Chapter 8: Kreylboyne Picnic

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"Let me go!!!" Shouted, Dewey. "Get off him!!" Yelled, Reese. "I can't breathe!!" Whined, Malcolm. Then, Dewey crashed into something. "Ow!!" Shouted, Dewey. "No!!!" Shouted, Malcolm. "Guys, leave it alone!!" I said. "C'mon Becky, have a little fun with it." Said, Reese.

"Reese, it's a fire extingusher with a squirrel." I said. "Why would we mess with it?" "Because, it's fun." Said, Dewey. Then, something crashed and hit the squirrel. "Reese! No!" Shouted Malcolm. I saw Dewey taste the squirrel's blood. "Blood taste funny." Said, Dewey.

Then, I saw dad come in. "Guys, out. Go to bed." He said, to all of us.

Yep, this is what I get for living with these boys. Trouble, irresponsiblity, and damage.

I woke up and I was smiling. You see the reason why I'm happy is because it's Malcolm's Kreylboyne picnic, ok it's actually more than that. It's also my first live performance of me singing for the whole entire public of the school. It was assigned by Malcolm's teacher, Caroline and my teacher, Mrs. Feifferman. I'm so excited, because my friends and family will be there to see me sing, also play piano too.

Reese turned over on my side of our, (used to be his) bed, since this happened.

(Flashback)

"What are you doing to the air bed?!?!" I asked. "I'm throwing it in the closet, so you and me can sleep in the same bed together." He said. "Reese! I never agreed to this!!" I yelled.

"Yeah, I know I did. Since, you and me became frenemies, than enemies. I thought we can share the same bed." He said. "Why?" I complained. "Because, we're step bro and step sis. Picture it like this, it's like Dewey and Malcolm." He said.

"Yeah, but I'm a girl and you're a boy." I said. "Becky, just say yes and get it over with, please?" He said. "Fine, as long as you don't put any moves on me." I said, pointing at him. "Got it!" He smiled.

End of flashback

"Good morning, Becky Boo." Smiled, Reese. I turned over on his side so it looked like we were looking at each other. "Good morning, to you to Reese." I said. "Aren't you excited for today?" He said. "Yeah, especially Malcolm's Kreylboyne act." I said.

"No, you're performance. I get to see you sing and play." He said, smiling. "How did you know that?" I asked. "Mom told us about it, also I put it on my calendar as a reminder." He said. I saw him get his calendar from under the bed. "See?" He said. He gave it to me and I saw it. "Becky Boo's Perfomance." I read. "Wow, you really did remind yourself. Why?" I said.

"Because, I want to see you perform. I think it's interesting. Also, if I'm close enough. I will beat millions of Kreylboyne ass to be in the front row to see you." He said, happily.

"Really?" I said. "That's really nice and bad of you, Reese. But, I appreciate that you came to support me." "You're very welcome, Becky. I will be there for you, and you'll be there for me. Right?" He said. "Yep." I smiled. He smiled back.

I saw him get off the bed, and walked towards Malcolm. "Reese, what the hell are you doing!?!?" I yelled. "Just gonna give Malcolm, a friendly good luck punch." He grinned. "Wow. Real mature, Reese." I crossed both of my arms together.

"Malcolm." He said, sweetly. I see Malcolm moping. "Oh, Malcolm." Said, Reese. I saw Malcolm open his eyes, then Reese punched him in the eye. Hard.

"Malcolm, are you ok?" I came over to see if he's really alright. "Reese, you said friendly not hard." I said. "I know. I just got really carried away." He grinned. "Ow, how is that remotely fair?" Whined, Malcolm. "That's for all of us, having to go to your stupid Kreylboyne picnic today." Angry, Reese. "You think, I want you to go." Retorted, Malcolm.

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