting back on the couch.

"We could play Seven Minutes in Heaven?" you suggest with a shrug.

A few of them looked uncomfortable, glancing at each other with uncertainty...with the exception of Bender.

"I'm in," Bender said with a salacious grin. "I'm looking forward to copping Queenie a feel."

Claire rolled her eyes. "In your dreams, Bender," she said.

"We should make it random," you said, agreeing with Claire. "We'll need something to spin though."

Bender dug into his pants pocket and pulled out his switchblade, popping the blade open with a click of a button.

"Easy peasy!" he said.

The rest of the detainees and you looked uneasy at the idea of using a switchblade to play the game, along with the fact Vernon might find out.

"Put that away, you crazy asshole!" Andrew said. "Vernon's gonna kill you if he sees that!"

"So what? I've got two months worth of detention," Bender shot back. "What's one more gonna do?"

Seeing the looks of concern, the criminal reluctantly gave in.

"Alright," he sneered. "If it'll make you pansy asses feel better, I'll hide it in my pocket while you all are spending seven minutes in Heaven."

"Fair enough," you said.

Everyone sits on the floor. Bender placed his switchblade on an atlas.

"Let's play!" Bender said.

He spun the switchblade, which went around and around until it pointed at the chosen Breakfast Club member who you had to spend seven minutes in heaven with...