"Hey Barbra Jean you finally spill your guts out?"

"Don't say that." putting her hand over her mouth as she takes a seat on the couch

"Sorry." Can I get you anything?" A New husband?" smiling sarcastically. "
Very funny." You could get me some ginger ale." taking a sofa pillow an putting it on her stomach.

"Alright." getting up from the couch as she heads towards the kitchen.

"Thank you."

"Here you go." handing her a glass of ginger ale

"Hey Mom." Barbra Jean." said Kyra walking through the front door putting her bookbag on the stairs.

"Hey sweetheart." How was school?"

"Not good but I don't feel like talking about it." I'm going to go upstairs to my room."

"Now Kyra you know its not healthy to hold things in so let it out." said Barbra Jean

"Kyra its ok if you don't want to talk about it but I'm here if you need me."

"Thanks mom." walking upstairs to her room

"Why did you do that for?" asked Barbra Jean

"Because shes my daughter not yours!" You have no right to make Kyra tell you something that she doesn't want to talk about!"

"Well fine!" If I knew I was going to be treated like this I would have stayed home." putting her glass down on the coffee table.

"Then why did't you!"

"Humph!" walks towards the front door.

"I'm telling Brock!"

"I don't care!" What's he going to do take away my car!" yelling as Barbra Jean slammed the door behind her walking out.

"I'm Sorry Stacy." Said Kyra on the phone.

"I'm sorry too." said Stacy sighing

"What for?" you did't do anything."

"I"m just sorry you had to run into her she's not changed at all."

"It's ok." Look she might change after this week is over.

"I hope so." Well I better go my mom is calling me down for supper. "

"Okay." See you at school." Bye."

"Bye."

"Kyra dinner!" yelled Reba from downstairs

"Coming mom!" yelling back

"Hey Kyra." Said Stacy walking up behind her at her locker.

"Hey." How's your arm?" closing her locker door.

"Better." I'm getting my cast off tomorrow." taking her seat in math class.

"That's good." I know your happy."

"Yeah I am." getting to the lesson.

"Tell Reba that I can tell Kyra what to do!" said Barbra Jean walking through the front door with Brock behind her

"What is she talking about ?" asked Brock

"Ugh!" Kyra came home from a bad day at school yesterday an she did't want to talk about it." So dummy over here wanted her to tell her the whole story."

"Look I know you love Kyra, but she's not your daughter."

"So your taking Reba's side on this?"

"Yes." I happen to be Kyra's dad."

"Yeah I know that, but I'm her stepmom!"

"She has a point Reba."

"Yeah she maybe her stepmom, but she's not the one who raised her I did!"

"So did I !"

"No!" You did't you were off at the bunny ranch an found this!" pointing at Barbra Jean

"You going to let her talk to me like that?"

"I'm not going to tell her how she can speak to you she'll kill me." Trust me I lived with her for twenty years."

"Fine!" take her side!" but so you know your sleeping on the couch tonight!" storming out the front door

"Thanks a lot Reba." Now I get to sleep on the couch."

"So dogs like to sleep on the couch." Smiling as she closes the door behind him.

"Hey Stacy." Said Kyra walking up behind her at her locker

Hey." putting her books away.

"You ok?"

"Yeah Why?" closing her locker door

"Amber threated you yesterday did't she?" I knew it when I saw her get up in your face."

"Unfortunally yes." She told me I had it coming when she got back to school." taking her seat in Social Studies Class

"Did she say what she was going to do?" asked Kyra taking her seat

"No." Look I told Ms. Hodge about it an shes going to take care of this when Amber gets back."

"Okay good." When shes done I'm going to take care of her." growing anger inside as she felt the flame get higher

"Hey Buddy!" said Barbra Jean walking through the back door seeing Reba fixing dinner

"Don't you ever knock?"

"I make sure nobody is in there birthday suit." taking a seat at the kitchen island

Rolling her eyes as she tossed the salad. "Barbra Jean we need to talk." swinging the knife in her hand that she was cutting the tomatoe with.

"This is your idea of talking?" feeling a lump go down in her throat.

"Yeah with you." smiling

"Funny." Please put the knife down." saying with a nervous voice

Reba puts the knife down but keeps it close to her just to scare the delights out of Barbra Jean. "What makes you think you can come over to my house anytime you please?"

"Why not?" Your my best friend and I have things I want to talk about."

"Look Barbra Jean its about time I put my foot down." You are not going to come over to my house unless there is a fire or someone is bleeding to death."

"So your throwing me out and Brock can come over anytime he wants?" Is that what your saying?"

"If the shoe fits wear it!"

"Ugh!" Fine!" walking towards the back door. "Your going to miss me!" storming out the door

"No I'm not." said Reba under her breath with a grin

"Ahhh! "screamed Kyra coming through the back door throwing her bookbag on the kitchen table.

"Okay sit down while I get you a glass of water."

Kyra sits down at the table as Reba hands her glass of water to her.

"Thanks mom." drinking about half the glass of water.

"What's wrong?"

"Amber is what's wrong." Drinking the last bit of water before telling the whole story.

"She sounds like a brat."

"She is among other things."

"Now wait a minute Kyra how many times do I need to say it don't go down to her level it's not worth it."

"I did't say I was going to do anything to her."

"I know, but I can read your body language that you want to get her back.

"Alright you got me." I do."

"Your going to make things worse if you do."

"Your right." Thanks."

"Welcome."

"Reba we need to talk." said Brock coming through the back door

"Where have I heard this before," oh yeah the day you told me you were cheating on me." sipping her hot tea.

"Why did you tell Barbra Jean she can't come over here no more?" taking a seat next to her.

"Because ever since she came into this family all she's done is come over here like she owns the place."

"But Reba she's the kids stepmom."

"I don't care!" If she's Barney the dinosaurs sister I'm their mom not her!" she's not going to come to my house whenever she feels like it!"

"Fine." You kick my wife out then I'm never coming over here again either."

"Oh good my day just got even better." smiling

"Your mean." walking out the back door.

"Yeah and your a jackass." sipping the last bit of her tea.

Stacy saw the whole student body gathered around the flag pole. "What is going on Kyra?" asked Stacy walking up to her.

"Not sure."

Stacy walks up getting a closer look. "Amber!" you sent my bra up the flag pole!" walking up to her.

"Yeah so what you going to do about it then." Cry?" laughing out loud

"No." I'm not wasting my tears on you your nothing but a big bully!" who should stop pulling these stupid pranks there not funny!"

"What is going on out here?" asked Ms. Hodge walking outside.

"Amber sent Stacy's bra up the flag pole." said Kyra

"Tattle tail!" Amber snapped

"Stacy and Amber come with me."

"I wounder what my punishment is milking this cow?" laughing

"Amber grow a brain!" an a heart!" Heaven knows you don't have one!"

"Ms. Hodge she's being mean to me." taking her seat infront of her desk as so did Stacy.

"Oh an what you did to her an said to me was not hurtful?" said sitting in her chair

"What do you care you get called a cow all the time an she deserved it for getting me in trouble."

"Excuse me you pushed me over the bleachers I did nothing to you!"

"Yes you did remember my gym locker at our old school." You put shaving cream in mine!"

"Ugh!" that was a long time ago an I said I was sorry for doing it but you keep paying me back!" Just like you did now!"

"So."

"Stacy you may go to class."

"Thanks Ms. Hodge." walking out the door.

"Look I'm sorry I said that to you an I'll go apologize to Stacy." I should have forgave her a long time ago I never realized I was taking revenge on her." I'm sorry."

"Apology accepted." Now get to class."

"Yes ma'am." walking out the door

"Hey Stacy can we talk after school?" taking her seat in English class.

"Sure." smiling as she got back to her lesson.

"What you think she wants to talk about?" asked Kyra in a whisper

"I think she wants to apologize to me."

"How do you know?"

"I can tell by her expression she just gave me."

Chapter 4 is coming soon...