Disclaimer: I do not own any of the Beardsleys or Norths. I just own Andrew Olsen.
"Andrew. Leave. Me. Alone." 16-year old Christina Beardsley growled backing away from a boy with dark brown hair. "I didn't do anything to you." She said as a look of fear appeared on her face. Andrew Olsen was big. VERY big. He could easily hurt her if he wanted to.
A few feet away Dylan North was walking down the sidewalk when he saw Christina. He then saw a boy a lot bigger than her and himself walking towards her. Dylan didn't even think, it was kind of an insticnt. He quickly ran in front of Christina firmly protecting her from the harm Andrew can cause her.
"Back away North." Andrew said walking towards Christina who was now blocked by Dylan. "Or will I have to pull you away?" he asked smirking slightly.
Dylan cleared his throat, but still stood his ground. He never got along with Christina. She was a cheerleader and he was in a band. It was simple, they couldn't even stand each other. But lately, there was a connection, he just couldn't come to grasp with what is was. "Go ahead Andrew, I'm not letting you hurt her." He said, surpised at the confidence in his voice.
Christina stood there in complete and utter shock. She had her hands on Dylan's shoulders as she stood closely behind him. There he was, the shrimpy kid with the beanie defending her, against a football player. "Please don't let him hurt me Dylan." She whispered so only he could hear.
"Aw, does the rocker have a crush on his step-sister?" Andrew asked in a teasing tone. He knew Dylan did in fact have feelings for Christina. They way Dylan looked at her as she walked by, the way he smiled when she said something totally stupid.
"What? N-no." Dylan choked out. He wasn't sure what he felt towards his step-sister. Dylan couldn't help but watch her. His eyes always lingered when she walked by, her perfect figure, hair and face. It was so fascinating to him. Dylan always smiled when Christina said something that made her look really dumb. She wasn't afraid to be stupid or act dumb around people. "Leave her alone or you will be sorry." He said.
Andrew faked a yawn getting tired of this ordeal. "Fine, I'll see you guys later. Oh and Beardsley, you will pay me back." He said and winked before walking away.
Christina stepped in front of Dylan and threw her arms around his neck hugging him tightly. "Thank you so much rocker." She whispered into his shoulder. She was in hysterics. Of all people, she never expected Dylan to stick up for her. He could have easily gotten horribly injured and yet he still did it. "How can I repay you?" she asked.
Dylan hugged Christina back and sighed. "No need to pay me back." He said and frowned. "I care about you." He said and kissed the top of her head. I can't believe I just did that. He thought to himself.
Christina smiled slightly and pulled back from the hug. "I'll buy you a soda." She said and reached for his hand.
"A soda can work." He said and they walked down the sidewalk.
A/N: This may seem disturbing yes, but they aren't blood relatives. I always thought Drake Bell and Katija Pevec would make a beautiful couple, so yeah.