Sorry for the wait guys.. I had a crisis of some sorts at my house the last few days and I didn't have the opportunity to write as much, but I did get what I could out of it... Sorry that it's so short though...

Chapter 3

Dylan looked up at the girl who he had broken up with just two days ago. He honestly didn't know how he felt about her anymore. He knew that he loved her, but it wasn't like it used to be. Things had never really been easy between them. They had moments and short spans of time, but they really didn't have anything solid. Maybe that was their problem. There was always another problem in their way.

"Look, I'm not going to stand here and pretend that I don't care," he started to say.

"Dylan, this isn't about revenge or trying to get back at you or anything like that," she interrupted him. Before he could go into his- whatever it was that he went into, she had to make him understand that this was about her and her feelings for Brandon and Brandon's feelings for her.

"This is about how I feel for Brandon and how he feels for me. I know that despite what we've been through in the last few months, we both still care for each other, but it isn't our time anymore. I need to explore this relationship with Brandon,"

Dylan sighed. Despite his better judgment, internally he knew that if he couldn't have her for whatever reasons, Brandon would be the next best guy for her to be with. Externally, he knew that he would get over it eventually and get used to seeing her with Brandon. Suddenly, he found a new respect for Brenda.

He had known that he had hurt her when he had chosen Kelly over her, and until now, he didn't know just how much. He looked over at Brenda and Brandon and saw that whatever the issue was, it wasn't becoming an issue so much anymore.

Dylan decided that it was safe to approach when he saw Brenda smiling wholeheartedly. That was always a good sign. He took a couple steps in front of him where the Walsh twins stood. As he watched her smile, he couldn't help but do the same. There was something about the girl that always made him smile, even at his weakest moments.

Walking over to his friends, he put his arm around Brenda and gave her a loving look. They really needed to talk more in depth about what was going on between them, and he had a feeling that they would be doing that later that evening.

"Everything okay over here?" he asked with caution.

Brenda looked at Brandon and finally at Kelly.

"I'm sorry Kelly," Brenda apologized. "Seeing you with Brandon was just a shock to my system,"

Kelly looked her over once to make sure that she was really telling the truth, and decided that she really was. Still, Brenda was an actress, so she decided to just be cautious and not push too hard, too fast. She and Brandon had realized that it would take the gang a little time to get used to them being together. Hell, it was going to take them getting used to being with each other.

"You know Brenda, it's okay. I probably would have reacted the same way. I want you to know that it is totally okay with me if you and Dylan decide to get back together," Kelly told her best friend honestly. "I know that you probably have never stopped loving him,"

Brenda could only nod her head.

The drive home from the airport was filled with nothing but silence. Occasionally, Brenda would ask Brandon how his conference was and what it was like to shake the President's hand. He had decided to only give short answers. Brenda took that as a "We'll talk about it at home with Mom and Dad,"

"Well I have good news that I want to share with you once we get home," Brenda told Brandon. He could only help but wonder what in the heck she was talking about.

Dylan, who had been his typical quiet self, glanced at Brenda when she had said that and couldn't help but have an overwhelming feeling course through him. He had this feeling that next week when he said good-bye to her at the airport, it would be the last time he saw her. Immediately he pushed those negative thoughts out of his head, of course he would see her again! He'd do everything thing he could to make sure that happened.