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It was six in the morning when Devore woke up the next morning and she was the first one awake, which never happened. Her bed was right next to the window and she stared at the brilliant orange sky. The sun seeped over the mountains, casting a vibrant shadow over the still water. The birds flew by her window, singing their song.
"Am I crazy or is Devore Taylor actually awake before anyone else?" Morgan made herself known.
Devore sat up and rubbed her eyes. "I guess I am."
She sat up from her bed and cracked her knuckles. "I should start getting ready too." Morgan started to get out of bed and then paused. "Nah, I'll wait a little longer." She laid back down.
Devore laughed and fully got out of bed. She grabbed her clothes, passed by a sleeping Piper, and she went to the bathroom to shower. She stood under the hot water and let it roll down her skin, the feeling almost making her tired again.
When she was completely done, Devore stepped out of the shower and wiped the steam off the mirror. She examined herself, noticing the little things about her. She was getting older. Her body was changing. Her skin was changing. Little dots aligned her forehead and she traced them with her finger. She traced her arms and then her collar bones. Devore dropped the towel around her body and placed her hands on her waist, then hips, feeling the dips.
She was fifteen-years-old. Troubling times, her mother always told her when she described her teenage years. But Devore tried focusing on the things she did like seeing. Her hair was dark and long, which she got from her mother, and stopping just below her breasts. Her eyes were dark brown and her lips were thin and light pink. She liked her smile. A lot of people did.
But then she glanced at her body again, seeing the changes, and she felt different.
There was a knock at the door. "Devore, are you okay?" It was Morgan.
"Y-Yeah. I'll be right out." Devore quickly said back and grabbed her clothes. She put on one layer after the other until she was covered, and that was left was her face. "C'mon, Dev. It's your first day. Get it together."
When Fred saw Devore enter the Great Hall, his bright mood became more bright. "Good morning, gorgeous." He greeted her when she came and sat down beside him.
Her hand brushed his neck and she sat down. "Good morning." She said back with a tired smile.
He kissed the side of her. Fred watched her lean her cheek against her hand. "Is everything okay?"
"Yeah. Yeah, I'm okay. Just feeling a little off this morning."
Fred pursed his lips. He pushed her hair behind her ear. "Well, you look beautiful today." He told her.
