Disclaimer: I don't own Reba... I don't own any of the orginal characters either
Kyra came home from school at about 3:30.
"Hey Kyra"
"Hey"
Barbra Jean sighed. She was extremely worried about her step-daughter lately.
"Kyra are you okay?"
"Huh… oh sure"
"What's wrong? You seem distracted. Are you still mad at me about the other day?"
Kyra shook her head.
"Kyra-"
"It's nothing," she said
BJ noticed Kyra had a black eye.
"Kyra how did you get that black eye"
"I walked into my locker"
"I mean really"
"Really… I walked into my locker"
Well that wasn't exactly true. Her boyfriend slammed her into her locker.
"Kyra," BJ said calmly, "do I have a sign on my forehead that says 'I'm an idiot'?"
"No," Cheyenne said coming in, "but you should"
"Come on Cheyenne," BJ sighed, "how long are you going to be mad at me"
"You hit Elizabeth," Cheyenne said with a glare, "I think I'll probably be mad at you the rest of my life"
"I had to do it," BJ said, "she wouldn't share her toy with Henry"
"I had to do it," Cheyenne mocked, "she wouldn't share her toy with Henry. Van and I chose to raise our daughter without using punishment"
"You're going to raise a spoiled brat," BJ said
"Kyra," Cheyenne said, "mom want you to come home tonight for dinner"
"Sure," she said, "I'll see you later BJ"
Kyra walked out of the house with Cheyenne.
"Oh Kyra?"
"Yeah BJ"
"I want you home by 11:30"
"Sure"
BJ sat on the sofa in her house.
Something's not right with Kyra, she thought to herself.
Just then Brock came in
"Brock," BJ said, "I'm worried about Kyra. I think something's wrong with her"