Yo, I just recently started watching Malcolm in the Middle a few months ago and I seriously regret not watching it before :). So, I guess I might make this little fanfic about Reese and a girl.

Reese POV

"Dewey, give me the remote," I ordered. "No," Dewey said defiantly.

"Dewey, give me the remote," I commanded. "NO! Why don't you just go to your stupid wrestling thing!" he shouted.

"That's it!" I yelled as I tackled him off the couch and we wrestled a bit and I started pounding him.

"Reese, get off him!" shouted Malcolm. I got up and spilled soda on his homework.

"Ah, Reese! You idiot, that was my homework!" screamed Malcolm.

"Sorr--," Malcolm cut me off, "You know what, Reese? Just go to Summer Slam by yourself! You're such an idiot! I can't believe you even made it into high school!"

Malcolm huffed and slammed the door. Well, jeez, he sure knows how to make a guy feel bad.

Ah, man, that hurts. I'm not a total idiot, I'm just not that bright. And I'm smart at some things, or something. I walked out the door sadly.

Who was going to Summer Slam with me then? I have two tickets and there's no one else I can go with. I have no friends.

Malcolm's right, I am an idiot. I don't have any friends, I'm straight F's, and no girlfriend. I haven't even had my first kiss yet. I'm 17 with no girlfriend and no friends.

Heh, can you call that pathetic or what? I hitched a ride to the Staples Center and took my seat as Summer Slam started. I'm actually pretty early. I got some popcorn and soda and waited.

I'm so stupid-looking. I'm sitting here, with my head down, eating popcorn. No wonder no girl likes me.

As people started coming in, someone sat by me. I had a seat at the end of the row, so only one person was sitting next to me.

I paid no attention the person. Summer Slam started and I looked up a bit and I saw Triple H up there. Man, I wish Malcolm were here. He loves Triple H.

I hate to say this, but my family is my only friends. The person next to me hit me with his elbow as he stood up and cheered.

"Dude, watch it!" I said to him. "Him" turned around and I was caught off-guard. "Him" was a girl! She had red layered hair with black streaks in it. Her hair looked natural, so red must be her real hair-color. It's not orange red, it's blood-red.

"Oh, sorry! I'm just pumped, he's one of my favorite wrestlers!" she said as she whooped again. She looked about my age too.

"You like wrestling?" I asked skeptically. She sat back down again and said, "Yeah, why not? And who doesn't?" She saw my skeptic look and sighed, "Oh, don't tell me you're one of those sexist boys who think girls are all skirts and pink?"

"Well, I think you just changed my mind," I said. Oh, that was a bad comeback. Now, she's gonna stop talking to me.

To my surprise, she laughed. She actually laughed at something I said?

"Well, that's good. Hey, this is my favorite tag team, Shawn Michaels and Triple H, D-Generation X, what about you?" she asked as she saw Shawn Michaels' entrance.

"You took them already," I said. She laughed again. I am on a roll tonight. I wonder what's making her laugh so much. What if there's something on my face? Stop panicking, it'll make you look stupid.

"I also like Rey Mysterio," I said. "Oh, cool. Hey, I'm Alex, what's your name?" she asked.

What's your name? What's your name, dammit? Ah, ah, Reese! Yeah, my name's Reese!

"I'm Reese!" I accidentally shouted out. Everyone turned to look at me while Alex was laughing loudly.

"Yeah, buddy, nice to know," snorted some fat guy. "S-sorry," I stammered.

I looked towards Alex. "Haha, well, Reese, you sure know how to make someone laugh!"

"Heh, thanks!" I grinned. "Oh, that's better. When I came in, you were looking pretty down," she said all concerned.

"Ah, it's nothing," I said sheepishly as I looked back towards the ring. Great, I already showed her my wimpy side. She's gonna make fun of me and leave.

"Oh, come on. Tell me something," said Alex. I looked up at the roof. She blocked my vision with her pretty face.

"Come on, Reese," she said while pinching my cheeks. We started laughing.

"Whoo!" yelled a fat dude next to her. When he raised his arms up, he spilled soda on Alex's shirt.

"Dude! I just bought this shirt!" said Alex while glaring. "Really? That's too bad, toots. Why don't you buy something girlier?" asked the fat guy while grabbing her arm. I was about to stand up too, when Alex said something bad-ass.

"Why don't you suck dick, fat-ass!" she yelled as she punched him square in the face. Everyone, including DX, turned to look at us.

I looked at the big-screen and it showed me, Alex, and the fat guy. He was bleeding. "Hey, what's going on up there?" asked Shawn Michaels. (Yeah, I know, they wouldn't really talk to them, but this is my story and anything and everything can happen. Oh, look Miley Cyrus humping a tree!)

"YOU BITCH!" fattie screamed as he was about to punch her. I got in between them and took the punch.

"Reese!" Alex shouted as I fell into my seat. "Take this, fat-ass!" Alex grunted as she kicked him all the way up in the chin.

"Sweet Chin Music, Shawn, Sweet Chin Music!" she chanted really loudly. HBK heard this and grinned.

"You go, girl!" he said. Everyone cheered. The big-screen cut back to HBK and Triple H as Alex came over to me.

"Are you okay, Reese?" she asked worriedly. I nodded. "No, you're not, come on, we're getting you cleaned up," she said as she dragged me to the guys bathroom.

"What are you doing in the guys bathroom?" I asked her. "What? You wouldn't like it in the girls, would you?" she asked as she wet a paper towel and dabbed at my eye.

"Ow!" I yelped as it stung. I noticed what she was wearing for the first time. She was wearing those neon green Jeff Hardy ripped arm thingies on her arm. She had a black shirt that had John Cena featured on it.

She was wearing black cargos like Jeff Hardy's and neon green and black Vans. She had a hat that looked like John Cena's and dog tag necklace. She had DX wristbands.

Her shirt had brown soda spilt on it. "Oh, don't be a baby, it's just a black eye," she said as she helped me.

Some guys gave us weird looks when they entered the stalls. "There, that should do it," she said and we walked back to our seats.

"Take a picture!" she said as she pulled out her camera. We pressed our cheeks together and she took the picture looking down at us.

We took pictures of the wrestlers and there was one picture of us laughing like crazy.

When Summer Slam was over, Alex walked with me out of the Staples Center.

"Hahaha! Jeez, Reese, you're so freaking funny! You are possibly the funniest friend I've ever had," she said as she snorted.

"I'm your friend?" I asked incredulously. She stared at me and blinked. "Why? Do you not want to be?" she asked as if she were hurt.

Ah, Reese you messed up! "No! No! I want to be your friend, it's just--, I'm gonna sound pathetic," I said.

"What is it, Reese?" she asked with a grin spreading across her face. Her sparkly green eyes glowed with excitement.

"Well, it's just--, I've never had a friend before. There, I said it," I said and turned away from her.

"Really? Me neither. Well, I mean, I've had a few guy friends, but they all moved away, and all the girls didn't like me," she said while kicking a rock.

We were walking on the highway. Yeah, I've done weirder things.

"Well, it's a good thing I'm your friend. I'm never gonna let you get hurt!" I declared while putting my fist onto my chest.

She laughed and said, "Same with you. Best friends forever?" She held out her hand.

"Forever," I agreed as I shook it and it turned into a hug.

"So, what was your problem before?" she asked while putting her hands in her pockets.

"It's kind of embarrassing," I said in a nervous chuckle. She stopped me and pinched my cheeks.

"You have really chubby cheeks. Now, you wouldn't want to lose them by over-pinching, would you?" she threatened. I laughed and shook my head.

"Come on, best friends, remember?" she asked hopefully. I sighed and told my story.

"Well, Malcolm's probably just heated. Let him cool down. I bet he didn't mean it," she reassured.

"Well, maybe not," I said nostalgically. "Well, what about you?" I asked her. Man, I'm talking to her like I've known her forever.

How did it get so easy talking to girls? "Uh, well, my parents are happily married. I have a little sister and an older sister. My brother's in college and I have a grown Great Pyrenees and a puppy Great Pyrenees."

"Oh, cool, I've always wanted a dog!" I exclaimed. "Really? Wanna come over?" she asked as we hit my street.

I haven't noticed it, but we walked all the way home from the Staples Center. Time flew right by. Having friends is fun.

"Sure, mind if I crash, cuz I don't think I'd like to go back yet," I said. "Oh, yeah, sure, I have an extra bed in my room."

"You sure your parents won't mind? Most parents in the neighborhood don't like me much," I said sadly.

"Well, not mine. I just moved here a week ago to watch Summer Slam, and because my parents got a new job. They're not really strict. They just want their kids to live life to the fullest," she said happily.

"Wow, my parents suck, but yours are awesome!" I said. We laughed as we walked to her house.

"Oh, hold on, let me get my night clothes," I said as I ran to my house that was 3 houses down.

I went inside and into my room. I saw Malcolm re-doing his homework and Dewey playing with his toys.

"Where have you been?" asked Malcolm harshly. His mood did not faze me at all. Nothing could bring me down. I had made a friend, and she was a girl too!

Nothing could go wrong. Ah, shit, I hope I didn't jinx that. "At Summer Slam and I met this girl who wants to be my friend! I'm sleeping over at her house tonight," I said giddily while getting my shirt and PJs.

"Wow, your first friend. Bet she'll dump you later on," Malcolm said sarcastically. I just shook my head and ran to her house. "Don't get her pregnant!" Malcolm called after me.

Mom and Dad were at some vacation thing for a day. They were coming back tomorrow.

I rang the doorbell and I think her mom opened the door. "Hi! Who are you?" she asked nicely.

I responded politely, "I'm Reese. I'm Alex's friend. She said I could stay over, but if it's not okay with you, I could just go--," I said and was cut off by Alex's mom laughing.

"No, it's okay. ALEX, YOUR FRIEND'S HERE!!" she bellowed upstairs.

"COMING!" Alex replied as her mom let me in. "Hey, Reese, let's get upstairs," she said as she ran upstairs. I followed her to her room.

As we entered her room, I could see her room was colored orange with brown, blue, and red circles in it with pictures and drawings inside.

She had a bunk bed and a desk with a plasma on the wall. She had stuffed animals everywhere on the room and band and wrestling posters all over the wall.

She had a skateboard under the bed and headphones on the top bunk.

"Well, mi casa e su casa," she said as she flopped onto the top bunk. I got under and felt comfty.

"So, what ya wanna do?" she asked as she popped her head upside down to see me.

"Well, it's Sunday, so America's Best Dance Crew?" I asked. "Good choice, Best," she said as she flipped on the TV and closed the lights.

"Best?" I asked. "Best as in Best Friend. It's official, remember?" she asked while handing me the chips.

"Oh, alright, cool, Best," I said and grinned. We watched and laughed. We got to the point of me explaining the school.

"Well, you just missed the first day of school last week, so everyone's already in their cliques," I explained.

"Agh, hate cliques. What clique are you in?" she asked curiously while sitting next to me cross-legged. I lay down and crossed my legs.

"Actually, I don't have a clique. I'm the bully," I said and shut my eyes. Nobody wants to be friends with a bully.

"Oh, well, I'll help Best out of that. Mind if I join your clique of one?"

"It'll be my pleasure," I said. We laughed and I told her I had to change into my PJs.

"Oh, yeah, sure, get in the closet," Alex instructed and I got my stuff and changed in her closet. Yeah, pretty weird.

I wore my usual long, gray sleeve-less shirt and black boxers.

Alex POV

Oh, wow, I've made a friend! He's so nice. I wish I'd befriended him earlier.

Best Friends Forever. Yeah, I like the sound of that.

"Alright, I'm done. Hey, why is the closet locked?" Reese asked through the closet.

"Reese, what are you doing? Come out of the closet, I won't judge you if you're gay," I faked it.

His voice was high-pitched now, "What? I'm not gay, let me out!"

"I'm just kidding," I said while laughing crazily and opened the door. My eyes bulged. Whoa, Reese is crazy hot.

He has muscular arms, but not too muscular. "What?" he asked while chuckling.

I shook my head and said, "Nothing." Then my dogs came in.

"Hey, there girl," I said to the puppy. "Okay, guys meet Reese, he's my best friend. Reese meet Diggy, the guy dog, he's the big one, and JoJo the girl puppy dog," I said.

"Hey, there," Reese said to Diggy. He licked Reese's palm.

"It's getting late, kids. Go to sleep because you have the big day tomorrow!" yelled my dad from across the hall. I shooed the dogs outside.

"'Kay Dad!" I shouted back and closed the lights. I sat on Reese's bed and he asked me, "Do you really want to be my best friend?"

"Yes. Reese, you are the nicest, funniest, cutest, and funnest guy I've ever met in my entire life. I wouldn't have chosen anyone else to be my Best Friend," I said in a soft voice.

"Thanks. Well, you are the coolest, prettiest, and awesomest girl I've ever met. I'm glad you're my first friend," he said.

"Alright, now you deserve a hug," I said and hugged him tightly. "Be careful of that black eye Best," I warned jokingly.

"Ah, shut up," said Reese and we both laughed. I climbed back up my bed and fell asleep happily.

In the Morning

I woke up the happiest I've ever been. I stretched and looked down to see Reese still sleeping.

Aw, he looks so cute. I got down and did my things. I dressed up in white capris, a black shirt with DX on it, a white half-jacket that was half zipped that had a black rose on the back, black and white DCs, and a black beanie with a white dot in the middle.

"Reese, get up," I said as I shook him gently. No luck. "Reese, get up," I said more loudly.

He slowly opened his eyes and said groggily, "Where am I?"

"You're in Alex's room," I said slowly and laughed. He grinned and hugged me, which turned into a wrestle.

"Hey, girls, guys, no wrestling in the house!" yelled my dad downstairs. "'Kay, dad!" I shouted back.

"Reese, get dressed," I laughed. "Alright, I'll walk you to school after I get ready at my house," he said.

We walked into our kitchen, and as Reese was walking out the door, mom called out, "Honey, where you going? Eat breakfast with us."

"Are you sure?" asked Reese as if he felt he was intruding. "Yes, now come on," mom said as she motioned him over.

Reese hesitantly walked over to the table and took a seat next to me.

"So, what's for breakfast?" he asked politely. "Scrambled eggs and pancakes," mom said.

Reese POV

Whoa, that was the best breakfast I've ever had! "Wow, Alex's mom, that was awesome!"

"Oh, call me whatever you want. Mrs. Roane, Ellie, Mom, anything," she said and laughed.

"Thanks, Mom," I said. We laughed and I left for my house with Alex.

"I'll just wait out here," said Alex. "No, come in," I said as I opened the door. She reluctantly walked in and looked around.

I brushed my teeth and dressed up. Malcolm was there and looking at me.

"Hey, uh, Reese, sorry about what I said yesterday," Malcolm said while looking down.

"Nah, it's okay. Because of that, I just got a best friend!" I said. "Hey, Reese, let me meet him," Malcolm said. "Sure, but you'll be surprised," I said and snickered.

Alex POV

I was looking at Reese's house and it had lots of pictures of him and his brothers.

I found one when he was so small and in diapers. I laughed to myself.

"Best, I want you to meet--, Hey, what the--, don't look at those!" he said and got in between me and the picture.

I pinched his cheeks and asked, "Why not, Best? You look so cute!"

"No!" he said and bear-hugged me away from it. We started laughing as I kept playfully punching him.

"Uh, Reese?" I heard a voice say. We stopped our rough-housing and Reese moved aside to reveal a handsome boy.

"Who's the chick?" he asked. "The chick is Alex. Hi, I'm Reese's best friend," I said and held my hand out.

"Wait! Reese can't have a best friend! Especially not a girl best friend!" he shouted defiantly.

"Why not?" I asked innocently. "Because, he's Reese! He doesn't even have any guy friends!"

"Hey, hey, no need to insult Best. Come on, since he doesn't have any friends, why not me? We make a pretty good pair," I said.

"Alright, alright, sorry, I'm Malcolm, Reese's younger brother," he said and I shook his hand.

"Well, Malcolm, wanna be my friend?" I asked while closing my eyes and grinning.

"Yeah, sure," Malcolm said suspiciously. "Come on, we're gonna be late," said Reese hastily and he pulled me towards the door.

"Bye Malcolm!" I said and waved. "So, how are we getting to school?" I asked.

"We'll take my bike," he said and he pulled out a red bike with flames on it. I placed my feet on the things that are at the end of the bike. I put my hands on Reese's shoulders and prepared myself.

"Okay, I'm going," Reese said and he started pedaling. I gripped his shoulders tightly for fear I might fall.

"Hey, Best, don't be scared. I'm here, right?" he asked. "Yeah, you're here," I said softly and hugged him from behind.

We arrived at a big high school. There were so many people coming in and out so much, they looked like ants. (speaking of ants, there's one on my laptop right now)

"Hey, Best, I don't have to meet people, do I?" I asked nervously.

Reese POV

"No, you got me!" I said and grinned while putting my fist to my chest.

"That's right," she laughed and pinched my cheeks. "Let's go," I said as she linked her arm with mine. We walked into the school arm in arm with people staring.

"Uh, I have to go the office to get my stuff. You go where you need to go," Alex said and we departed.

I walked to my locker in a daze. I've never felt happier in my life. This is what it's like to have friends. I opened my locker and grabbed my books.

No pranks today. Nothing that'll make Alex not like me. I walked over to the office, books in hand.

"Hey, Best, my locker's at 435, where's yours?" she asked. I can't believe it! Everything is going awesome for me! "Mine's 436!" I exclaimed and she pulled me into a headlock and noogied me playfully.

"Come on, show me around," she said as we walked towards our lockers.

"Here, I'll help you spice up your locker a bit," I offered as I grabbed my spray cans and tagged her locker with sayings.

Sayings like "Alex" in a crazy font, and I drew a picture of me and her grinning.

"You got a talent, Best!" she exclaimed and slapped my back. "Thanks, let me see your schedule," I said and she handed me her schedule.

"Wow, we got every single class together! Ain't that cool?!" I exclaimed.

"Sweet," she said as she grabbed my hand and ran. "Hey, hey, hey, I'm the tour guide. Let me, guide you," I said as I ran towards Math class.

"Alright, this is Math. Mrs. Kaye teaches this class. She's young and a push-over. I usually take advantage of that," I said.

"Well, if Best can do that, so can I. I was a bit of a delinquent at my school too. I know all the tricks," Alex said.

I grinned, "You are the best, best friend ever, Alex."

"Well, thank you, Reese," she said and bowed.

"Wow…Reese…you…have…a…girl…friend?" Stevie asked.

"No, no Alex isn't my girlfriend. She's my new, caring best friend," I said and smiled.

"Yeah…right," Stevie said and wheeled away. "Who was that?" Alex asked.

"That's Stevie, he's Malcolm's best friend," I replied and led her into the classroom, which was full except for two seats, one of them being mine.

"Hey, this is a cool desk," Alex said as she sat in my desk. My desk was off-limits to everybody. No one sits there. Not even the teachers or parents.

But I will allow it if it's Alex. Everyone gasped as she sat down. She looked around and asked, "What?"

"That's Reese's desk. No one sits there because he'll beat you up," said Finglehorn.

"Yeah, new girl, you better get your ass up before he beats the crap out of you," said the ever-so-snobby Jenny.

"I don't think so," said Alex while smirking and putting her feet up in on the desk.

Everyone gasped again as I entered the room. "You must be Reese," said Alex while winking. Oh, I get it. I winked back.

"What are you doing at my desk?!" I asked menacingly. "Sitting," she replied slyly.

"Well, you better get out," I said harshly and everyone held their breath, "or I'll tickle you to death!" I finished and started tickling her. We burst out laughing.

"Best, stop!" she laughed and playfully punched me. "Yeah, you can take my desk for a day. Nothing more," I said and sat in the desk next to mine.

"Reese, you never let anyone sit there," wheezed Finglehorn. I glared and he shut up.

"I'd like to introduce you guys to my Best Friend. Be nice to her or you'll end up in the dumpster," I threatened and cracked my knuckles. Everyone nodded.

"Wow, you really are the bully," remarked Alex while nodding. "Hope you don't mind," I said and leaned my head back.

"Good morning, class. I am Mrs. Kaye and I believe we have a new student today," Mrs. Kaye announced.

"What made you say that?" I asked sarcastically. Everyone laughed. "Yes, well, her name is Alex Roane. Welcome her into the school with open arms," Mrs. Kaye said.

"We sure will, Mrs. Kaye," said Jenny coyly. Of course, me being stupid, I didn't know what Jenny was planning.

"Okay, today we are learning Geometry," Mrs. Kaye started. The rest was just blah, blah, blah. I got bored and passed notes to Alex.

"How do you like it here?"

"I've had worse. Still, I don't think the girls like me :(

"That's okay. Reese to the Rescue!" I drew a superhero on the piece of paper

She laughed out loud. The whole class turned to her. "Something the matter, Miss Roane?" asked Mrs. Kaye.

Oh, shit, she was gonna get in trouble. I have to do something. "Uh, Mrs. Kaye's pregnant!" I blurted out.

Everyone gasped. "Reese Wilkerson! What happens with me is my business, and how did you know? I haven't told anybody!" Mrs. Kaye shouted.

"Uh, I didn't," I replied. Mrs. Kaye turned red. "Report to the Principle's Office immediately!" she yelled as I got my books and backpack and went on my way.

I sat down on the chairs that were just outside the principal's office. Malcolm walked out the principle's door. Malcolm? In the Principle's Office? Something's wrong.

"What'd you do?" I asked him. "It's all that stupid "Johnny Hottie"'s fault. He was tagging the school and threw me the spray can just when Herkabe passed by. Ugh, what about you?" he asked, frustrated.

"Alex and me were passing notes, and she was about to get caught, but I yelled out that Kaye's pregnant. Turns out, she really is," I shrugged.

"What's up with you and that girl?!" Malcolm asked. "I told you, we're best friends. Best friends cover for each other," I replied.

"Well, I hope you don't mess it up, she looks real nice," Malcolm said as he walked away. I sighed as I entered Mr. Jarner's office.

Mr. Jarner's a toughie. But, he's better than Herkabe. Herkabe sucks balls.

After Jarner had a little talk with me, my punishment was to make posters for the festival this year.

I walked to lunch and saw Alex at the doorway. "Hey, Best, how did your classes go?" I asked as I picked up two lunch trays and gave her one.

"Kinda sucked without you. That chick who told me to get out of your seat kept tripping me, all the girls hate me, and the guys kept hitting on me," she replied while flicking mashed potatoes at Jenny's hair.

I laughed, "Nice, she didn't even feel it."

"Eh, I try," shrugged Alex. "So, where we sitting, bully?"

"I have my own table," I said as I approached a couple of nerds. "Scram!" I yelled as they scrambled out of there.

"Ladies first," I said as I bowed and let Alex sit first. I sat across from her and began pigging out on my mashed potatoes. To my shock, she did the same.

She saw me staring, and stopped. "What? Too messy for you?"

"Nope, just perfect," I said as I wiped some mashed potato of her nose. I secretly added some.

"Hey!" she said and wiped some on my cheeks. She pinched me cheeks and said, "Oh, the chubbiness!"

"Stop saying my cheeks are chubby!" I said and grinned as I added some mashed potato on her eyelid.

"What?! It's a compliment! I like guys with chubby cheeks," she said and she got some on my hair.

"Ooh, sorry. Didn't mean to mess with your 'do. Here, I'll eat it," she said as she got up and licked a piece of mashed potato off one of my spikes.

"Mm! Tasty! Reese spikes are yummy," she stated and began eating. "Hey, you have some right here," I said and wiped some off her cheek and ate it.

I saw her blushing. Which, of course, made me blush. "Uh, let's go, lunch is over," I said as I got up and threw my trash away.

No One's POV

While Reese and Alex walked out of the cafeteria, a pair of jealous black eyes followed them.

"Ugh! I hate that girl. Who does she think she is? Hanging around Reese, when I've been trying to get close to him for so many months! How does she get a hottie like him?!" Jenny ranted as she flipped her blond hair.

"Because she's hot too," said Finglehorn as he passed by. "Oh, shut up, you little dork!" Jenny growled.

"Hm, that little bloody haired girl will pay for hanging around him. Let's see if she still plays around with Reese when I get through with her," said Jenny viciously while applying lipstick.