"Yeah Peaches, why not come with us to San Antonio?" Barbra Jean asked about to beg. "Yall do remember I grew up in tornado alley right?" Reba asked with a sarcastic grin on her face.
"Okay Mrs. H, but remember Mr. H lives four doors down." "I wouldn't trust Brock with a stick of gum, okay?" "So, I ain't askin' him for nothin', even if we do have a natural disaster." Reba said. "All right mom suit yourself." Kyra said as her, Jake, Barbra Jean, Van, and Cheyenne left.
Lightning lit up the very dark Hart houseshold. "Geez, where in the wor AHHHH!" "OUCH!" Reba yelled. She had mistepped and she couldn't see and then she fell off the banister. "Dang!" I can't see." Reba picked herself up off the ground and went to turn on the tv.
"Welcome to the weather channel I'm Steve Marr and I'm Jennifer Lopez. "Tonight we are suffering severe weather in Housto, Texas, Steve?" "Yeah Jennifer, they are having power out---."
The tv shut off and then the whole house went black. Then off in the distance a siren blarred and Reba quickly put on her cowboy boots and was knocked over by a gust of wind when she opened the door.
"Whoa!" Reba yelled. "Dang that was painful." Reba walked out onto the pavement and when she turned around a black funnel was coming from 2 miles down the street.
Reba started running for Brock's house and nearly knocked the door over getting inside. "Reba?" "Come on!" Reba yelled pulling Brock down onto the floor as a huge gush of wind blew the glass out of the windows.
The two screamed and Brock helped Reba to her feet. "Come on!" Brock yelled. Reba and Brock flung themselves into the kitchen and they huddled into the closet.
"What do we do?" Reba yelled. Brock pulled her close and she put her head to his chest, and then all Brock could remember was Reba's side bleeding from glass and black.
"Ugh!" "I feel like I'm suffering from the world's worst hangover." "Me too." Reba added. Brock and Reba began walking down the street and then when they made it halfway Reba turned and yelled "CAR!" It was flying at them and Brock only had time to say "Time for High School cheerleading to kick in.
Brock made a quick stirrup in his hands and Reba soared into the air in a backflip and Brock ducked onto the ground. Reba landed on her feet with a clunk. "I forgot I could d.." Reba was cut off by a gust of wind and her and Brock fell to the ground and then black.
"Reba are you okay?" Brock asked. There was no reply. "Reba?" Still no answer. "REBA!" Brock looked over to see a hand groping under a pile of a rubble.(It's part of a house like the roof and some of the building like glass and the, well it's a brick wall we'll say.) "Oh dang!" Brock ran to pick the debris off of her. He started to pick it up and then with a boost of strength he lifted the house over his head and Reba looked groggy, but she could see.
"Hurry, I don't know how much longer I can hold this up!" Brock yelled. Reba scrambled out from under the debris and as she turned around the house collapsed and fell on Brock. Between her tears Reba whispered "He saved my life."
