"Ah. Nice and neat. Perfect." Alexis says as she is sitting at her seat in class.

"Well hello there." A voice says revealing to be Bradley.

"Bradley! Uh why are you coming over here?" Alexis asks nervously.

"What? I can't welcome you to the campus?" Braldey asks innocently.

"You didn't exactly seem happy with me or my brother yesterday. So I would think not." Alexis says as she looks down at her book.

"Oh come on now. I'm not so bad. Besides I come bearing a gift." Bradley says as he holds up a rose.

"A rose? That's my favorite flower." Alexis says in surprise as she takes the flower and sniffs it.

"A beautiful rose for a beautiful girl." Bradley says as he smiles.

"You're smooth. I'll admit that." Alexis says shyly.

"Plus why should what's going on between me and Max have to involve you? After all you didn't make the bet. He did." Bradley says.

"I guess. But he's still my brother." Alexis says.

"Maybe so. But I would think a pretty girl like you has a better sense of things than him." Bradley says.

"What do you mean?" Alexis asks.

"Just that there is no reason we can not be civil. I'm not so bad if I'm given a chance." Bradley says as he smiles at Alexis.

"We'll see about that." Alexis says.

"I guess we will beautiful. I'll see you later." Bradley says as he leaves while Alexis blushes.

"What were you doing talking to the competition?" Max asks as he, Bobby and PJ walk over and sit down next to Alexis.

"Max it's nothing. He's just being civil." Alexis says as she sniffs the rose.

"Yeah right. Alexis I told you before guys can mess with a girl's head. I don't trust him." Max says annoyedly.

"And when did I say I did?" Alexis asks as she looks at Max unamused.

"Sister's got a point." Bobby says.

"Max is just trying to look out for you Alexis." PJ says.

"I know PJ. But I can handle myself." Alexis says.

"Fine. Just be careful will you? I don't trust him and I don't like this." Max says as Alexis looks at him.

"Max he's just being friendly. It's not going to go anywhere. So chill." Alexis says.

"Hi everybody!" A voice says as the doors slam open revealing to be Goofy in a blue outfit as Max screams.

"Hey Max is my vision blurred or is that your dad?" Bobby asks.

"Your visions fine. It's our dad alright." Alexis says embarrassedly.

"Maxie!" Goofy says upon seeing Max.

"Kill me! Just kill me now!" Max says as he grabs Bobby and shakes him.

"Hey Maxie, Alexis! Looks like you and me are gonna be classmates. He's my son and this is my daughter." Goofy says as he sits down beside Max and Alexis as other students laugh causing Max to scream again.

*Timeskip*

"A year!? Did he say a year?" PJ says as he babbles getting out of his rolling chair.

"A year? That's like forever. You realize this could severely affect campage hijink-age. But what's more surprising is that I still can't believe is that they put Alexis in our our room. I mean she's a girl." Bobby says as he sits up in his bed with Goofy's wig on his head.

"Oh come on. It's not like I haven't seen you guys without your shirts and pants in nothing but lies underneath before. Remember that one time I accidentally walked in on you guys changing during the summer?" Alexis ask as she comes out of their closet with shorts and a tank top on as she pulls the top down.

"And how are we gonna whip those Gammas now with your dad around?" PJ asks.

"With your dad's practice interruptus?" Bobby asks as Max pulls Goofy's wig off him.

"Listen guys cut the old man some slack. He has to be here. He was fired and he can't find a good job without a degree." Max says.

"Which isn't all that surprising given how many jobs want a degree nowadays." Alexis says as she crosses her arms.

"Fired? Whoa. You mean like his pink slip was showing?" Bobby asks as he laughs slightly.

"Don't push it man. Look I talked to him and laid out all the ground rules. No interfering with the X Games practice, no hounding us about school work, no coming into our room unannounced and no acting like a father... especially Alexis and mine. He's got his life we've got our lives." Max says.