Hey, sorry I didn't do this earlier, but I spent the day with my cousin at my grandma's house. But since I promised, here it is...

Chapter Three: Rivers of Riveras

"Mom, can Graycei and I go to Bryttani's house for a sleepover?" Destyni asked.

"Are there going to be any boys there?" Mary replied, worried about her daughters.

"No, mom. Just her brothers. And we don't like them," Graycei replied.

"Ok, but you have to be home at 2:00 tomorrow afternoon. We're going out to dinner to celebrate Daddy's iPlay release. Please be home so I can do your hair and get you dressed up so you match."

"Mo-om! We're a little bit too old for matching dresses aren't we? We're thirteen years old," Destyni protested.

"Yes, but you're also my youngest children and I want you to match just for tomorrow, okay?"

"Fine," the girls gave in.

"Okay, well, I guess you should get going so you can catch the subway before it gets dark. You know how much Daddy and I hate to have any of you on the subway after dark. Actually, we hate to have you on it at all..."

The girls had snuck upstairs as they let their mother's words trail off into her own little world of worry. They would be fine. Why couldn't she just trust them? No, they weren't going to a co-ed sleepover; yes, they'd be fine on the subway. Gosh, she just would not quit.

They packed up their traveling bags and went back downstairs. They found their father and their annoying older brother Charlie in the kitchen, eating hot dogs with pickles on them.

"Eew, that is so gross," the girls said in unison. They each grabbed a Coke out of the fridge and went back into the living room.

"Bye, girls. Be safe," Mary called after them as they went out the door.

"Bye!" The girls called.

Mary wandered out to the kitchen and found her husband and her son sitting at the table, now on to eating ice cream.

"Can't you two find something better to do than eat?" she asked, dumbfounded by their second gorge session of the day.

"No," Carlos replied simply.

"Well, I have to go to Times Square to see if I can fix a little mishap on Jessica Alba's makeup before she goes on TRL. I'll see you when I get home. And you better not be eating when I get here or else."

"Bye, babe," Carlos said after he kissed her on the cheek.

"Bye, Mom," Charlie said as he got up to get some more ice cream. Mary grabbed his arm.

"I don't think so, Charlie."

Charlie groaned as his mother began one of her ten minute sermons on eating junk food. He decided to go upstairs and call his girlfriend, Zoey. When Zoey answered the phone, she was crying.

"Charlie, it's Maggie. She just found out that she is pregnant. Michael broke up with her when she told him," Zoey sobbed. Maggie was her 17- year- old sister. Charlie tried to make her feel better, but nothing seemed to be working.

Later that day, Charlie went over to Zoey's house. "Come on, Zo. She'll be alright. Don't cry," he soothed. Zoey leaned into him and he wrapped his arms around her. He kissed her forehead.

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The next day, Destyni and Graycei sat at a table at the most expensive restaurant in New York City. They were wearing matching pink dresses that sparkled under the soft glow of the chandelier over the table. Charlie sat across from them with his parents. They all ordered their food and someone made a toast to their father.

"This is in honor of the new iPlay designer, Carlos Rivera and his family. They are going to be rich and therefore, Carlos is the new president of the Apple New York chain. Congratulations, Mr. Rivera."

The family smiled as the cameras flashed on them. The girls were secretly pretending that they were celebrities. Maybe they would be... someday...

That's chapter 3. Please R&R. Thanks, 7thheavenrules and Carrie Underwood Fan for you reviews!