Ryan woke to find himself almost magically tucked back into bed, Beverley somehow managing to do so without waking him. He stretched and wandered out of the room, throwing on a sweater as he wandered down stairs.
The children were eating breakfast at the table. Sharpay had Winona turned facing away from her so as to plait the girl's hair into three larger braids. Mickey was chattering away, singing some nonsense song. "Good morning, sleepyhead," Sharpay teased, pushing a box of cereal towards him.
"Morning," he mumbled.
He watched her for a moment, trying to see if she was still reeling from last night's new, but he couldn't tell for sure. Sharpay had her gaurd up.
Beverley smiled as she entered from the kitchen with a cup of coffee held in one hand. She kissed Ryan's head as she passed and looked up at the clock on the wall, "Twins, Winona, you better get going or you're going to be late."
In a flurry of braid-tying and cereal-shoving action, all three were upstairs, dressed and back out the door.
They rode the bus to school, Sharpay having sold her pink monstrosity of a sports car months before in a fit of sudden charity towards her foster family. She had given the money to Beverley for some of Mickey's doctor bills.
As they pulled up in front of East High, Ryan waved to Kelsi who was waiting outside the school with Martha and Zeke. Kelsi was the first to notice the worried look on the twins' faces.
"What's wrong?"
The twins drew themselves inward and spoke.