Chapter 3

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Chapter 3~{Why are we enemies}
After I got out from taking a shower I saw Zoe laying on my bed.
"Nope. Off," I told her shoving her off my bed.
She fell to the floor, "Ow! But then where am I supposed to sleep?"
"The couch, the floor, idc,"
".....ugh," She stood up, "Can I at least have a blanket and a pillow?"
I rolled my eyes and went into my closet. I came back out with a pillow and blanket and threw it at Zoe, "Anything else, 'your highness'?"
"No" She walked out and started to head into the living room.
I hesitated, "You should probably stay in here with me...just in case he finds us and sees you. Unless you don't care about being caught then just stay out there"
She turned around and walked back in, "Ok..."
I sighed and got into bed. I saw Zoe lay down on the ground and try to get comfy. I laughed to myself and soon fell asleep.
In the morning~
I woke up at about 6:30 am. I got up but I didn't see Zoe. I assumed she was probably in the bathroom or out front watching TV. I quickly got changed and went into the kitchen to make breakfast. As I walked into the kitchen I saw Zoe making something.
"What are you doing?" I asked.
"I thought I'd make breakfast to thank you for letting me stay,"
"It better not have poison in it," I mumbled.
She ignored what I said, "Do you like your eggs scrambled or fried?"
"I don't care"
"Ok......uh sausage or bacon?"
"Bacon"
"Ok..."
I walked out and sat at the island table on the side of the kitchen and watched her make the food. About 15 minutes later she served some for me. I saw her watch me as I took a bite. I was amazed, since when could she cook? I tried not to show how good it was.
"Meh, it's decent," I said blandly.
"Oh ok.." She looked kinda sad.
I finished eating and got my stuff, "Did you eat?"
"I don't eat breakfast..."
I sighed, "Ok. Come on let's go," I opened the door and walked out and didn't care if she was behind me I just continued walking. I was still really confused though about her personality change while she was over. She didn't seem to hate me that much but then that still made me wonder why we always went head to head.

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