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Chapter 2:
The bell rang and class was dismissed. "Well this is going to be fun," Brandon teased.
"Right, how I love partner projects," Madison said sarcastically.
"Well at least you have me as your partner," he joked.
"Does this mean that I have to sustain to your liberal nonsense outside of school too?"
"Yes, your house or mine?"
"Mine, i'm a little territorial," Madison explained.
"Alright, i'll be there at seven." Madison nodded and walked to her locker opening her book and waiting for the bell to ring.
"Hey Brandon, did you check out the new chick?" Steve asked checking out Madison.
"Yes I did," Brandon answered.
"I think this one should be mine," Steve said matter-of-factly.
"Oh yeah, you might want to think about that first," Brandon advised.
"Why? Do you want her?"
"No, she's all yours. Don't say I didn't warn you though." Steve didn't hesitate, instead walked right over to Madison while Brandon smiled amused. "What are you reading?" Steve asked.
"Nothing, just something political," Madison told him.
"Oh I love politics," Steve enthused.
"Really? If you don't mind me asking what party your affiliated with?"
"Oh no, not at all... mmm..."
Across the hallway Brandon couldn't help but be overly amused by the situation. Dylan and Brenda walked up minutes later. "What's going on?" Dylan asked.
"Just watching Steve trying to get in your sister's pants," Brandon explained smiling.
"Oh, is that so?" Dylan asked looking over. Dylan walked over to Steve," hey Bro, come here." Dylan looked at Madison and put his arm around Steve leading him away from his sister. "No offence Dylan, but i'm kinda busy right now," Steve explained anxious
"What are you doing?" Dylan interrogated.
"Did you notice the new girl?"
"Yeah... I did," Dylan told him.
"Well hands off right now, she's mine first, you can have her afterwards."
"So that's your plan, have your fun with her, then leave her?" Dylan asked already knowing the answer.
"Well yes," Steve said.
"Alright Sanders, im going to say this one time. Stay away from my sister, or you'll be sorry." Steve's mouth nearly dropped to the floor, he had just hit on Dylan McKay's little sister. The bell rang and everyone went to class. Brandon looked over at Steve, "you son of a bitch, you knew that was Dylan sister, didn't you!" Steve exclaimed.
"Yes I did, and boy was that funny to watch," Brandon answered.
"You could have helped me out some man, " Steve laughed and walked to class.
--After School--
"Madison are you ready?" Dylan asked. Madison grabbed her stuff and followed him. "Madison, this is my girlfriend Brenda, Brenda this is Madison," Dylan introduced.
"Hi, its nice to meet you," Brenda told her.
"You too," Madison said shy.
"How did you like your first day?" Brenda asked.
"It's a little overwhelming."
"Yeah, I know, it was hard when we moved here from Minnesota."
"Yeah," Madison responded feeling even more shy.
"Well if you need anything, or just want someone to show you around, let me know."
"Thanks," Madison said. Dylan looked at Brenda and smiled at her. The three of them walked to Dylan's car and drove away.
--Later--
Madison had been laying on the couch with her face stuffed in homework for hours. "Hey, were going to dinner, would you like to come?" Dylan asked.
"I would but I have to work on a project with someone, they should be here any minute now," Madison responded.
"Oh, who is it?" Dylan asked. Before Madison could respond the doorbell rang. Dylan walked over to answer it, "Hey what are you doing here."
"Im here to work on a project with Madison," Brandon explained.
"Oh, okay well have fun," Dylan told them. He took Brenda's hand and walked out. Brandon looked at Madison, "so how should we start?"
"Well it would be good to come up with a topic," Madison said ferociously.
"Yeah, I guess that wouldn't be too hard, considering we have to debate something and your wrong on everything," Brandon teased.
"Yeah, sorry that my head guides me more then my heart."
"Why are you Republican?" Brandon asked interested.
"Why are you democrat?"
"I asked you first."
"Because I think that abortion is wrong, murderers should endure capital punishment," she explained passionately.
"And what if the women is raped?" Brandon asked.
"Adoption."
"Well sometimes thats not an easy thing to deal with," Brandon explained.
"Can we start on our debate please?" Madison asked aggrevated.
"Okay," Brandon answered knowing it was time to drop everything.
"What do you want to debate?" Madison asked.
"You choose," he told her.
"Do you want to go local, national or what?"
"Lets do something national," Brandon suggested.
"How do you feel about affirmative action?"
It's a good thing."
"There's our topic," Madison told him.
"Let's get started."
--Resturaunt--
"How old is Madison?" Brenda asked.
"She's sixteen," Dylan answered.
"And she's already graduating?" Brenda asked curiously.
"Yeah, I guess so."
"What happened to her?"
"What do you mean?"
"Why does she live with you, I mean something must have happened," Brenda pursued.
"I would love to tell you, but I dont know," Dylan answered wishing she would change the subject.
"Something must have happened," Brenda reitterated.
"Brenda, is this all we are going to talk about?"
"No, I guess not," she answered embaressed.
--Dylan's house--
"Okay, I think that about wraps it up," Brandon said.
"I'm hungry."
"You want to grab something to eat?" Brandon asked.
"We could just order a pizza," Madison suggested.
"That works."
--Later--
"So im trying to get some community service hours, because Harvard accepts more applicants with more community service," Madison explained.
"Well sometimes we go work with less fortunate kids in the community," Brandon told her.
"What do you mean less fortunate?" Madison asked agitated.
"Abused children, mostly emotionally abused, but sometimes sexually and physically." Madison felt her heart beating faster, and palms getting sweaty and her hands shaky. "No, I will figure something else out," Madison snapped.
"Okay," Brandon responded confused. Just then Dylan walked in, "are you two still working?"
"No, we're just talking," Madison told him, "but im going to bed now, goodnight." Madison walked back to her room and curled up on the hard floor and tried to sleep but was having a hard time getting the image of Brandon out of her mind.
"Your sister is quite a person," Brandon told Dylan.
"You like her?" Dylan asked without hesitation.
"What makes you think that?" Brandon asked.
"I know you by now Walsh."
"Well if I was to ask her out, how would you feel?"
"You hurt her, I will kill you," Dylan explained. Dylan turned around and walked back to bed forgetting that Madison didn't have a bed to herself yet. Brandon drove home, having the same problem Madison did, only not being able to get her out of his head.