It just hit me that I have to stop at nothing to take down Donna Ellis. No one takes my baby boy away from me. Oh, god I'm embarrassing Jase in my own point of view. He's fifteen with underarm hair looking like the Amazon rainforest.

What do I have to do? I need advice for this kind of drama. Trish!

I asked Trish to come over to Sonic Boom for a major crisis. If anyone's good at being mean, it's Trish. How do you think she started her own fashion business? Because she's demanding and mean.

Trish walked through the door stunning in her own clothing line clothes. She removed her sunglasses and said, "Alright, Alls. What is the problem?"

"Donna Ellis," I said.

Rosie next to us dramatically gasp in horror. "The Donna Ellis? That stinking bitch!"

"That bitch happens to be my son's mother," I reminded her.

"She ain't nothing to Jase. You are his momma. Not the bitch."

"Well, the bitch is back." I informed them.

"Oh, hell no." said Trish. "Rose, get your belt out. We are gonna take that—"

"Stop!" I burst out. "Nothing violent. Jase invited her over for dinner yesterday. He called her Mom."

"Oh, I get it too." said Rosie. "I smack Jase too, Ally. You don't have to give me hints. I'll whack him into next week. I'll hit him and said he fell on the floor."

"No! Guys, I just need advice to get rid of this woman. I mean she's taking my son away from me. No one harms my babies!"

"Ally, are you sure about this?" asked Trish. "You're too nice. No one can be nicer than you, girl."

"I can be mean. No, I can't."

"See? You can't even say you can be mean."

"She's coming over again tonight to take Jase out. What am I going to do?"

"Here's what you gotta do. Show some pride. Show her that you're not afraid of a challenge."

"Start by complimenting her with insults." said Rosie.

"Okay." I said.

"Point out your memories and achievements right in front of her. Donna will start to get…oh, shit."

"That's good. What else?"

"Flirt with Austin. Give him a kiss, bend over in front of him, and make Donna feel uncomfortable."

"What? Make her jealous? She doesn't care about Austin anymore."

"Just do it," said Rosie.

"Plus, act motherly to Jase." said Trish. "Those are the big guns you need to pull out. That's how you get rid of her."

"What if that doesn't work?" I asked.

Trish and Rosie glanced at each other and looked back at me. "Wing it," they both said.

"Wing it?"

"Yeah, like a chicken." Rosie said. "White meat, dark meat. Now I am hungry. I'm gonna go to Bush's Chicken really quick. Y'all want anything?"

"Four piece with okra," I said.

"Four piece with mashed potatoes," said Trish.

"Got it!" said Rosie as she left the store.

"Tonight is going to be difficult," I said.

"You want me and Rosie to come over?"

"Would you?"

"Of course. How about this? A family game night. I'll come, Rosie and Dez brings Jeannie and Gavin, and we'll help you with Donna."

"Sounds like a plan."

Rosie appeared with our food and drinks. "I'm back."

"That was fast."

"The cashier boy gave it to me free when I showed him my bra strap."

"Bra strap?" asked Trish.

"He was fourteen and I think he said bra strap through his retainer."

Donna will be here soon. I set out snacks for our family and guest. At first, Jase was confused to why I invited Donna. I just said that it's family game night though she is not family. Now everyone will see why no one tries to take my son away from me.

I was placing beers and sodas in the fridge for everybody. Austin walked by and said, "Ally?"

"Yes?"

"Tonight is family game night?"

"Yes."

"And you invited Donna?"

"Yes, I did."

"Why?"

"Come on, Austin. She's kind of family."

"Oh, my lord, Ally. What are you doing?"

"What do you mean?"

"You're scaring me. I know you don't like Donna and you're gonna scare Donna by family game night."

"What is so scary about family game night?"

"The cheating, the crying, the screaming, the fighting—"

"The kids were younger."

"Most of it was you."

"And Rosie. Remember when she tackled you during Pictionary because you thought her basketball hoop looked like a toilet?"

"She should've put the net on there and she nearly destroyed my pancreas…and my spine."

"She was just recovery from breast feeding Jean and Gavin."

"Hey, after that, Jean got so scared that she sucked Rosie dry."

"Look, sweetie. Donna is coming over whether you like it or not."

"Or whether you like it or not."

"Excuse me?"

"Ally, I am not a child."

"I'm getting married to one."

"Ally, do you think I still have feelings for Donna?"

"No." I lied. "I don't know. Maybe."

"Oh, this is what it's all about."

"What?"

"You think I'm still into Donna?"

"How dare you? I don't care that she's taller…with big boobs…leather jacket…and…and she's prettier than me."

"Ally, I wouldn't give you up for any woman in the world."

"Oh like Tiffany?"

"You're still on that?"

"Dez tells me everything. He's still my best freckled friend."

"I will admit she looks at me a lot and knows how to make my coffee, but I don't care if she has a crush on me. I have a crush on you and I always will."

"Aww, Austin." I started blushing.

"You're blushing. I know it."

"You love it when I blush?"

"You know I love it when you blush, Ally." He leaned in and kissed me.

The doorbell rang. I pulled back. "No more until tonight."

Dez, Gavin, Jean, Trish, and Rosie were at the door.

"Hey, Alls," said Dez.

"Hey, Aunt Ally," said Gavin.

"Come in, come in." I said as I let them in.

"Is Donna almost here," whispered Rosie.

"Yes," I replied.

"Don't worry. We'll have that girl running out of this house, Alls." whispered Trish.

The doorbell rang. I answered it and it was Donna.

"Donna," I said.

"Hey, Ally," she said. "Thanks for inviting to your family game night."

"You are welcome. Come on in."

I led her into the living room where our family was.

"Guys, this is Donna Ellis," I introduced them. "Donna, this is my best friend, Trish De la Rosa. And this is my cousin, Rosie, her husband, Dez, and their kids, Jean and Gavin."

They shook hands with her. Rosie glanced at Donna's shirt and asked, "You're a fan of KISS?"

"Of course I am," Donna answered. "I'm also a fan of Poison, Guns & Roses, Metallica, ACDC, Van Halen, and Bon Jovi."

"Holy crap on a cracker…Van Halen?! You girl are awesome!" exclaimed Rosie.

What?! What are you doing, Rosie?

Mrs. Bowie ran in and sat on the chair before Donna could.

"Oh, you have a dog," said Donna.

"Yes, this is Mrs. Bowie," I said.

Donna reached out her hand to pet Mrs. Bowie. Before she could, Mrs. Bowie started barking at her and snarling at her.

"Whoa," said Donna.

Austin grabbed Mrs. Bowie by her collar. "Hey, bad dog! Bad dog, no growling!" He put her outside in the backyard.

"Donna, I'm sorry about Mrs. Bowie," I said.

"It's fine." She assured me. "Dogs and I don't get along that well anyways. Like that movie Cujo."

"You've seen Cujo?" asked Trish.

"Of course. I'm a fan of Cujo, Carrie, anything by Stephen King."

"I love Stephen King. Also, I'm a fan of Aliens VS Predator, Clash of the Titans, and Batman movies."

"Me too."

She has things in common with both Trish and Rosie. That bitch is crafty.

"Okay," I interrupted. "Let's get the game started." The kids were up to their rooms along with Jean and Gavin.

"We need two teams," said Austin. "How about Dez, Donna, and I against Rose, Ally, and Trish?"

"Alright then," said Dez. "Let me get the card." He got out the card and look at it. He put it down and started the game.

"Three words," said Austin. First word."

Dez started making a circle wih her arms.

"Huge…" guessed Donna. "Giant…uhh…big! Yes!"

Dez started pretending like he was hammering something.

"Hammering?" said Austin. "Big…explosion? No? Big nail? Is it a boom? Big boom?"

"Big shock?" asked Donna. "Wrecking ball? Crushing? Bomb?"

"Big fire? Big Bang?" asked Austin. Dez nodded his head.

"The Big Bang theory?" asked Donna. Dez nodded.

"Yes, we got it," exclaimed Austin.

"Okay, it is our turn," I said. I looked at my card: Fiddler on the Roof. How do I explain that to Rosie and Trish?

"Four words," said Trish. "First hint is…"

I acted as a mime and made a dramatic scene.

"Mime?" guessed Rosie. "Movie…scene? No, it's a show. A play?"

I nodded and started playing air violin.

"Uhh…" said Trish. "…Beauty and the Beast? No? Romeo & Juliet? Cats or Pippin? It's a musical, isn't it?"

Trish was not helping me at all. This is not going good.

"Phantom of the Opera? Rocky Horror Show? Mamma Mia? Hairspray? Grease?!"

"Twilight!" yelled Rosie.

"Twilight?" I asked. "What made you think that this was Twilight? All they ever did was run around for hours and stare at each other. Why Twilight?! It's not even a play!"

"Why are you yelling at me?" yelled Rosie. "I was just guessing! I give."

"Me too." sighed Trish.

"Fiddler on the Roof." I said.

"Oh, you weren't so good at showing us it." said Rosie.

"It's our turn," said Austin. "Donna, you can go."

Donna looked at her card and started her charades. She pointed at her foot.

"Toe?" guessed Dez. "Leg? Toes? Foot? Alright, foot!"

Now she started fake throwing.

"Toss?" guessed Austin. "Pass? Throw? Catch? Any kind of ball?"

Donna nodded. Then, she closed her eyes and started walking like Frankenstein.

"Frankenstein?" guessed Austin. "Zombie?"

"Lost?" guessed Dez. "Scared? Darkness? Lost…uhh…blind?"

Donna nodded again.

"The Blind Side!" exclaimed Austin. "Yes!"

"You are good at this game, Donna," said Dez. "She's my new best freckles friend."

"Oh, yay," I blurted out as it grew silent. "Donna's great. Donna's awesome. Donna is is amazing!"

"Ally—" Austin tried to calm me down.

"No! I get it. She is Donna Ellis. Isn't it bad enough that Jase replaced me with her but now you guys."

I stomped into my bathroom and slammed the door. What's wrong wih me? Why did I do that? I sat on the toilet and looked down at my lap.

This night was humiliating. Donna wins and I lose. When I look at her, all I see is Jase. He is just like her with their sarcasm, noses, mannerism, and perspective. I can compete with someone who is just like my son. Oh, Jase is my only step-son. I should owe an apology to Donna. After all, he's her son too.

I walked outside and back into the living room.

"That was…very awkward," said Dez.

"Guys, I'm sorry for my outburst," I said calmly. "Just that…Donna—"

"Because of Jase," she said.

"How did you know?"

"Ally, you have nothing to be jealous of. I'm jealous of you."

"Me? Why?"

"What do you think? Ally, look at you. You are more successful than I'll ever be. I'm never going to be half the woman you are now. You got people who care about you, you got kids, you got a job, and you got it all. How the hell could you be jealous of me?"

"I don't know. You came back and Jase started loving you again."

"Ally…thank you."

"For what?"

"Thank you for taking care of my son. I knew Austin was going to meet someone else and I'm so happy that he found you. Jase could've turn out to be a failure at everything if it wasn't for you."

"Donna, Jase is wonderful and you have a…funny, sarcastic, smart son."

"Ally, I could never have asked for a better person than you to love Jase as much as I do."

"Thank you, Donna. And you can visit Jase any time as you want."

"Thanks, Ally and I give you my permission to allow Jase to call you…Mom."

"You're gonna have to tell him that."

"I can't. He's my son, but he's yours more."