"Time for you to be awake. Well past time," Madison corrected herself as she let her gaze travel over her brother's collection of books.
She didn't really approve of how much time he spent reading them, but occasionally she liked to take a break and read one of the books.
"How does this sound," she started, sighing and crossing to the books to lift one from its place and study it idly. "You pick out what will fit in your trunk with everything else you need, and I'll bring a few as well. Just a few, though. And I have the right to hold them in my custody if your grades slip."
Madison wasn't ever going to be accused of babying Mal too much.