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

Chapter 12: Rollerskates

We were on the table stacking French fries, and we were bored so this happened.

"This isn't fair." Whined, Reese.

"Yes, it it's. It's absolutely fair." Said, Malcolm.

"I'm getting hungry." Cried, Dewey.

"I agree with Dewey, can we just eat, Malcolm?" I asked.

"We are doing this my way." Said, Malcolm.

"They're getting cold." Said, Dewey.

"Do you want to divide them up barely or not?" Asked, Malcolm.

"How about not?" I said. "I'm starving, you know what I'm like when I'm hungry."

"You have even more than me." Said, Reese.

"No, I don't. We all have 29 inches of fries so far." Said, Malcolm. "I have 2 4-inchers, 5 3-inchers, and have 3 2-inchers."

"You Reese, have 5 5-inchers and a 4 inchers. Becky, has the same amount like I did." Said, Malcolm. "They are exactly the same."

I saw Dewey take a French fry and started gnawing on it. I was giggling.

"Dewey!" Yelled, Malcolm. And, took away his French fry.

Then, Malcolm took Dewey's French fry and measured it and assumed it was a 4-incher.

He did the math in his head, since he was a genius.

"Now, guys we each take a bite of it for a 2-incher." Said, Malcolm.

We all nodded and started eating! Thank god! I'm starving here.

I remember the last time we did it was in curly fries, and it took us 3 hours to finish.

Next Day....

I was outside, and I saw Malcolm and Reese roller-skate on their roller hockey game.

I decided to read a book on the bench with Dewey next to me, eating ice cream.

"What are you reading, Becky?" Asked, Dewey.

"Pride and Prejudice." I smiled.

"What's that about?" Asked, Dewey.

"It's about what love was clearly mostly about back then in the 1800s." I smiled.

"Nowadays, all we get are love notes or you're hot, smiley face." I went on.

"Ok, and I'm gonna go eat my ice cream by the trash since it's melting." Said, Dewey.

"Alright, be safe." I said.

"Car!" Shouted, Reese and everyone took a break for a minute.

I went back to my book. Then, Reese came over.

"Hey, Becky Boo. What are you doing reading on a nice day like this?" Asked, Reese.

"I like reading, it keeps me relaxed. It's the only thing you wouldn't do to bother me, because you hate it." I said.

I gave a "move away" and gesture.

"I'm not going away, because I have a break." Said, Reese. "What's so good about that book? And what are you reading?"

He took a seat next to me on the bench.

"Pride and Prejudice, it's about love in the 1800s." I smiled.

"In case, you didn't know, I think the cool train left you there stranded on boring island." Said, Reese.

I rolled my eyes.