Breakfast Club Character Names Novels & Stories

He got up, as well as the other orphanage kids, all of them, heading for breakfast. Meanwhile at the breakfast table, Pax sat beside his friend, Alexa. “Morning Pax, do you know what our breakfast is today? I’m kinda starving, and I’m not in the mood for some pudding” she said. They walked beside each other at the wide hallway on their way to the cafeteria.

The club girls were usually in charge of breakfast, and none of them could cook worth a damn. The room was only half full of sleeping bodies, and there wasn't a glass or bottle in sight. What the hell was going on? The clubhouse was never that clean so early in the morning. Using both hands, I pushed open the door to the kitchen. “What's for breakfast?” I asked and then froze.

“Am I allowed to eat here? Good morning. Can I know your name too?” She slapped her forehead dramatically. “Where are my manners? I'm so sorry Luna, my name is Carla and I'm Alpha Azriel's personal chef and maid. And yes, Alpha Azriel ordered you have your breakfast here today.” She explained, dishing the Mac and cheese into a place. I tried to pretend like I didn't hear her address me as the Luna. I didn't know how to feel about that just yet and I didn't even want to stress about it. My eyebrows shot up at the information. “Uhm, why? Last I recall, he enjoys locking me up in the room like I'm some fucking prisoner.” I said with a scowl.

As Alice and Nora made their way to the dining table, their tired expressions transformed into surprised smiles upon seeing Mia and Axel already seated. Alice couldn't help but laugh, her fatigue momentarily forgotten. "Well, look who's up early! Did you two sneak into the kitchen before dawn?" Mia, her eyes sparkling mischievously, nodded. "We couldn't resist the smell of breakfast, Aunt. We're famished as hell!" Nora joined in the laughter, her heart warmed by the playful banter. "Alright, you little rascals. Sit down and dig in. We've got fluffy pancakes, perfectly scrambled eggs, and sizzling bacon waiting for you."

It is the day after the club as Xeno, Natasha and I sleep, spread all over Natasha's room. We wake up to Natasha's mom knocking on her door. "Ladies! Get up, breakfast is ready!" she says. With the thought of food just down the stairs, I get up immediately, and my stomach growls from being hungry. I go into Natasha's bathroom and empty my bladder. Then I wash my face and brush my teeth. I walk downstairs to see everyone already there eating and I join them. After we eat breakfast, we go back into Natasha's room. Natasha looks at both of us with an uncomfortable expression on her face, as if she were hiding something. "Xeno, Lesha," she begins slowly.

I smiled. She nodded and wandered away. “Hmm… what looks good.” Hibiki murmured. “I’m getting the waffles with some crispy bacon. I’m a sucker for breakfast at any hour.” I smiled. “Mmm, that sounds good, but I think I’ll go with the turkey club and fries.” Hibiki nodded just as our waitress set our coffees and waters down. “Waggles with bacon for the lady and club with friends for the mister. You got it, kids.” she nodded, walking away.

Ashely sterned. "If we don't do the assignment we're gonna have detention" Monica blurted out in frustration "Then that's good, at least you'll have enough time to pray to God for some sense to be knocked into your empty skull" Ashely said with a smug smile. There was a soft knock on the door and Annabelle went to get it. "Breakfast!" Everyone of them picked their tray of food except Claire, who was still busy taking her bath in the bathroom. Breakfast was Toast bread and hot Coffee.

Then a slightly chubby guy, unarguably the chef yelled, “Ayeee, let's hear it for Luca.” The others cheered like I was some celebrity. A faint smile spread across my face. Their warm welcome was probably the only good thing I got in the past few weeks. “I’m Pete, the chef.” I nodded. I could tell. They were a little above ten. Each of them introduced themselves. “Welcome to our little club. I hope you make it,” Maxine, the laundry lady said. Some of them laughed at that.

“You did make yourself clear. But I’m fucking stubborn. Also, we thought maybe you’d want coffee and a doughnut.” “You – what?” Kat said. “Well, we figured y’all would have been here all night and would probably need a decent coffee by now. That stuff in the cafeteria is sludge.” Dallas set down the bag of croissants on a table. “I’m Dallas, by the way.” He nodded at the other guys. “That’s Chris, and that over there is Jim.” The women blinked up at them.

However, she was surprised to see Royal bringing in her breakfast tray. “Good morning,” he said with a smile as he lifted her breakfast tray. “I told Marisol I’d check on you.” Marisol, who they’d found out also went by Maria by a few of the locals and it had caught on with Famke, was nothing but a godsend and Famke admitted, cooked better than anyone she’d ever met, including the woman who owned the diner she worked at. She gave a smile, “good morning. Where is Precious?” “She is having breakfast. Marisol is watching her. How are you feeling this morning?”