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His Not My Colour Chapter Nine

His not my colour

πŸ’ƒπŸΏπŸ’ƒπŸΏ His Not My Colour πŸ’ƒπŸΏπŸ’ƒπŸΏ
🏫A Nigerian Girl In An American School 🏫

✍️ Written by Wilfred Bright ✍️
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Chapter Nine
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Theme: Elo don’t
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😴Elo’s Pov πŸ˜‡

I turned around in my sleep, hugging the pillow really tight, my bed has never been more comfy, I could sleep in it for enternity, but wait I have to go to school, I can’t miss school but at the same time this bed is really soft, so…….. soft, hmm. I’m never waking up but then my stupid phone just has to chose that minute to ring, like, can’t the phone see I’m sleeping.

I groaned angrily and opened my eyes, where’s the ceiling fan, it use to be right there, what happened to it. I sit up immediately and looked around confused, this isn’t my room, this is not the room I share with rose, talking about rose where is she. Wait a minute, even my night gown is different, where I am.

The ringing of my phone, caught my attention again and I had to search around for it, I found the phone on top of the bedside drawer, *Rose* is displayed bodly on the screen.

“Finally you decided to pick up, where the hell are you.” Rose asks the minute I swiped the green button.

“Rose, I wish I can answer that but I can’t, I don’t know where I am.” I replied her still confused.

“Okay, how in God’s name will you not know where you’re. Huh.”

“I’m serious I don’t know, all I can remember is going to the popular guys classroom, threatened Jake to cook for…. oh my God, I think I’m in Jake’s house.” I exclaim.

“You think or you know.”

“Rose I’ll call you back.” I said and hung up.

I take a look at the night gown I’m wearing, I touched my chest and oh boy I’m not putting on bra, did that idiot called Jake, did anything to me, ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh where’s he. He is so dead.

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😳 Jake’s Pov 😡

I stood in front of the guest bedroom, contemplating if I should knock or just walk in but wait, why should I knock, this is my house and I can walk into any room I desire to walk in.

I made up my mind and walked into the guest bedroom without knocking, “YOU!!!!!!!!!.” Cute trouble growls, the minute I walked into the room, she’s currently sitting on the bed and the look she has on her face makes me want to run for my life.

“That’s not the good morning, I was expecting.” I said boredly, trying to appear not shaken in front of her.

“So you expect me to greet you after what you did huh, how is this for a good morning!.” She says throwing me a pillow, and then another one.

“What the fuck is wrong with you.” I yelled out, dodging one of the pillows.

“How dare you ask me that, after what you’ve done.” She utters accusingly, getting up from the bed.

“What did I do.” I asks confused.

“You, you, you, gosh, I can’t believe you’re pretending not to know what you did.”

“How can I pretend when I don’t even know what I did to you.”

“You’re freaking liar, I can’t believe you right now. You freaking changed my clothes and I can’t believe you are pretending not to know about it.”

“Wait a minute, you thought that I change your clothes, why would I even do that, my maids were the one who changed your clothes, not me.” I explained, why in God’s name would I change her cloth, does she want me to have a bad dream. Ugh.

“Ooh, I see.” She says awkardly.

“So….. what’s for breakfast.” She asks all of a sudden, is she being serious right now.

“There’s no breakfast.” I said casually.

“What do you mean by there’s no breakfast, what do you expect me to eat this morning, huh. I’m already hungry.” She utters frowning.

“Well I don’t know what you’re going to eat, and besides I don’t eat before going to school.”

“Oh my God, school, school. I totally forgot about school, I’m going to be late, I need to have my bath, this is all your fault.” She says hysterical, glaring at me, okay, what did I do.

“I don’t know how this is my fault but the bathroom is right there, I’ll go get your cloth from the laundry room for you.” I informed her and walked out of the room immediately. Geez.

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😑 Eva’s Pov 😑
“Eva, you need to see this, come quickly.” Emily yells rushing over to me in quick step, as I got down from my car.

“What’s wrong with you Emily, why the rush.” I asks her annoyed.

“You need to see this, there’s no time to waste, come let’s go.” My frown deepens as she leads me out of the school’s parking lot to the popular boys private parking lot and I couldn’t believe my eyes when I saw that crazy black nigerian girl with Jake, her friend rose came and they both walked out of the parking lot. What just happened. Did that girl came to school in Jake’s car.

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😝 Elo’s Pov 😝

“I can’t believe you slept in Jake’s house and rode with him to school, that’s so cool.” Rose exclaims.

“I really don’t know what’s cool about that.” I said boredly.

“You’ve got to be kid…”

“YOU! YOU! YOU!.” Eva growls, rushing towards me her face showing nothing but anger, she heads straight to me and actually slapped me, like she actually slapped me, me, Elo Oghenevo, she slapped me. Chai.

“Elo what are you doing.” Rose asks, staring at me shocked as I pulled off my shoes.

“Me, I’m just taking off my shoes, so that if I decide to kick her, my shoes won’t go and hit somebody else, I can’t kill this idiot and then kill another person together.” I said rolling up my sleeve, you see today, this idiot will die.

“Elo, don’t! Don’t!.” Rose warns and I only grinned at her, thinking of different ways to actually beat the bitch up.

“I can see you’ve finally gone crazy, oh I forgot you’re already demented.” Evan says.

“Ohh, today I’ll show you how demented I can be.” I said smirking.

TBC.