Change of Plans

Chapter 23

"Mmmm... This tastes like sunshine," Casey moaned, wiping her mouth after taking a bite of her bagel.

I laughed, glad to see that her sour mood from the previous night had lifted. "It's just a bagel."

"It's not just a bagel," she defended. "It's sunshine on a cloudy day."

"I thought that was ice-cream," I said, raising my brow. "My mistake. Carry on."

She swatted my arm and smiled good-naturedly at me. "I have so much to teach you."

I laughed and sipped my orange juice as Logan walked in. "Good morning," I greeted him.

He grunted and glanced at the box of cereal on the counter before heading to the other side. "Milk?" he asked, peering into the fridge.

I couldn't help the chuckle that slipped out. While he had no qualms about finishing the last of anything, he hated to be the first one to use it. That's why he was ignoring the unopened milk cartons in the fridge.

"Here," Casey said, shoving the box that she had at him to which he only nodded.

I smiled into my glass. I had recently discovered that Logan was not a morning person, despite his naturally bubbly personality. While it surprised me, a small part of me yelled called it!

He took the carton of milk from Casey and poured some into an empty bowl before adding his cereal. I raised my brow when he seated himself beside me with a heavy sigh and I glanced at Casey who only rolled her eyes.

"Morning guys," Aiden mumbled sleepily. He leaned against the door and covered his mouth as a yawn escaped.

"Morning," I smiled at him. He looked so adorable with his bedhead, I found myself swooning for a minute.

"Hey, handsome," Casey greeted him. "Hungry?"

"Starved," he replied, staring longingly at her bagel.

She laughed and got up to fix him a plate. She toasted two bagels while he positioned himself on my right.

I suppressed a sigh and focused instead on pouring another glass of juice.

"You're not eating?" he asked, frowning at the glass in my hand.

"I'm not big on breakfast," I explained.

He nodded and Casey deposited his breakfast on the table.

"Why didn't anyone wake me?" Caitlyn whined from the doorway.

Automatically, my gaze shifted to Casey. She shrugged and offered her a bagel.

"It's not poisoned is it?"

I chuckled, relieved that they were on speaking terms again. I hated playing referee and I wasn't about to take sides.

Carter joined us shortly after and I excused myself when Joanne and Brianna breezed in.

I took a shower and pulled my hair into a bun. I was decked out in my favorite pair of black jeans and my equally black Led Zeppelin t-shirt, with my headphones wound around my hand when I heard yelling coming from the kitchen.

I whizzed past Tori with a clipped greeting and came to a stop at the door. "What's going on?" I asked Brianna who was closest to me.

"I have no idea. Blake and Savannah strolled in together and the next thing I know, there's all this shouting."

I nodded and moved out of the way as Casey brushed past me with tears in her eyes.

I was so tired of all the drama with this group of people.