Chapter Twenty Two

A/N: lmao guess who's back

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Despite going to sleep at a reasonably early time, I slept in and then woke up the next day still tired.

What the heck.

After waking up, I laid in bed for a few minutes before groaning and standing up. I dragged myself downstairs and immediately walked to the food pantry.

I was disgusted to see that my favourite cereal wasn't there. I usually didn't eat breakfast, but on the weekends I had cereal.

And it wasn't there.

I closed it with a small slam and decided that I needed my cereal. I walked back upstairs, threw on some track suit pants and a jumper, and I grabbed my house keys and phone.

I locked the door behind me before proceeding to walk to the nearest general store, which was only a block or two away. I was in a daze as I walked down the street and into the cool store filled with food.

I scanned the aisles until I found the cereal section. Thanking whatever god was up there, I found my absolute favourite cereal and stared at it with as much love as I could muster.

I started walking to the counter, my eyes still on the cereal box, when I crashed into a hard rock wall.

Which, of course, meant I crashed into a hot guy with a hard rock wall of abs. What else would I mean? A real wall? Nah.

I looked up and immediately recognised the face.

"Well, isn't this a cliche coincidence?" I concluded out loud, looking up at Xavier who was also wearing track suit pants and a large black jumper. Funny.

He was also holding some cereal. While my cereal was filled with fruit, his was filled with nuts.

"You actually like that cereal?" he questioned, staring at the box in my hand as if he wanted to be as far away from it as possible.

I gasped and clutched the cereal to my chest. "How dare you," I accused him. "This happens to be the best cereal in the whole damn world."

He shook his head and smirked. "Nope, mines better."

"I will fight you on this until I die," I declared.

"Then we'll be fighting a long time," he said. "because I never back down."

We narrowed our eyes at each other before darting for the counter in a small competitive race, the bored woman at the counter staring at us with a plain look.

"Are you paying together?" she asked in an unenthusiastic voice.

"Hell no," I said.

"Forget it," Xavier said at the same time. We glared at each other challengingly.

We paid for our cereal and walked out, holding the boxes close to our hearts for protection. "This isn't over," he said.

"It will never be over until I've won," I replied, narrowing my eyes at him once again.

"Until next time, my worthy competitor," he said.

"And to you, my fellow challenger," I replied before we walked in the opposite directions with small smiles on our faces.

A/N: yes, I suck. Yes, I'm a shit author because I don't update. Yes, I'll apologise three billion times.

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