A Clash

DEVON'S POV

I let out a deep groan, rolling over in bed as the harsh rays of the morning sun filtered through the gap in my curtains, stinging my eyes. I have a pulsating ache in my head, an obvious result of last night's drinking. I was still too tired to get out of bed, but my hunger was getting too much to control as my stomach continued to rumble. 

I forced myself up, dragging myself down the hall, and headed to the dining room for breakfast. Sure enough, breakfast was set and waiting. From the looks of it, Ryan and Dona hadn't had their breakfast either, which was expected. What reason would they have to wake up early when school was out of session?

I settled into my seat, filling my plate with bacon and eggs from the huge pile set for us all and filling up my mug with orange juice. Without wasting any more time, I dug in. savoring the simple yet delicious meal. Suddenly, an excited shriek echoed through the hallway.