Hilo, this is Janeta and this is my first reba fic, one that i am co-writing with my friend rose(rose says hi). i'm really not sure where i am going with this, but i would appreciate if you r&r'd.
Disclaimer: If i owned reba, Kira would be there for the fifth season (Rose say that she couldn't be there because scarlett palmers was in rehab)
(rose says that my discaimer was lame :( )
'Jake, why did you lie to me 'bout your homework?' Reba Hart asked her son as she pulled into the parking lot at Oak Elementary School. 'Do you have any idea how embarrassing it is to be talking to your principal with Barbra jean yelling about how her "lil Broq" had gas after she fed it some of her king sized burrito!"
"Well, if I told you, I knew you'd be mad"
"That's not the point Jake! The point is you lied to me, after I trusted you to do your work. I just can't understand what you've been doing all that time up in your room."
Jake rolled his eyes as he walked through the hallway to the principal's office. Reba asked the secretary if the principal was ready to see them.
'Now Jake, I want you to behave, treat your principal with the same respect that you would-' Reba cut off mid-sentence as she realized that Jake had fled. "oh, that little brat" she muttered under her breath.
'Oh, he's not that bad; I had this kid who, just five minutes ago, managed to melt his braces into "grillz". I'm Mr. Bailey, Jake's principle'
Reba reached out to shake his hand, and was amazed at how strong his hands were. She looked at his face, he was certainly an attractive man, with wavy black hair, and amazing brown eyes that seemed to go on forever.
He cleared his throat, and she felt as if she had been awoken from a trance.
'Oh, yeah- I'm Reba Hart, Jake's mother, but I guess you already knew that. Oh look, Chairs!' Reba practically screamed 'We should sit, unless you don't want to! I love the view from here- but I'm sure the view from down there is great too, I can go either way. But I'm straight!'
An awkward silence followed, and Mr. Bailey invited her to sit and relax.
'Jake's grades have been slipping lately, particularly in math and science-do you have any idea as to why this might be?'
'Nope, none at all' replied Reba, feeling slightly more at ease.
'Since he's obviously taking off, would you mind talking about this with him- I'm sure he'll tell you.'
'Well, I'm not so sure about that. He hasn't really been telling me much lately ."
"Well that's hard to imagine," Mr. Bailey said, the corners of his mouth curling up ever so slightly. "you seem like a very trustworthy person."
At this, Reba blushed. She felt like a schoolgirl. "You seem to be the only one around here that thinks so."
"Well, I have another appointment in about five minutes, but if you want, we could discuss this over dinner." Mr. Bailey inquired as he stood up.
"Um… well… Mr. Bailey I-"
"Please, call me Logan."
"All right then, Logan." Reba tried, liking the way the word rolled off her tongue. "I don't think this would go over well with Jake."
"Reba, you have raised a wonderful child, I'm sure he will be understanding."
"Well, if you think so, then why not? Is tonight okay?"
Logan nodded his approval, as Reba turned to leave.
"Around seven?" He called after her, and she waved in agreement. Logan sat down again to do his paperwork. Satisfied with what he had just done. Some thirty seconds later, Reba knocked and re-entered the office.
"Here's my number… in case you need it. See you later"
"Ohhh mom I'm just so excited for you!" Cheyyne squealed as she helped her mother with her hair.
"Calm down Cheyyne, it's not like this is my first date!"
"I know, but your dates are so few and far between that every time feels like the first time!"
"Thanks Cheyyne." Reba said, then jumped as the doorbell rang. "That must be Logan! Hurry and get the door before Van answers it!"
'Too Late!' Van shouted as he ran downstairs to answer the door. Logan was waiting with a daisy and a Box of Hershey's kisses.
'Wow, Reba, did you do something with your hair?' Logan smiled as he entered the house.
'No, VAN. She's Reba. I'm V-A-N.' Van said as Reba practically ran down stairs.
'No way, you're Van Montgomary, you used to play for the Denver cougars, I love them!' Logan said enthusiastically.
Reba felt it was time to step in before van started telling his Football stories, and she ushered Logan out of the door. Van closed the door behind him, and had just sat down as Logan entered again.
'Sorry-Reba forgot her purse.' He stated, picking it up. 'Oh- and by the way, good thing that you aren't playing for the cougars anymore- I want them to win for once.'
ooooooh, Burn!
I'm not sure if the denver team are the denver cougars, please tell me if i got them mixed up.
A gold star sticker to every reviewer for this chappie!
