Chapter 40...

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Megan's POV:

I don't know whether to be happy, excited, worried, nervous or Scared.

But I do know that I'm









H-U-N-G-R-E-Y!!!

I walk into the dorm kitchen with absolutely nothing on my mind except from food.

I open the fridge to come face to face with...







Absolutely nothing!!!

No food in the fridge!?

Am I in my worst nightmare?

I sudden pair of arms wrap around my waist and I instantly know it's not a nightmare.

I recognise that touch to much.

Not that it's a bad thing though.

"Hey!" He says and kisses my cheek and then rests his head on my shoulder.

"Hey, I need food!" I greet back.

If on queue, my belly rumbles.

Like a lot.

I flush bright red and can here Jack chuckle.

"You definitely need food!" Still chuckling, he says.

He turns around and leaves out of the kitchen.

He soon comes back with his suitcase.

Of course he's got a suitcase!

"Don't give me that look, this is a suitcase full of food for you!" He says, when he sees my face.

I look at him in awe!

He actually did?

He actually did.

He opened the suitcase and there it was.

All my gorgeous food.

I should of thanked Jack first but my stomach was going to beat me up from the inside if I didn't eat now.

No I don't starve myself, I just don't eat a lot.

I, literally, through my self into a seat and start eating an apple.

I know that shouldn't be the first thing I eat after a while but still.

Jack looked at me like I haven't eaten in years and was actually starving.

I was actually starv-

Wait! I'm ranting again.

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"The wheels on the bus go round and round, round and round, round and round..." I sang.

It calms me down okay.

We are on the bus to get to the competition.

It's not that far away from the school so it's wasn't that long of a bus journey.

When we stopped and got out and looked up.

All I could see was people.

And costumes.

And boxes of make up.

And props.

And loud cheering?

I was to deep in my own thoughts, that I didn't hear the chant off we were having.

My favourite thing about team competitions?

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