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His Not My Colour Chapter Sixteen

His Not My Colour

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His Not My Colour
🏫A crazy Nigerian Girl In An American school 🏫

✍️ Written by Wilfred Bright ✍️
Chapter Sixteen
Theme: Date(2)

πŸ™„ Jake’s Pov πŸ™ƒ

“Trouble, stop dragging me, I know how to walk.” I yelled as cute trouble wouldn’t stop dragging my hand, I don’t even know where she’s leading me too. So far this has been one hell of a date, I’m so exhausted.

“Here it is Jake, here it is, the ultimate cake, don’t you think it looks so beautiful.” Trouble cries out, pointing at the cake behind the show glass, so she made me run a marathon for a cake, like, who does that.

Uhm, trouble. My innerself replies.

“I don’t think a cake can be beautiful.”

“It’s an expression Idiot, and why can’t a cake be beautiful, look at the design on it, isn’t it beautiful. Anyway that’s by the way, I want you to buy me the cake.” She says and I looked at the cake, she wants me to buy and back at her.

“That cake is four step, you can’t finish that.”

“Oh geez, there’s something called fridge and hey you have that back at your house. Buy me the cake.” She orders.

“I won’t buy it, you’re ordering me around.” I huffed and folded my hands below my chest stubbornly.

“Seriously, okay fine. Jake Hunters plssssssssssssss buy me that beautiful gorgeous four step cake for me, plssssssssssssss.” She pleads, her hands clasped in front of her face and I smile, ” okay I’ll buy it for you.” I said.

“Yayyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyy.” She yells out happily like a child and I smile. She’s cute.


“Oh my freaking goodness, this is good, like soooooooooo gooddddddddd.” Trouble moans, eating more of the corndogs, it might interest you to know that this her freaking 10th stick.

“Jake this is so good, you should have some of it.” She says handing me a stick.

“No thanks, I don’t eat things from the street.” I said frowning, not taking the stick from her.

“Wait, are you trying to say you haven’t tasted this before.” She asks shocked.

“Yes, I’ve never tasted this before and I don’t want to.”

“Are you sure you’re an American, Jake, a true American should have had a taste of this, sweet deliciousness.”

“What has corndogs, got to do with my nationality.” I asks her frowning.

“She’s right dude, until now I haven’t seen an American who hasn’t had a taste of this.” The corndog seller says and I glare at him, what’s his business with what I and trouble is discussing. Idiot.

“You see, even the corndog seller agrees with me, so here have a taste.” Trouble says, stretching forth a corndog to me and I refused to take it.

“I don’t want it, trouble, so leave me alone.”

“You’re going to have a bite of this, it’s a must, so open up, I said open up your mouth, come on Jake open up, ahhh, open.” She says, trying to put the corndog in my mouth, but I refused to open my mouth and that’s final.

“Jake, how can you do this to me, don’t you love me anymore, you can’t even have a little bite of what I’m feeding you, tell me is there someone else, is there.” Trouble cries out, and I stare at her shock, what is she saying, can you believe tears are actually running down her cheeks.

“What the hell are you saying, trouble.” I utter.

“Your girlfriend is right dude, not eating that corndog, shows that you don’t love her anymore.” The idiot corndog seller says again, what the fuck us wrong with the man.

“Would you fucking shut up man, you’re corndog seller and it should remain like that, mind your goddamn business.” I yelled at the idiot.

“I can’t believe this, wow, your side chick must really have a strong hold on you, for you to be rude to the corndog seller, what has she done to you love, why are you treating me like this, where I’ve I gone wrong.” Trouble utters as more tears rolls down her cheeks, oh my God this girl has fucking gone mad, what the fuck, she’s a really good actress, now because of her passersby has stopped walking and instead they are now watching the drama, trouble is giving them for free.

“Trouble stop this drama, people are watching.”

“You think I’m acting a drama, you think I’m acting, how can you say such s thing to me.” She cries out the more and now everyone is sending me hateful looks. Oh boy.

“I can see this all about the corndog right, so fine, I’ll have a taste, so you can stop this insane drama.” I said, giving in to her tricks.

“Yayyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyy, here have it.” She says, hading me a corndog and this time I take it from her and then take a little bite from it, then chewed.

“So……, what do you think.” Trouble asks having a curious look on her face.

“Well, it actually taste good, I’ll have another stick.” I said and a big smile appears on trouble face.

“Hmm, this is really good trouble.” I utter, eating my 6th stick of corndog. I think I have a new favorite food, and i also think trouble is bewitching me into being a foodie like her.

“I know right, what did I tell you, this is so delicious.” She exclaims.


“Oh my God, no way, is this snow, am I actually seeing snow, they are so beautiful.” Trouble cries out, as snow falls down from the sky, she jumps around excitedly, trying to catch some of the snow.

“Trouble please don’t embarrass me, we are in the middle of the road and a lot of people are staring at you.” I yelled.

“Fuck whoever is watching me, I don’t give a damn, I can’t believe I’m actually seeing snow, and they are falling on me, oh my God, I need to call my family back at home and give them the news, this is freaking exciting.” She yells out excitedly, twirling under the evening sky, the moon shines on her making her look spectacular, and I had this weird feeling to just walk up to her and kiss her senseless, and that’s what I did, I walked up to her and take her by her hand and then bring her closer to me, her eyes widen as she stares at me in shock, her hands on my chest. “What… what.. are you doing, Jake, why are you staring at me like that and why are you holding me so close.”

“Cause I want to kiss you trouble, I know you might probably slap me after this but the feeling to kiss you, is so fucking strong that I don’t give a fuck.” I said hoarsely and without giving her a chance to understand what I just said, I claimed her lips.