We walked together at first silently, I wondered why his eyes were so red, and why his teeth so big, and why his hands were so big and long nailed, and why his hair was somewhat unkept. I just had one to many questions floating inside my head.

Questions, with no answers, at least not yet, maybe I'll ask him when I know its alright to ask. If that is ever.

But for now, i was quietly humming and enjoying the swelling of peace within me, the green looked so vibrant, but the roses, oh the roses! They were in full bloom in this fine late spring and their red could almost compete with my own red hair. I stopped for a second, not paying attention to Mr.Wilk behind me.

I touched the flower delicately careful of its thorns, even though they are another reason why i love the flower, Rose, so much, because this flower even though looks pretty and alluring, can protect itself at first, but not after picking season sadly.

As I went to reach my hand back it caught on a thorn and pricked my finger. I hissed a bit and drew my hand back quickly, I didn't notice the thorn before but now with it having a drop of my blood on it, it was easy to see it out of the brambles.

"Are you alright?" Asked Mr.Wilk as he stepped closer to me, his eyes looked a bit bigger but I casted it aside.

"Just peachy." I said with a sigh, I moved the dark oak basket to my other arm and looked at the pricked finger that was bleeding quite alot actually.

"It doesn't seem like it is, here let me see it." He said as he carefully took my small hand into his huge one and inspected my finger.

"Its quite alright Mr.Wilk, a small prick is all-" but i was cut off by me yelping in surprise as I watched his long tongue slither out and lap up the blood off my finger within seconds, and when he was done, its didn't bleed anymore and wasn't to sore. "You had no need to lick it!!" I yelled exasperated. I never knew someone as weird and yet very alluring as he.

"Haha, Red, you act like an innocent girl getting a kiss on the hand!" he said with a deep rumble of a laugh.

"Im no girl!! Im quite a boy alright!" I then blushed. "And, I'm not so innocent, I think." My face quickly reddens and I start walking off.

I here him laugh once more before I here his footsteps marching in tune with mine.

"May I ask why you like the color red?" he asks out of the blue.

"Im not sure, maybe cause of my name, or cause my favorite flower is red. That and red is quite a beautiful color is it not?" I asked back as I hopped on a stump only to jump off it from the other side, Mr.Wilk walking around it.

"Yes, it is." He says, but the way he said it sent shivers down my spine.

The conversation died down and we finally came up to the River where i had to skip on top of stones to get to the other side. It was quite enjoyful. I used to do it with Jack and Goldie. That and Snow, Cinder, Bell were here but they all fell in love with princes, boys that is, since they were gay, and lived happily ever after without coming to say hello every once in awhile to some old friends.

But I cant blame them, they're living the good life now, and they're happy, as long as they're happy I'm happy.

I sat in the grass since it was in the shade and here to Grandmothers was a open path, where the sun likes to glare down on me and make me bake into a strawberry cake.

"Are we going to cross?" Mr.Wilk asks as he stares at the clear water.

"Yes, but from the other side till Grandmothers is open path, and it gets quite hot. I can go on from here Mr.Wilk I'll be perfectly fine." I said as I stretched my arms in the air. That and I was going to take off my hood on the path, so I wanted him to leave, also my grandmother likes her privacy, its why I always had come alone unless she asked me to bring a friend or two so she could meet them, shes met Snow and Jack, but that was all.

"You can call me John, Red. Also I'd still like to see whats under that hood." John said.

"Well, we've become somewhat friends so why not?" I said out loud to get myself to actually do it, cause if I don't, I'm sure I'll die in the heat over on the other side.

I went to the edge and stepped onto the first stone, the next stone a few more feet away but easily able to be jumped on from where I was at. I jumped and landed on it, then continued with the somewhat small pattern. Now the last stone was quite difficult, it was a bit farther away and some what slipperier then the other stones.

John was behind me looking lazy and relaxed, odd but it seemed like a John thing to do.

I finally jumped to the other but I started to wobble and fall backward but John was there somehow and caught me and he walked onto the other side of the river bank with ease.

"That is the second time you've somewhat saved me." I said with a sigh as I started un-tieing my string, and unclasping the metal clasp that held the hood together.

"No problem, what kind of person would I be if I couldn't help someone out?" he asked as he smirked.

I shrugged and pulled off my hood and sighed in relief since I was already cooking under it for the few minutes and in the direct path of the sun.

I put the cloak that I folded on top of the red picnic blanket so I wouldn't lose the hood, underneath the hood I had short shorts on with long socks and red boots, and I had a short sleeved red t shirt on that had the words "Forever Red" it was a band but I liked it cause it felt good for me to wear around and show off that I'd forever be me, Red.

I turned around and came face first to a chest that looked very muscly.

I stepped back to look up and into John's eyes. That seemed to have gotten bigger somehow yet I still hadn't asked. He was looking at me weird, I sorta liked it but mostly it creeped me out.

"What is it? Is there something on my face?" I ask as I rub my face to see if breakfast had left itself to stay.

"Oh um nothing, just....Are you sure your not a girl?" he asked looking at my face.

My green orbs glared at him. "I'm quite sure, I have the genitals to prove it." I said and turned and started walking once again.

He just laughed and ran up to me, or well took a couple steps to get to me since he was large and has long legs.

I grumbled to myself about how I was a boy and cursed the gods for doing this to me.

So as I did that I didn't see John planning something in his head as he walked and I knew I would forever hate it.