"Reba? You'll have to figure out how to stop that." Terry's voice said.
"Put a sock in it woulja?" Reba asked standing back up and going right through the couch again. "Ok this will take time getting used to." Reba said dusting her shoulders off.
Reba looked over Barbra Jean and then thought "I wonder..." Her mind trailed off as she hopped over her and hit the floor, landing in Barbra Jean's body.
Reba then realized she was now Barbra Jean and she stood up and took a look at herself in the mirror. "Blah! I hate looking this way." Reba said, but instead of hearing Barbra Jean's voice, hers came out instead.
"Barbra Jean!" Reba heard Brock call.
"Oh this will be so funny." Reba said giving off her evil glance to Barbra Jean's face.
"Barbra Jean?" Brock asked as he came in the living room.
"Hi Honey." Reba said about to choke on her words as she tried to sound like Barbra Jean.
"Hi, are you ok? You sound sick?" Brock asked.
"Oh I'm right as rain." Reba said as she flopped onto the couch and sat rather sloppily.
"OK? Well Cheyenne just called and I have to go get the kids, you wanna go?" Brock asked staring at her in a 'What the hell is going on?' manner.
"No thank you I think I'll just stay here and recount my beanie babies for the millionth time." Reba said trying to pull it all together.
"Are you sure you're all right? I know it's been three weeks since Reba died, but.." Brock started to say, but Reba yelled "Three weeks!?" Before he could even finish.
"Yeah, we went to the funeral remember?" Brock asked.
"Oh yeah honey, well you'd better be movin' along bu bye now!" Reba said pushing him out the door.
Reba stopped for a second and thought "How am I gonna get out of here?" Reba thought of many ways, but one stuck out like a sore thumb. "Hmmmm I wonder." Reba said as she looked at the wall.
Reba then decided to give it another try. "Think walking through wall, think walking through wall." Reba repeated over and over until she went right through it, Barbra Jean, on the other hand, did not.
"Yes!" Reba shouted as she jumped around. Then she heard praying from the next room, it was totally Barbra Jean, unless another ghost haunted the house. Reba walked into the other room and as she suspected Barbra Jean was on her knees praying and holding her arms up in the air yelling
"Oh Lord! Take away these evil spirits away from my family!"
"Aw, now you done went and hurt my feelings, callin' me a demon and all that." Reba pouted fakely.
"Stay back! I mean it you demon!" Barbra Jean yelled holding up a plastic bat.
"Oh yeah BJ, you can hurt me with a bat." Reba said sarcastically.
Barbra Jean glanced at the bat, then back to Reba and back again a few times and then she flung the bat and it went right through Reba, smashing a vase on the table.
"Good one, anything else you wanna try?" Reba asked folding her arms across her chest.
Barbra Jean screamed and Reba covered her ears as her breathing sounded like weird chipmunks on crack. "Shut up!" Reba boomed and her voice nearly shook the house. "Whoa, I didn't know I could do that." She laughed.
"Why? Why are you here?" Barbra Jean said shaking with fear.
"Because you st..." Reba said and she faded out and her body or spirit thingy, disappeared and her voice just turned off.
"Oh perfect!" Reba thought. "OK let's see, think that you can be seen by all!" Reba repeated and finally, she could talk again, but couldn't be seen. "Oh this will be fun." Reba said as she blew a strand of hair from her eyes.
Ok, what do you guys think of this chapter? Tell me and I'll catcha later!
Ashton