Chapter 13

Official

I hadn't talked to Dylan since he left yesterday. There was something in his eyes, something that looked like he wanted to comfort me after our fight with Brandon but I must have misread it because he took off. I sadly was looking forward to school because all night I thought about calling Dylan, or just showing up at his house but he moved, and I had no idea how to get a hold of him. I dragged myself out of bed and went to my bathroom. Brandon was doing his hair and looking at himself in the mirror. My presence made him look at me, he stared directly into my eyes, anger deep within them. I sighed loudly and put my hand to my hip ready for another argument. That's all we had done the night before. To my surprise as I braced myself, he just walked away. I swallowed hard and got ready for school. I loved my brother and I knew he loved me, he had been my closest friend my whole life. We'd work it out but right now, I was so angry at him for overreacting and getting involved. It was like he was out to ruin the best thing that has happened to me since I moved here. He was wrong and he owed both myself and Dylan an apology. Breakfast was awkward and much the same as the rest of the morning. We ate in silence, our parents looking between us wondering what was happening but not bringing it up. Finally on the ride to school I spoke, trying to break the silence.

"Are we going to continue to ignore each other?" I looked at the side of his serious face as he drove.

"I'm not mad at you, I'm mad at Dylan." Brandon said hate in his tone.

I sighed, "Brandon…you don't get to pick who I like or who likes me." I tried to stay calm.

He looked over to me quickly before his eyes stayed on the road, "No I can't but Brenda…Dylan doesn't like anyone, not really. Do you actually want to hook up with a guy who has had more conquests than someone double our age?"

"You don't know that Brandon." I knew I sounded like a bitch and baby but he was so judgmental. Dylan was good enough to be friends with but he wasn't good enough for me. It made no sense.

He pulled into a space in front of school and looked over at me, "Yes I actually do Bren. I've seen it." and just like that he got out of Mondale grabbing his back pack and heading into school. I sighed, at least I could see Dylan. We had first period together and it gave me a chance to see him and see where things had left us. I didn't care what Brandon thought, he'd get over it. I just hoped Dylan felt the same way.

As I opened my locker I looked down both directions in hopes of seeing him but he wasn't around. I took a deep breath and grabbed my health book, sticking it in my bag.

"Hey Bren." I was so enthralled with my thoughts I didn't see Kelly approach me.

"Hey Kel." I answered and put on a small smile, "How are you?"

She pursued her lips together, "I'm good…thank god its Friday."

I chuckled agreeing, "TGIF." I joked.

She looked down quickly before meeting my eyes, "Do you know what's up with Brandon? He seems so distant, did I do something?" her eyes fearful and in that moment I decided I wasn't going to hold anything back. I was done lying.

"It's not you Kelly. Brandon and I are fighting at the moment and he is on the outs with Dylan."

Kelly looked at me curiously, "Why…whats going on?"

I took a deep breath closing my locker and turning my back leaning against it. I looked to the left and saw him. He turned the corner and almost halted as he made eye contact with me. His hands went into his pockets and I froze as it looked like he was approaching me. I looked at Kelly, her usually missing the small things around herself. I loved Kelly but she was selfish and self centered, she had missed all of what was going on around her other than her relationship with my brother. Her glance went to Dylan, probably because he was the topic of conversation at the moment then her glance went to me. She looked between us again and opened her mouth to say something. Just then Dylan eyes met mine as he past, not stopping to talk to me at all. I looked down and sighed. This was shit.

"Bren…what was that about?" Kelly looked at me, her mind working you could tell.

I swallowed hard, "Dylan…and I…"

"Oh my god! You're hooking up with Dylan?" a smiled played on her lips.

I smiled a shy smile at her, "Ummm…well?"

"Shut up. Oh my god Brenda…how long?"

"Septemberish." I looked at Kelly as her mouth dropped.

"You've been hooking up with Dylan for 6 months?" her voice too loud, "You never told me." hurt now evident on her face.

"Look Kelly it hasn't been 6 months, just off and on…my brother is pissed."

Kelly was taken back, "Why does he care?"

The bell rang and I looked at the students hurrying to class, "We'll talk later."

She nodded deep in thought, "Yeah…of course." I began my way down the hall, "Brenda?" Kelly called out.

I turned around, "Well…I think it's great…if it's any consolation." she smiled a warm smile.

I smiled back, "Thanks Kel." I was appreciative especially because since Brandon and Kelly starting dating, they were always together. I was happy for them but in the back of my head I was a little sad that we weren't as close as before. I mean we talked and stuff but she was always with Brandon. Kelly and I hung out when Brandon worked or he had plans. I was aware of that fact. I hurried to class coming to the health class door. I walked in and saw him sitting at our table, his head in a book. I took a deep breath and hurried to my seat. I slid into the chair and it scrapped the ground as I did so. His eyes shifted and he looked at me.

"Hi." I said shyly.

He looked back down at his book, "Hey." he said quietly.

I looked at his face, wanting to touch him. "Dylan?"

He took a deep breath and set down his book. His eyes met mine, they were intense and it looked like he had a lot to say. "Brenda…I…" oh no…not that tone.I stared at him already heartbroken, he was going to break it off.

I closed my eyes, "Please don't do this." my hand went to rest on his, "Dylan we can figure this out together."

He turned his hand around clasping mine, he moved his seat closer and brought his face close to mine. "How?" he whispered.

My hand went to his cheek, my thumb running across it, caressing it. I didn't care that I felt the other people in class looking at us. I pressed my nose against his, closing me eyes. I felt him exhale, his hot breath against my lips. I brought my lips to his and gently kissed him, he exhaled in my mouth and relaxed. We both smiled against each other lips as we heard the whispers around us. We pulled away from each other looking into each others eyes. "Do you like me?" I whispered for only us to hear, well aware we had a small audience.

He smirked, "I more than like you Bren." he whispered back.

"Then that is all that matters." I whispered and came to lock lips with him again. This time whistles filled the classroom as our kiss deepened. His hand going to the back of my head, his tongue entering my mouth gently. The late bell rang out.

"Alright alright…settle down." the teacher said as we broke free. My cheeks blushed red and Dylan proudly set his arm around my shoulders. I looked around at the other students, their curious eyes looking at us. It was so exciting as we flirted and touched in class and everyone looked at us. Girls stared jealousy in their eyes and the guys looked on with envy of Dylan. Not because of me pre say just the simple fact that Dylan was a cool guy, and it was evident some of them wanted to be him. Dylan walked me to my next class and promised he would meet me at lunch. I hadn't seen Brandon but I had run into Kelly, she said she was going to talk to him and that she thought the whole situation was ridiculous especially because I had been so cool with them dating. It's not that I didn't care what my brother thought, I just didn't understand it. Sure Dylan was a ladies man, but from what I knew he hadn't been with anyone since officially dating me. He treated me respectfully, he seemed crazy about me, I mean what more could he want for me? Then there was that nagging feeling, the one that saw him with Jessica the night of Donna's party. Even after we had flirted and he had showed interest in me. I didn't want to worry about this all the time. I wanted to trust him, the truth was I didn't know if I could.

I walked to my locker to grab my lunch. I hadn't seen Dylan but instead of wasting my 30 minutes I decided to meet at the grass and hope he would be there. I stopped dead in my tracks as I hit the corner of the hallway seeing Dylan and Jessica. I hid behind the wall and listened.

"Dylan…long time no talk." I peaked and saw her play with the buttons of his shirt.

Dylan cleared his throat, "Yeah…how you doing Jess?" He didn't pull away. I watched as Jessica shamelessly flirted with him, touching his shirt, his chest. Maybe Brandon was right. Maybe Dylan didn't really like anyone. Maybe he liked the attention of females period. My heart broke a little more and more as I watched him. He seemed quiet but he was not pushing her away.

"Want to get together? My parents are going out of town this weekend…you could spend the night?" She leaned up and kissed his neck. I swallowed the lump in my throat as his head lowered as he smirked and shook his head. I was about to make myself known when I saw him gently but forcefully push Jessica away.

"Look Jessica…I'm not going to come over this weekend…or ever. I'm seeing someone." My heart exploded.

"Seeing someone…who?" she said jealous and hurt.

Dylan cleared his throat, "Brenda Walsh." he said matter of fact.

"Brenda…Walsh…seriously?" I think it was time to show Jessica I was not some quiet midwestern girl that didn't stick up for herself. I rounded the corner and Dylan's eyes met mine. He looked nervous as he took another step back from her but my sights were on that slut Jessica.

"Hey Dylan." I said nicely. I saw his posture and expression relax.

"Hey baby." he muttered as his arm came around my shoulders. I brought my hand to his cheek leaning in and kissing him softly. He softly kissed me back. I turned to look at Jessica's face filled with anger and shock.

"Jessica." My voice mocking her. I turned to look at Dylan, "You ready to eat?"

Dylan smirked, his eyes looking me up and down as if I became an instant turn on. "You bet your fine ass I am." I looked at Jessica as I felt Dylan lean in and plant kisses on my neck close to my ear.

"See ya." I said in the fakest sweetest tone I knew. Dylan led me down the hall and out the door and the last picture of Jessica I had in my mind was her standing there with her mouth dropped open.

I sighed as we hit the outside, I rolled my eyes and turned to look at Dylan. He became nervous again.

"Bren…"

"Dylan I heard everything. You did nothing wrong, thank you…for." I paused, "For being the man I know you are." I continued my loving stare into his eyes. He nodded and gave me a shy smile, leaning in to kiss me. Donna knew, Kelly knew, Brandon knew, the kids in our health class knew, Jessica knew, it was only a matter of time before the rest of the gang and school knew. Dylan deepened the kiss and as his soft lips and tongue moved against mine, it officially occurred to me…I was going out with Dylan McKay.

Next up Brandon's point of view. Takes place same day and time. Hit review and thanks for sticking with me.