It didn't take long for the children to finish breakfast, and get dressed for the day. Riley and Rebecca, again had on the same outfit, blue skinny jeans, black boots and a white and black sweater with a hood. While Taylor wore a long sleeved pink polo dress, white tights and matching pink snow boots, and as for Henry, he had on a layered collared shirt and some dark blue jeans.
"Ready Grandma" Taylor yelled as she hopped down the steps. "Let's go."
Snow held Neal in her arms as she looked down at the small blonde. "Why don't you clean up your face sweetie" She replied referring to the drying syrup the covered her face.
"No way, we have to go now, Riley, Rebecca and Henry are waiting for us" She replied pulling Snow towards the door.
At the park, it didn't take long before the kids separated and went to their own devices. Taylor sat with Snow and baby Neal on a picnic blanket, while Henry sat on the park bench with a book. Rebecca sat on a swing while playing on Henry's cell phone, and Riley sat near the entrance of the park with a notepad she found in Snow's car, trying to sketch what was in front of her. It was a lovely view and she wanted to capture it.
About 30 minutes after their arrival, Riley nearly jumped when she heard someone speaking practically in her ear. When she realized there was no threat, she rolled her eyes and went back to her drawing.
"That's a pretty cool picture" She heard someone say. It was a male voice, a young voice, someone that sounded about her age. She didn't know who it was, nor did it matter, she didn't know anyone in this time, besides her family.
"Thankyou" She replied. After a while, the person was still standing there, and then there was an impatient sigh.
"Look, I know...Rebecca, can't you just talk to me, I want to explain" He started.
Riley sighed. "I'm not Rebecca; I'm Riley. Rebecca's over there, on the swings" She explained with little interest.
"Wait...you're not Rebecca?" The voice said before he came around and stood in front of Riley. She sighed and put her notepad down.
"No"
"But..." He studdered. Riley didn't know who this boy was, he did look familiar, but she wasn't sure.
"Rebecca's over there" Riley pointed to her sister.
"Are you two.."
"Twins, yes, now, I don't mean to be rude, but I'm kind of busy" She tells him.
"Yeah okay" He turns and walks over to where Rebecca is on the swings.
