Chapter 3 Just a Crush?
Brandon sat on the bottom step of the stairs and tied his shoes. He wanted to get a bike ride in before Brenda and Dylan's BBQ but then Steve had called him and told him he was on his way. Brandon couldn't believe summer was over and freshman registration was a few days away. Where did the time go, in a weird way it felt like him and Brenda had just moved there and were starting their sophomore year. Then when he thought about everything that had happened it made it seem like they had lived there forever. Brandon was feeling a little in denial, Brenda was leaving tomorrow and he no longer would be sharing a bathroom with his twin sister. On one hand it seemed surreal and he would have a ton more privacy. He had gotten shut out of the dorms and he wasn't planning to work so his funds would be a little tight as far as an apartment would go. He could turn Brenda's and his room into a 2 bedroom party pad but there was always the issue that Brenda would come back, for holidays and the summer. Brandon didn't now where his mind was going but he finally heard a car. Brandon got up and opened the front door to find Steve making his way up the driveway.
"What's up buddy." Brandon called out.
"Oh bro, I have the best news. Guess who got taken off the CU waiting list today?" Steve and Brandon made their way inside.
"Hmmm I don't know." Brandon mocked him.
"Ah Me, that's right, ME….going to school with you guys. Parties…thousands of girls….face it Bran, the fun is about to begin." Steve said with a huge grin across his face.
"Aren't you forgetting Steve I am very taken, and I don't think Kelly will appreciate the thousands of girls you referring too."
"Brandon, come on its college. Things are changing, and hey you know I love Kelly but you can look geez, you know you don't have to overplay the boy scout role."
Brandon shook his head, "Come on friend O mine, you're a bad influence."
"I have heard that before." Steve followed Brandon up to his room.
"What time is the BBQ?" Steve said shuffling through a magazine on Brandon's desk.
"Six I think."
"So Dylan and Brenda huh, going to New York together. Big move for Dylan don't you think?" Steve said nonchalantly.
Brandon looked up, "I guess, but you know how him and Bren are."
"Yeah….I do…I saw." Steve joked.
"What are you talking about?" Steve always had a way of confusing him.
"Hey Brandon, has Dylan called…" Brenda barged in.
"Nope." Brandon answered.
Steve got up, "Hey Bren." looking her up and down.
"Yeah Hi Steve." Brenda shook her head as she began to feel her face getting red.
"Ooook see ya." Brenda backed out uncomfortably.
"Ahhhh what the hell was she wearing?" Steve grumbled
"I don't know dude I didn't even look." Brandon looked at Steve
"A little tank top and short shorts. Ahhh she is killing me."
"Steve….seriously….your talking about my sister, what is wrong with you?'
"Ok I didn't tell you this but last week at the beach house, I walked in on Brenda in the bathroom."
"Eww and your telling me this because.."
"No she wasn't going to the bathroom she was doing it with Dylan. And let me tell you she has amazing…"
"STEVE, come on, this is my sister your talking about."
"I am sorry Brandon I can't get her out of my mind."
"Wait, you like Brenda?" Brandon could not keep his laughter hidden.
"I think so." Steve said seriously
"Ok Steve, putting the fact that this conversation is about my sister aside, she is moving away to the east coast, she has a boyfriend in which she has been with for 3 years and she has never showed any interest in you what so ever. You have a small crush that's all. You saw her…" Brandon closed his eyes so visuals wouldn't set it. "You saw her in a sexual manner and now that's what you cant get out of your head not her so to speak."
"Nope, I had a crush on her before I saw you know." Steve his hands in front of his chest and gave the motion of breasts.
"Uh lets go shoot some hoops…you are going to make me physically ill."
Steve laughed as he moved toward the door.
"Don't tell this to anyone, its weird and if Dylan hears you talking about my sisters breasts, he will kill you, trust me." Brandon pointed at him.
"Dude, I know, Lucky bastard."
**
Brenda picked up her phone and dialed Dylan, "Dylan, I thought you were going to call or even better come over, we have to break this living situation to my parents and you promised you would be with me." Brenda said in a panicked tone.
"Bren, relax, I just finished packing and then my mother called so that took 30 minutes of my life I will never get back, and I just wanted to get as much stuff done before coming over because I knew I would be over there late. And our plane leaves early.."
"Well are you done?" Brenda still showing how much anxiety she had in her voice.
"Yes I am done, I will leave now… and Bren, it will be fine. Are your parents even home?" Dylan said trying to reassure her.
"No, just Steve and Brandon are here now but maybe we can decide on a tactic, a game plan."
Dylan let out a small laugh, "Ok ok I am coming. Love you, I will be there soon." Dylan hung up and took a deep breath.
Dylan pulled into the driveway and saw Steve and Brandon playing basketball. He walked up to them.
"Hey guys."
"McKay, what's up bro? Wanna play, you can see me kick Brandon's butt in horse."
"Nah maybe later, where's Bren?" Dylan said looking toward the house.
"Dude McKay what happened to you? You used to be a stud, now your just whipped." Steve said sarcastically.
Dylan smiled, "Well what can I say, Brenda has that affect on me." Dylan moved toward the house.
Steve exhaled loudly, "Uhhh" he grumbled, "He probably came over for a little afternoon delight."
Brandon laughed, "Oh my God, you have problems." Brandon threw the basketball at him hitting him in the chest.
Dylan lightly knocked on Brenda's door, "You decent? Hopefully not." Dylan peaked his head in and smiled.
Brenda was pacing back and forth, "I am really nervous, why don't I just keep the dorm that way they will never have to know and I will just live with you." Brenda stopped and raised both eyebrows.
Dylan walked over and put his hands on her arms, "It will be fine, so what he will be mad, so what he will yell, Bren, you act like he hasn't done that before. We can not lie to him, look where that got us when we went to Baja. Honesty is the best policy when it comes to Big Jim."
Brenda whined, "I hope your right."
"Now come here because they aren't here and I missed you." he moved his hands down her arms and wrapped them around her waist. He kissed her gently on her neck.
"Come on Romeo, lets go tell Brandon first we can practice on him." Brenda grabbed his hand and pulled him out of her bedroom, Dylan groaned. "Is Steve still here?" Brenda said as she stopped in the doorway.
"Yeah, they are paying horse outside."
Brenda made a face, "Why?" Dylan asked
"Because ever since he walked in on us he has been acting really weird, staring at me and looking at my boobs." Brenda made a face.
Dylan laughed, "Well they do that to you." Dylan pulled her in, taking his fingers and opening her tank top looking down at them. Brenda giggled as he leaned down and kissed top of her breast, cupping the other one in his hand.
"Ok stopping this before it starts, come on." Brenda pulled him downstairs. They walked outside and Dylan wrapped his arm around her shoulders. As the got closer to the guys Steve stopped and looked at them. His eyes traveled down her body.
"See." Brenda clinched her teeth together and spoke softly.
"Yeah I see." Dylan looked at Steve and felt a rush of jealousy come across him. He held her tighter as in a subconscious gesture to mark his territory.
"Hey Brandon, can we talk to you?" Brenda said as she got close to him.
"Yeah what's up?" Brandon shot one more shot making a 3 pointer.
Brandon and Steve walked over.
"Alone." Brenda said as she pulled Brandon off to the side. Steve watched as Brenda walked away from him and Dylan. Dylan watched as Steve eyes moved down.
"Steve, are you looking at Brenda's ass?" Dylan said concerned.
Steve let out a fake laugh, "Nah, your paranoid."
Dylan stopped and frowned his brow as he stared at him.
"Look Brandon, Dylan came over because we have some news to break to mom and dad."
"Your pregnant?" Brandon joked.
"Nooo, at least I don't think so." Brenda laughed. "No Dylan and I have decided to live together in New York, we are going to get an apartment. Dylan already has a few lined up for us to look at when we get there."
Brandon's eyes got wide, "Oooh, mom and dad are going to kill you." Brandon said shaking his head. "And I thought this BBQ would be uneventful.
"You think?" Brenda bit her bottom lip.
"Ahhh yeah, dad is going to freak out. Are you sure about this Bren, I mean your 18 years old, are you and Dylan ready to move in together, it seems like a big step." Brandon said concerned.
"Yes Brandon, I am sure, I have never been more sure of anything in my life." Brenda was interrupted with the arguing of Steve and Dylan. She looked over and saw the two of them getting into it about something.
"Hey" Brenda yelled, "What's going on?"
Brandon closed his eyes and shook his head, he had a good feeling what the guys were arguing over.
"You know sanders you have zero respect for anyone but yourself. You don't even know what your talking about, none of us do." Dylan yelled.
"You know man you have always got on my nerves." Steve stepped closer. "She deserves someone a lot better than you." Steve yelled back.
"What the hell is going on?" Brenda stepped in between them.
"Bren I will be inside, I need to get out of here before I feel the need to rearrange this guys face." Dylan stared Steve down as he turned and walked toward the house.
"Dylan, wait." Brenda went running off behind him.
"What are you doing?' Brandon shook his head, "What was that about?"
Steve nonchalantly shrugged, "Nothing I just told him, I thought he didn't deserve Brenda."
"You did what?"
"I said he didn't deserve her and that he was probably going to cheat on her again and that she was too good for him."
"Steve, you seriously need to think about what your doing. Dylan and Brenda have been together forever, they are moving in together and he is practically family already. Why are you making things weird between you guys….. look Steve, Brenda is in love with Dylan, believe me more than you know. And I cant say I blame Dylan for wanting to hit you. That's his girlfriend and you are staring at her and saying things that you don't even know about." Brandon tried to talk some sense into him.
**
"Dylan, what happened?" Brenda pulled his arm back.
"Its Steve, I don't know what his problem is. I don't like the way he looks at you."
"Oh come on, its Steve, he's a perve."
"No its not only that, its like, the things he said, I think he actually likes you."
"What? don't be ridiculous, Steve saw me half naked and now his mind is in the gutter."
"I don't think so Bren."
"Well it doesn't matter." Brenda wrapped her arms around his neck. "Tomorrow we will be on a plane to New York together and Steve will be here, checking out some other girls breasts by the weeks end.
Dylan bit the inside of his lip and looked down at Brenda. "Your right." Dylan leaned down and kissed Brenda. She opened her mouth and allowed his tongue to dance with hers. Dylan picked her up, carrying her to the living room laying her in the couch. After several minutes of making out, Brenda heard her parents car.
"Oh no, they are here." She said nervously.
Dylan got off her quickly and straightened out his shirt, he looked over at her and gestured to fix her tank top as well considering her strap was down and the whole tank top got pulled down under breast.
"Are you ready for this?" Brenda said as she put herself together.
"I guess as ready as I will ever be." Dylan said as the back door opened and Jim and Cindy walked in.
"Here goes nothing." Brenda said as her and Dylan walked toward the kitchen.
"Hey mom…dad." Brenda said greeting her parents.
Dylan grabbed the bags of groceries from Cindy's arms setting them on the counter.
"Aww thanks Dylan." Cindy said sweetly as she took her jacket off.
"Guys, can we talk." Brenda said in a serious tone.
"Sure. What is it sweetie?" Jim said
"Maybe you guys should sit down." Brenda motioned to the bar stools by the counter.
Jim looked at Cindy and tried to swallow the enormous lump in his throat. "ok."
Brenda took a deep breath and looked up as Dylan moved next to her gently putting his hand on the small of her back. Dylan felt her relax a bit with his touch.
"Ahhh." Brenda exhaled, "this is really hard." Brenda nervously fidgeted.
Jim put his hands up, "Brenda what's this all about, Are you pregnant?"
Brenda breathed out as Dylan looked at her with wide eyes, "Noo but I don't think I am going to wear this tank top anymore."
Cindy exhaled as though she had been holding her breath, "Oh thank god."
"No, mom….dad…."
Dylan spoke up, "Brenda and I are going to live together in New York." Dylan swallowed hard waiting for the storm.
Jim took a deep breath.
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