Camille and Reese pulled apart to see the tall teenager in the doorway.

"Yo Camille! Girl you gotta get over here! Yoshawnda and Dominique are beatin each other down!" He exclaimed.

"Again! Oh my god why can't they just get along! But Jamal, I can't go right now im tutoring someone." Camille answered.

Jamal looked at Reese.

"Bring him wit chu! Cuz they tearin each other apart Dawg!"

Camille looked from Reese to Jamal.

"Um…Reese we're going to be moving our tutoring session to the basket ball courts okay?" Camille said.

"Oh I see! Cuz like maybe my brain doesn't work in this room?" Reese asked.

Jamal laughed. "Hey Camille home boy here is funny." "

"Or maybe just extremely stupid…" Camille said to herself.

Camille and Reese gathered up their books and ran with Jamal to the basketball courts. Sure enough, two girls were practically tearing each other apart on the courts.

"Dominique! Yoshawnda Stop!" Camille yelled.

She pulled the two girls apart and looked at each of them. Dominique's shirt was ripped and one of Yoshawnda's large hoop earrings was missing.

"Now whats goin on here?" Camille asked.

Meanwhile Reese just stood to the side watching. He was kind of disappointed that Camille had broke up the fight because in his mind, there was nothing better than a chick fight. Jamal and some of his friends were standing near Reese. Jamal looked over at him and said,
"So yo Reese, when I walked in that room it looked like you and my home girl Camille were bout to start something if you know what im sayin.."

"We weren't bout to start something. We were about to makeout." Reese said blankly.

"Yo…dats what I…never mind…" Jamal said shaking his head.

"Man, whats up wit Camille and them dang Preps?" Another guy that was behind Reese questioned.
This guy had on a thick black ski jacket and a black beanie on his head. His pants were sagging way low showing his striped boxers. The light of the sun gleamed off the earring in his ear.

"Yeah whats up wit dat?" said Reese not knowing what he was talking about. But then again…did Reese EVER know what he was talking about?

"Naw…naw man we mean you." Said the second guy.

"Yeah, like my homie Luis says…you're a prep, Dawg." Jamal said

"No im not!", Reese defended,

"Yeah that's what all the clean cut, Crusts off they sandwhich, sippin whole milk, homies say." Luis said starting to look aggravated.

Reese looked at the guys standing before him. They were all taller than him and looked tough. Sure he had been in many fights, but most of the time the person he was fighting with was much smaller than him. Reese was debating whether to run or tell them they could beat up Malcolm instead. Another boy in the group named Mardel spoke up.

"Ey yo Luis, step off him aight? He's coo I've seen him in detention a couple times. And anyways you just ready to bust a cap cuz you mad Camille don't want you."

The other guys in the group laughed so Reese joined in as well. Luis walked away sulkily. A girl with curly black hair that that had been watching Camille break up the fight, turned to Reese.
"Don't worry bout Luis Fernandez. He just a hater." She smiled at him.

"I'm Jameka. You should hang with our crew sometime." She offered.

"Not in that gear!" Jamal exclaimed.

"Well that could be fixed. We could hook him up. We could hook him up." Jameka said smiling.

"Abra Cadabra!" Dewey yelled pointed a magic wand at the frog in his back yard. "Aww…darn. It didn't turn!" "Abra Cadabra!" He yelled again. "Abra Cadabra!" He repeated.

Reese came walking in the yard.

"What are you doing Dorky Potter?" He asked.

"Hes been doing that all afternoon." Malcolm explained, sitting in the corner of the yard typing on a lap top.

"I'm trying to turn this frog into candy." Dewey said between abra cadabras.

Reese ignored him and looked over at Malcolm.

"Hey where'd you get that from?" Reese asked about the lap top.

"Stevie let me borrow it because once I find this card we'll all be rich in approximately thirty years."

Reese, who wasn't listening anyway, made a grab for the computer.

"Let me see it." He said.

"No." Malcolm said closing the lap top and holding it tightly to his chest.

"Just let me see it dork!" Reese said.

Malcolm was about to hit back with an insult but then saw Reese closely for the first time since he walked into the yard. Malcolm looked down from the baggy pants, to the excessive chains, up to the wave cap on his head.
"Reese….what are you wearing?" Malcolm asked, looking at Reese strangely.

"You got a problem wit my gear G?" Reese asked aggressively.

"It's not a problem that you look like you just walked out of a low budget rap video." Malcolm said.

"Don't hate! Don't hate! You wanna take this outside cuz?" Reese exclaimed.

"Umm Reese…hate to break this to you, but we ARE outside." Malcolm stated.

"B-otch!" Reese yelled.

Lois walked outside just as Reese put Malcolm in a head lock.

"Reese! Let go of your brother! Dewey! Get that creature out my house!" She yelled.

"Awww! But mom I AM out the house!" Dewey whined.

"DEWEY….." Lois started.

"Okay…"Dewey said sadly.

As Dewey walked out of the yard holding the frog, Reese was still hitting a squirming Malcolm.

"Reese I said let him go!" Lois bellowed.

Reese let go of Malcolm who was glaring at him.

"Boys! What did I tell you guys about fighting! If see more fighting I'm going to have to cancel Christmas again!"

"But mo-" Reese whined.
"

Don't but mom me! Now both of you get your butts to your room!" She screamed pointing to the house.

"But mom I didn't even do anything!" Malcolm complained.

"Do you guys think that I LIKE yelling at you?" She yelled.

"Yes." Reese answered.

Malcolm kicked Reese in the shins just as Lois covered her face with her hands.

"Hey! What was that for!" Reese yelled.

Lois sighed and yelled "INSIDE!"

Malcolm and Reese started to walk sulkily into the house when Lois stopped them.

"Wait-Reese….what are you wearing?" Lois asked.

"Clothes." He replied.

"Well you look ridiculous, go change." She said flatly.

"But Mo-" Reese started.

"GO….CHANGE!"

Malcolm and Reese jumped at her intensity and hurried inside.