Rebecca in the Middle: A Malcolm in the Middle Love Story

Chapter 5: Home Alone 4

Well, good news. The family's having a pleasant dinner, like a Normal family should. I mean who am I kidding, I don't really know if our family is the perfect example for the definition of the word normal. But, it's good. I'm starting to get used to it.

Anyway, Reese is happy that the 1 week bet is over with. He told me that it was hard for him to not call me "Becky Boo" without me giving him the "Remember the Bet" face. It was fine, until the bet was over with.

He keeps hitting on me, flirting with me, and tries to put the moves on me. I guess the word "step-sister" hasn't really fully got to his brain yet. But, when I think about it, he really doesn't think or remember anything. Or maybe it's me? Because, we are step-siblings not blood related. Also, if we were related. That would be incest. That would just be awkward......

Well, everything was fine until this happened.

"Oh mom." Said Reese, while holding a spoon filled with mash potatoes waiting to aim at mom's face. "Don't even think about it." Replied mom. "Relax, I wasn't going to." Said Reese. "Then, don't." Said mom. "I wasn't going to." He replied.

"Then, don't." Said mom. They went on and on about it. "Reese, just let it go." I said. "Becky, stay out of it. I wasn't going to." Said Reese. "You were going to throw that at mom?" Asked Dewey. "I wasn't going to!!!!" Yelled Reese. "Jeez Louise, Reese." Said dad. "I wasn't going to!!" Said Reese.

"Dad, do something." Said Malcolm. "I'll handle it." Said dad. I saw mom staring at Reese's spoon, until the unexpected happen. I saw dad flick his spoon at mom's face. "What are you doing?" Asked mom. "I'm trying to be cute and spontaneous." Smiled, worriedly, dad.

Then, I saw mom starting to laugh.

"Hahahaa hahahah" I laughed loudly. Then, everyone started to laugh to try to enjoy the mood. Mom stopped laughing. "Don't do it." Said mom. "I wasn't going to." Growled Reese.

Here we go again, welcome to our usual family dinner.

The next day......

Today has been an awesome day for me, because I got to meet Francis. My oldest step-brother who helped us out about mom"s dress last time. He's really nice and cool. Now, I wonder why the guys like him.

"Morning guys." I said, while coming into the kitchen. "Morning Becks." Said Francis. "Morning Becky Boo, and want some cereal?" Said Reese, smiling. "Sure, thanks, Reese." I said, glaring at him. He stopped smiling after that. "Becky Boo?" Questioned Francis.

"Yeah, it's my cute nickname for our baby step-sister." Smiled Reese, while getting my cereal. He gave the cereal to me. "What do you say Becky Boo?" Reese said, smugly. "Thank you, Reese." I said, through clenched teeth. "You're welcome, Becky Bear." Smiled Reese. Then, I rolled my eyes in annoyance.

"Did you approve of this?" Asked Francis. "No, but he keeps calling me that. To just piss me off." I said. "Reese, stop calling me that." "Why?" He said, smugly. "You don't like me when I'm pissed." I said. "Oh I'm so scared." He said sarcastically, waving his arms back and forth.

"You should be." I said. He stopped smiling. I whispered in his ear about what I do to him. "If you don't stop pissing me off, I will chop something off from you that's very important." I whispered in his ear. He stopped. "Ok, I'm done." He said, scaredly.

I saw Dewey come in, and he kept talking about random stuff to Francis. "Shut up, Dewey. Quit bothering Francis." said Reese. "Thank god, you're here. You don't know what it's like dealing with little kids around here." Said Reese. I rolled my eyes off in annoyance.

I saw Malcolm come in from the living room. "Hey Becky, how's the sleep?" Asked Malcolm. "Great." I said. He smiled, I smiled back. He left the living room to go to his room. "So, what's military school like?" I asked, out of the blue. "It's alright, I guess. It requires discipline and responsibility." Said Francis. "Oh ok." I said.