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His Not My Colour Chapter Eleven

His not my colour

💃🏿💃🏿 He’s Not My Colour 💃🏿💃🏿
🏫A crazy Nigerian Girl In An American school 🏫

✍️ Written by Wilfred Bright ✍️
Chapter Eleven
Theme: Bescause I…….

🌹Rose Pov🌹

I stood in front of the popular boys class, and contemplated, if I should go in or not. Ugh. Jake is the only one I know right now that can get Elo out of that hell hole, so I have to do this, I really don’t know what’s the relationship between Jake and Elo, but I feel his going to help me. I hope I’m right.

I took in a very deep breath and walked into the popular boys class, and my eyes immediately lands on Carl, I had to divert my eyes away from his gorgeous face or i might end up forgetting why I’m actually here.

“Are you going to speak or will you just stand there like a dummy.” Jake’s voice breaks me from my train of thought, I twist my hands together wondering how I was going to start my speech, with the three popular guys in the university staring at me.

“Uhm, I… I… Need your help.” I stammered nervously and Jake only stares at me intently. Oh geez.

“It’s Elo, she needs your help actually.” I clarified, I know Elo didn’t send me to him and I also know she will never asks for his help, but right now his the only one that can actually get her out of that hell hole.

“Who is hello.” He asks, oh boy, he doesn’t even know her name, how can he not know the person he was pranking.

“The Nigerian Girl you pranked before, you know,, the one you poured chocolate batter on. She slept in your house, she..”

“Wait, crazy slept in your house, and I didn’t know.” Gage exclaims.

“Ugh, why would you need to know that, and you why does she need my help, and why would she even think I’ll help her.”

“Well, she beat up your fiancee Eva and now she’s locked up in prison.” I explained and they all stared at me shocked.

“Wow, that girl is really crazy, I can’t believe she beat up Eva, that’s really WOW.” Gage exclaims.

“Well, it’s not that surprising to me, you know for the first time I can actually say cute trouble did the right thing.” Jake says and we all stare at Jake in shock, did he just call Elo, cute trouble.

“Did you just call her cute trouble.” Carl asked what’s in my mind.

“Yeah, she’s cute and also a lot of trouble, so cute trouble. Erm you, what’s your name.”

“Rose winters.”

“Okay Rose, let’s go bring out that demented witch out of prison.” Jake’s says standing up and a big smile appears on my face.

“Wait, you’re going to release her.” Gage asks shocked.

” Yes of course, she beat up the one person I hate, why shouldn’t I release her.” Jake asks boredly.


😒 Elo’s Pov 😒

I sat in the cell and watched other inmate eat and I wonder if I’ll ever get released or if I’m going to die of hunger first, I can practically see myself between life and death and as if the person dishing out food know this piece of information, she came back and gave me food. I was about eating my very first spoon when a police officer came and told me, that I’m free to go, seriously, why can’t he give me that piece of news when I’m done eating. Ugh.

I sighed unhappily as one of the inmate quickly took my food and I swear if not for the police man there ehn, I would have given the idiot a big knock on her head. Idiot.

I was led out of the cell and then out of the station entirely and guess who I saw leaning casually on a car, right outside the station, it’s no other person but Jake alongside Rose.

“Are you the one that got me out of prison.” I asks him.

“Yeah and now you owe me.” He says smirking.

“OWE YOU, I OWE YOU NOTHING, YOU IDIOT!!.” I yelled at him angrily.

“I just got you released from prison.” He state having a confuse look on his face.

“Yeah and that’s the problem, have been in that cell since yesterday and they didn’t give me food not even water, and now they finally decided to help me with some food but you just had to come bail me, like, why couldn’t you chose a better time to get me out of jail, huh. Why? Why? Why? Why? Why? Why? Why?.” I ask him repeatedly, hitting him on his chest.

“Elo, what the hell is wrong with you, stop hitting him, you should be grateful he got you out of prison, not beating him up.” Rose exclaims, dragging me away from Jake.

“What’s there to be grateful, if he got me out of cell at the wrong time. Now listen to me Jake Hunters, you’re taking me out to eat, right now!!.” I said and without waiting for his reply, I got in his car and sit down.


🤨 Jake’s Pov 🤨

“Rose are you sure you don’t want to eat.” Elo asks Rose, once she was done eating her second plate of food.

“No, I’m okay.” Rose replies her.

“Are you sure, Jake is going to pay, he has the money, erm waiter.” Is she seriously calling the waiter again.

“Yes ma’am.”

“I have another plate of rice, do you guys have orange juice.”

“Yes ma’am.”

“Okay then I’ll have orange juice also, oh God I’m so hungry.” I spurt out the water in my mouth, as I heard *hungry* how can she still be hungry, after eating two plate of rice, oh geez, and the most annoying part, is that she doesn’t get fat.

“Do you have anything to say, Jake Hunters.” She asks glaring at me and I sighed, I should have let her in prison.


☺️ Elo’s Pov ☺️

I sighed turning in my sleep, I can’t sleep, I need to ask Jake some questions, or actually just one important question, yeah I’m in Jake’s house, rose and I are sleeping over.

I stood up from the bed quietly, not wanting to wake Rose up, then I left the room and head for Jake’s room. Once I got there, I knocked on his door, and I heard him say “coming.”

I opened the door and walked inside, Jake is currently sitting on the bed, “It’s you, what do you want.”

“Erm, I want to ask you a question.” I said a little bit nervous.

“I feel if i should say, you shouldn’t ask, you’ll still ask anyway, so ask.” He says sighing.

“Well, I just wanted to know why you got me out of prison, since it’s your fiancee that got me in there in the first place and considering what I did to her, it’s surprising you would help me.”

“First of all, Eva is not my fiancee and secondly, do you really want to know why I got you out of prison.” He questions, standing up from the bed, walking over to me.

“Yeah, I want to know.” I answer, watching his every move.

“Fine then, I’ll tell you.” He says smirking, walking over to me, having this unreadable look on his face, he got to where I’m standing and looked me straight in the eyes and say, “I got you out of prison because I…….”