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His Not My Colour

πŸ’ƒπŸΏπŸ’ƒπŸΏ He’s Not My Colour πŸ’ƒπŸΏπŸ’ƒπŸΏ

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

✍️ Written by Wilfred Bright ✍️
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Chapter Twenty Four
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Theme: One last fun
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πŸ”Ή Elo’s Pov πŸ”Έ

“oh my God, Jake, i think I’m going to fall, ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh.” I yelled out, jake took me out to ice skating and I’ve been having a good time so far.

“You’re not going to fall, if I’m actually holding you, trouble. Stop being dramatic.” Jake says boredly.

“Did you just say I’m being dramatic, did you just call me a drama queen.” I said, hitting him on the chest and he rolls his eyes sighing.

“I didn’t call you a drama queen, I said you were being dramatic and you know it’s true.”

“Ugh, I can’t believe you right now, do you know what, stop holding me, if you think I’m being dramatic then I don’t want you, teaching me how to ice skate. Hmph.” I said, letting go of Jake’s hand, and that was a wrong decision, cause I came crashing down to the ground. Oh geez.

“Aren’t you going to help me up.” I ask Jake annoyed, seeing his just towering tight above me, having a huge grin on his face.

“Nope, I won’t help you up.” He says smiling.

“What do you mean by, you want help me up.” I asks, glaring at him.

“Exactly what it meant, babe.”

“Are you for real.” I asks, him shocked, I can’t believe Jake won’t help me up.

“Erm, let me think, oh yeah, I am for real. But I can help you, but you would have to agree that you’re actually a drama queen.” He says smirking and I glare at him, how dare him!.”

“No thanks, I’ll get up myself, I don’t need your fucking help.” I huffed and tried to get up but the stupid skating shoes made it really impossible, and so i fell flat on the floor again and my stupid boyfriend laughed at me.

“You’re so unbelievable, Jake. How dare you laugh at me, stop laughing.”

“I’m sorry babe, but I can’t, this is so hilarious, oh God.” He says, and burst into another round of laughter. Ughhhh!!!.

“Jake Hunters, help me get up.”

“Elo, cute trouble, I can’t do that, until you accept you’re a drama queen.” He says and oh God this snow is so freaking cold, ugh, I can’t believe I’m going to do what he his asking of me, well maybe before I go back to Nigeria, I should let him win in a challenge once. Okay, that’s just an excuse.

“Okay, fine, I’m a drama queen, now help me get up.” He smiled brightly and then stretched his hands out for me and I claimed it, and i got up on my feet with his help.

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“Trouble! Trouble! Trouble! Give me my corndogs, give them back to me.” Jake yells running after me but I didn’t stop, I kept on running in the park. I took his corndogs from the corndog seller when the man was about giving it to him.

“For God’s sake, Elo, give me my corndogs.” He yells, and I can tell his already getting tired.

“Nope, I will not give them to you, unless you say that I’m not, a drama queen.” I said, standing, cause his actually resting a little bit and so there’s no way he can take the corndogs from me.

“No!, I’ll not do that.” He replies me frowning and I grinned, “if you won’t say that, then I’ll just eat it all.” I know his going to give in to my demands, because this is the very last corndogs, we actually ate it all up.

“You won’t do that.” He growls, glaring at me, am I not so wonderful, i helped Jake in finding his best food which is corndogs.

“Dare me.” I replied him smirking.

“Ugh, you are not a drama queen. Can I have my corndogs back, now!.”

“Not with that tone of voice, you can’t.” I said frowning at him, and he sighs.

“Please can I have my corndogs.” He pleads, and I smile then gave him two sticks of corndogs, and ate the other two.

“That wasn’t the deal, trouble, you were supposed to return all my corndogs, not eat them.” Jake yells frowning and I smirked at him, “we never had a deal mister.”

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πŸ€ Jake’s Pov πŸ€

“Hmmhmm.” I moaned kissing trouble, our tongue rolling together, spittles missing, she groans in my mouth, her hands running along my hair, i separates from her and pulled off her gown, then carried her, to the bedroom.

“Wait, let’s bath.” Trouble says, and i groaned, i want to have her now, i don’t want to fucking wait.

“Come on Jake, I want to take extremely good care of you, let me do that love.” She whispers sexily in my ear, holding unto my dick. Her voice alone, made me stand up, and i offed my clothes quickly.

“Lay.” She whispers in my ear, and I lay down in the bathtub, anticipating what she has planned. She runs hands along my chest and my breathing increase, she climbs into the bathtub and then runs her hands along my chest, breathing feverishly, her touch alone, ignite flames of desires in me.

“I want you to let me take care of you, Jake. Do not interrupt me or try to touch me, okay.” She says, and I gulped down, then nod in agreement to her request.

I watched her bring her mouth closer to my chest, then sucked on both my nipples, her hands slides down my body and held my dick, she pumps on it slow at first and my breath hitched. “Oh jeez, this is damn good, trouble, fuck.” My words encouraged her and she moves her hands faster, up and down my my dick, her mouth doing wonders to my nipples.

Then she stops and takes the sponge and soap, rubbed the soap on the sponge then kept the soap back, she smirks at me and pulled off her bra, setting her boobs free and my mouth wanted nothing else but to suck on both of them, my hands itched to have a feel of both of them, I wish I didn’t agree to what she requested.

She takes the sponge and sponged herself, while I watch, she scrubbed her boobs, and I gulped down saliva as I watch her play with her boobs, squeezing her nipples, her hands slide down to her pussy and she insert a finger in it then another one and pumped it on and out of her, her face shows delight in what she did, “trouble, you’re torturing me.” I groaned. I want to be the one touching and squeezing her boobs, I want to be the one pumping my fingers out of her.

“Shhhhhhhhhh.” She says placing a finger on my lips, then slide down my body with her boobs, leaving trails of soap on my chest, she slides back up her boobs, pressing really hard on my body, oh goddddddddd.

She smirks at me knowing the feelings she’s arousing in me, I watched her as she brings her fingers out of her wet self and then licked on both her fingers sensually and I glare at her, I want to be the one licking off her juice off her hands, not her doing that. This is pure torture.

“How are you doing love.” She asks smirking.

“You know the answer to that.” I groaned, glaring at her.

“Let me guess, you want to have a feel of my boobs, you want to suck on it and squeeze it, you want to bury your face between my legs and lap off all my juice, you want to have your dick buried in me like this…” She says and lower herself on my dick, she takes in all of it, “oh my goddddddddd, your dick feels so good in me.” She moans out, not moving. Seriously.

Okay, I’m not taking this torture anymore, “Get up!.” I growled and she got up immediately. One thing I found about Elo, is when it comes to sex, she’s a little bit daring, she loves to dominate me on bed but at the same time has a submissive side.

I got up from the bathtub, and carried her up against the wall, then slammed my dick into her without wasting time. “Oh my God, Jake.” I smirked watching the look of pleasure in her face. I turned on the shower and let the water drizzle on our body.

I thrust into her repeatedly, drops of water falling down my face as our moans mixed, “don’t you ever, fucking leave me, trouble.” I whisper in her ears as I repeatedly slam my dick into her wet hole.

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😒 Elo’s Pov 😒

I opened my eyes gradually, and I smile as my eyes lands on Jake’s sleeping face, I take in a deep breath and untangled myself out of his hold, I sat on the bed and then checked the time, it’s 4:00pm, I still have time, Mrs Hunters said, my flight is 8:30.

I stood up from the bed and wore my clothes, then gathered my belongings, I took one look at Jake’s face and walked out of the room, this is it. I’m so sorry Jake but I have no choice.

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πŸ₯€ Rose Pov πŸ₯€

“What are you doing Elo, why are you packing your stuff.” I asks Elo, walking into the room.

“I’m leaving rose, I’m going back to Nigeria.” She says, and I laughed.

“Elo, you’re so funny, now tell me why are you packing your belongings.” I asks her again, and the look of seriousness she had on her face, was enough to make me believe, that, she isn’t joking.

“Why? Why? Why are you going back to Nigeria, the semester isn’t over.” I utter frantically.

“I’m sorry, but I can’t tell you why.” She says and kept on placing her things in her bag, I sighed and walked out of the room to call Jake, and then inform him of what his girlfriend is up to, once I was done with the call, I came back into the room and acted like I didn’t just snitch on my friend, I found out that, Elo didn’t even tell Jake she was traveling.

“Trouble, trouble.” Jake yells running into the room. Elo turns around and a look of shock appears on her face.

“What are you doing here. You’re not supposed to be here.” Elo says.

“Why? Because you don’t want me your boyfriend, to know that you’re leaving, Elo you’re traveling and you didn’t even care to inform me.” Jake utters angrily.

“You shouldn’t have come here Jake, now you leave me with no choice but to do this..”

“Do what?.” Jake asks her confused.

“It’s over between the both of us, Jake Hunters, I’m breaking up with you.” Oh my God, Elo did not just said that.

“What!!.” Jake and I yelled at the same time, staring at Elo in surprise.

“You heard what I said, I’m breaking up with you, Jake.” Shit.

TBC.

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The Virgin by Nuella Emerald

THE VIRGIN
[ She’s The Mafia’s Sweetheart ]

Written BY: Nuella Emerald

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~ISABELLA’s POV🏡🏡:

” WHAT!?” We all chorused in shock immediately dad announced the theft of our treasured heirloom, the Emerald Stone.

Dad then feebly walks to the couch engulfed in grief and sadness, he just lost his priced posession due to my carelessness, his sadness can never be overemphasized. He cowers to sit then lowers his body as he buries his head in his palms.

” But how were the assasins able to get past security without the code.” Karissa asks and I immediately hid my face away from my family’s eye as I bit my lower lip in nervousness and the fear of how I’m going to be severely chided after my family learns of my careless actions occupied my being.

How will I admit that I’m the main cause of the theft of our heirloom? Dad will never forgive me, in fact he may disown me once he learns of it. I got drunk and had fun at the ball then ended up carelessly misplacing my purse at the expense of our Emerald Stone which is worth billion of dollars. How could I be so stupid?

” Isabella? Is there something we need to know?” Mum asks with an akimbo stance and a suspicious demeanor. Everyone turned and fixed their gaze on me immediately after mum’s question.

A cloud of intense high strung nervousness enveloped me as I contemplated on how I’d tell my family I lost the list of security codes.

” I lost- I lost the. . .I lost my purse contaning the list of security codes at the ball.” I summoned courage to confess and there was a vivid look of surprise on everyone’s face, especially mum’s.

” How could you be so careless Bella?”

” I’m sorry mum, I was drunk and carried away. I can’t even remember where I had lost it.”

” I saw her frolicking around with some hot dude. He must’ve been the reason why she was so carried away.” Karissa adds with folded arms.

” Your carelessness cost us the family’s heirloom, our pride, our prized possession. I expected more discipline from you Isabella.” Mum chides vehemently and I wince as the tone of mum’s now heated and furious voice lands on my skin.

” I’m sorry.” I whimper.

” You sorrys won’t bring back the Emerald Stone Bella. You threw away the pride of this family because of youthful fun? You disappointed me Bella.” Dad snaps furiously as he swiftly rises up from the couch pointing and looking at me in a stern manner. He then looks down at me in disgust then walks upstairs in the fit of his rage.

” Please calm down dear.” Mum pacifies dad and trails after him.

After a while of dead silence, Karissa takes a glance at the corpses then cringes before she walks upstairs but not without giving me a bad glare. Caleb walks over to where I stood and throws his arm over my shoulder then brings me closer to himself.

” Don’t worry kiddo. Don’t beat yourself up, mistake happen. It’s not the end of the world, at least your family is safe.” Caleb consoles me in solace as he rubs my shoulders with the arm thrown over it. I force out a faint smile amidst my tears and I nod. I turn and hug him.

He disengages from the hug then pats me on the back before going upstairs as well. Left alone with the metallic stench of blood oozing out from the corpses, I trudge feebly to the couch and plump myself unto the couch then let my tears flow down freely.

All this wouldn’t have happened if dickhead Zane didn’t send me that spiteful text at the party, I wouldn’t have agreed to dance and get wild with Ryder had it been he didn’t send me that text. It’s all Zane’s fault.

” Blame everybody but yourself.” A popular sarcastic saying pops in my memory and I sigh. I shouldn’t blame Zane for my mistakes, it was entirely my fault.

Not only has my carelessness cost us the family’s heirloom but it also left to the death of four innocent girls. Sigh.

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I stood by the glass rail that barriered the front terrace of my house. I had a blue mug containing hot coffee in my hand with my attention fixed on the brunette mailman walking from house to house with his bag filled with mail cards delivering maiils and packagaes. I occasionally looked away from the mailman to take a sip from my mug of coffee, after which I resumed the activity of keenly watching the mailman do his job dilligently .
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The theft and assasination incident caused a deep scar on my mental health. Living at that mansion became hell for me, in fact my whole life became a total mess. I developed insomnia which was caused by the constant nightmares I had and they always involved those corpses; I can’t seem to get the image of those dead bodies out of my head.

I couldn’t be free around the house anymore because I always had the feeling that imminent danger was lurking around and someone may probably break into the house again and hurt me or worse. I became depressed because my heart was always heavied with the feeling of guilt as I continuously blamed myself for all that happened.

I spent two weeks at my family’s mansion after the incident. My family noticed my depression and had me see a therapist and a psychologist. I was told to leave the mansion and move away to a faraway neighborhood and engage in fun activities to get the trauma out of my system.

Well, it’s been three weeks since I moved out of my family’s mansion and so far so good, I’ve been gradually recovering from the mental trauma I was put into for two weeks. I moved into a two bedroom duplex in a serene new neighborhood in Manhattan and everything has been nice and smooth ever since.

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I see that mailman heading towards my house and I furrow my brows. I’m not expecting any package from anyone neither any mail. My friends can never send me mails when they can easily give me a phone call or send a text, this isn’t 1960 for Christ’s sake! Phones exist. So why on earth will the mailman be heading to my house?

My doorbell rings and I assume it’s the mailman. I take a sip out of my coffee then hurriedly leave the terrace and walked briskly to the door to answer to the doorbell.

I dropped the mug of coffee in my hand on the side table next to the couch then I twist the door knob and open the door revealing the mailman with a cheerful smile on his face.

” Hi. Good Morning.” The mailman greets.

” Hey.” I replied with a smile.

” There’s a package for you miss.” The mailman states then reaches for his big bag them brings out a rectangular shaped case wrapped in brown papper with a bow on top and a tag sticking out of it.

Who must’ve sent me a package?

I collected the package from the mailman and then he brought out a small book and pen from his bag.

” Sign here miss.” He says and I put the package underneath my left arm then sign in my signature at the designated spot with my right hand.

” Thanks.” I appreciate him as he puts the stationaries back into his bag then he smiles in reply.

” Have a good day miss.” He bades then turns to leave. I shut the door then remove the package from underneath my arm and walk to the couch and sit on it.

I read the tag and find out the package was from Zane, what the fudge? The tag read “XOXO, love from Zane.” with a kiss sticker beside it.

I roll my eyes then tear off the ribbon and part of the brown paper followed as well. I tear off the remaining part of the brown paper revealing a small white box. Curious of what might be inside, I open the box to see a golden necklace with a heart pendant attached to it, my name crested on the pendant in bold italic calligraph.

I pick up the necklace and examine it, it looks quite expensive and of good quality. I noticed a note inside the white box as well. I huff and set down the pendant necklace on the couch then pick up the note and read it.

” I’m so sorry for the harsh words I said to you via text Bella. I was drunk that day and I didn’t know when I typed down that hurtful message to you. I’m so sorry for cheating on you my love, I cut ties with Ava completely and I’m only for you dear. I’m sorry for forcing you to have sex with me babe, I’ll never ever force you to do anything against your will again. Please forgive me Bella. I also bought you a necklace to plead for your forgiveness. I know it may mean nothing to you because you have so many necklaces and this one may not matter but please accept the gift. I was also wondering we could have dinner tonight by 7pm. I’ll be waiting for you at Leslie’s Restaurant, please come.”

That was the content of the letter, so cheesy right? I smile and shake my head then toss the letter aside. I chuckle then pick up my mug of coffee and resume drinking.

People always tell me that Zane doesn’t deserve me. I’m the daughter of a filthy rich mob boss and my closet alone is worth millions of dollars and he’s, well he’s just a currently unemployed freelancer. We’re in two different worlds and its funny how a rich chick like me fell in love with you know, him. He’s seriously lucky to land a girl like me.

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I walk into my closet and select a sky blue dinner dress that was knee-lenghted, it bared my cleavages and had a frilly bottom. I walk out of the closet with the dress in my hand then carefully place it on the bed.

I then go to my mirror and apply light makeup then combed my silky long hair thoroughly. I wear my dress and a sky blue coloured pair of wedge. I pick up a black clutch to match. I was ready to go.

I decided to accept Zane’s invite and go have dinner with him. I agreed to it only to hear what else he has to say and if he convinces me or his words touch my heart, I may forgive him and give our relationship a second thought. But if I’m grossed out by whatever he says, I’m going to formally break up with him and end our relationship.

I take a final look at my reflection in the mirror and I smiled at how good I looked. With that, I strutted out of the house and walked to the garage. I then entered into my car and drove off heading to Leslie’s Restaurant.

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Twenty minutes into driving, the whether and climate suddenly changed and a strong whistling wind began to blow, I knew it was going to rain anytime soon. As I had guessed, rain regan to drizzle and it started becoming hard to see the road because of the rain dropplets trickling down the windscreen coupled with the fact that it was already nightfall. Suddenly a round of rumbling, cracking and crashing sounds of thunder echoed and a lightening strike preceeded.
The drizzles increased with great intensity and metamorphosed into a heavy downpour.

All of a sudden my car stopped, right in the middle on the road. I repeatedly tried to start the ignition but the car didn’t kick-start Fuck, it must’ve developed a serious fault. But why does it have to fail me now, now that’s in night time and in the middle of the damn road.

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I’ve been seated in my stalled, disabled car for almost half an hour now and I’m literally hopeless. I tried calling my personal mechanic but there’s no signal because of the heavy downpour that’s still falling up till now.

I groan and hit my head on the stirring wheel. It’s night and it’s dangerous to be outdoors during a thunderstorm like this. Cars weren’t even plying the road anymore probably because of the rain.

I noticed a black motorcycle easing up behind me and I felt a feeling of fear for a split second but then it eased up to a feeling of relief, maybe this person can help me.

A tall and husky figure alighted the motorcycle and walked to my car. The feeling of fear crept it’s way back into my heart as I began to wonder why a man would alight from a motorcycle and start walking up to my car.

I flinched as I was jolted into reality by the sound of a knock on my window glass. It must be the motorcycle rider.
I swallowed nothing and wined down the glass to a little length, just to be able to talk to him. I didn’t go all the way down because I still had an opinion that he could be dangerous. I couldn’t even see his eyes, just his forehead and nothing else.

” Hi.” I yell loudly so he could hear me amidst the heavy rain.

” Is your car faulty?” He questions in a loud tone as well. Fuck yeah, why else would I be parked in the middle of the road at night?

” Yeah.”

” Can I help fix it.” He asks.

Okay, now this is getting weird. Why on earth will a stranger stop in the middle of the road and under the rain to help a girl he has never met before? Who knows, he may be one of our family’s enemies? This is probably the reason why mum and dad don’t let me go out at night, but I never listen to them.

What if this strange man was sent to kill me? What if he puts a bomb in my car and I die?

But on the other hand, I need to get out of here because it’s not safe so I’ll take the risk. If I decline his offer, I may be electrocuted to death by a thunder or lightening strike and on the other hanr, if I accept his offer, there’s a probability he has a bomb or a knife with the intentions to kill me. So as it stands, it’s either I die or I die. I love to gamble, so I’d take the 50:50chance of accepting this man’s offer.

” Yeah. I’ll be so glad if you can help me.” I yell and with the little movement the part of his head I could see made, I think he nodded in affirm

” Open the bonnet.” He tells me and I press the respective button and the bonnet opened.

He stayed there for a while, touching and fixing things or doing whatever people do to fix faulty cars and I just sat on the driver’s seat and watched, although I couldn’t see anything because the opened bonnet was obstructing me. I did silently pray he wasn’t a hired killer.

This man must be a very selfess person for him to stop his journey and help fix my car under the rain, cold whether and thunder strikes. So we still have good humans on this earth? Well, after some minutes, he shut the bonnet and walked to my window glass.

” Start the car.”

I turn my key and start the ignition and the car starts. I turn the ignition off the turn it on again just to confirm and it worked. What magic did this guy perform?

I wined down the glass so I could see his face and thank him for what he had done. The cat got my tongue immediately I beheld his amazing facial features. His deep blue sparkly eyes were one of a kind and his eyes match his brown side swept hair. His pink lips…damn; he was a handsome hunk. If I was able to see all these features amidst the rain, imagine how handsome he’d be in broad daylight. He was wearing a black leather jacket with a white T shirt underneath.

” T-thanks for fixing my car.” I manage to say after I found my voice. The truth is that I was mesmerized by his overwhelming features.

” Welcome.” He says and I wanted to thank him more by giving him some money. I turned and opened my glove conpartment then picked up my chequebook from it and closed it back.

” Let me thank you more by giving you this cheq-” I was stunned to see that the man wasn’t by my window anymore. I peered my head outside the window and saw that the man had gone.

Fuck, he’s gone. Just like that. I look through my windscreen and see him on his motorcycle riding away.

Who’s that man and why did he suddenly stop to help?
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πšƒ 𝙱 π™²πŸ‚ πŸ‚
𝑡𝒖𝒆𝒍𝒍𝒂 π‘¬π’Žπ’†π’“π’‚π’π’…Β©
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Guys I’m so sorry for a late chapter, I was a bit busy and I developed a headache.

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Should Bella just return home now that her car is fixed or hear what Zane has to say?
Who do you think the strange man is?
Do you think he’s a dangerous person? I mean how will someone just stop to help another person you don’t know?

Please drop your thoughts.
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The stares were so low in the last chapter so please can we do better?

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Taming Mr hottie
She’s the tamer, he’s the tamee

Written by Wilfred Bright ✍️
🌼🌼🌼🌼🌼
Chapter Two
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Theme: invisible
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😱 Ashton 😱

I licked my lips as I watched the sexy goddess walk towards us, I want her, I want her on my bed, screaming my name out my name loudly, I want to hear her moan my name.

“I see, Ashton Reed has found he’s next play thing, she’s a hot one.” Justin whistles and I chuckled, i use my hand to make my hair a little messy, and waited for the girl to come closer to where I was.

“Can’t I have this one Ashton, she’s one hell of a sexy goddess.” Andrew says, breathing out heavily.

“Nope, she’s mine.” I said in a gruffy voice, and then watch in shock as the girl, just walked right past me, not even sparing me a glance, what the hell, am I invisible.

“What just happened.” Andrew asked clearly also shocked, this is the first time in my whole life, a girl walked right past me and didn’t even at least smile at me, what the hell.

🌹Tamara🌹

I strode right past Ashton Reed, like he was a nobody, like he was invisible, I could feel his eyes on me as I passed by, I know he’s more than shocked, I’m the first girl to ever passed right Mr hottie, without even smiling at him. I’m a record breaker, I know.

Step 2: Make him feel invisible.

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Yayyyy, it’s break time, finally I can put my second plan in to work, I’m so excited.

I catwalked into the cafeteria, all eyes on me, thats what happens when you come to the cafeteria really late. The cafeteria sitting is devided into three.

The invisibles: Those are the nerds, the noobs, the unpopular ones, they have a special place reserved for them at the far back end of the cafeteria, let me tell you a little secret, that place is never cleaned by the cleaners, and up until now, I usually sit right over there but of course I won’t be sitting down there today.

The not so popular: those are the average kids, they are not so rich, but at least live a comfortable life, they sit at the ground floor, which is the cafeteria it’s self.

The popular kids: The popular kids are; Ashton, Andrew, Justin and then any girl Ashton or his friend are banging, they get lucky to sit in the popular table, which is right above the cafeteria, I don’t mean above, like it’s in the roof of the cafeteria, nope, I mean, another floor was built all because of the popular kids, Ashton could see the whole cafeteria and also any new beautiful girl that walks into the cafeteria, right from his popular table and guess what, that’s where I want to sit.

I went ahead to get a burger and a coke, then i looked around the cafeteria with my tray on my hand, there’s no empty seat, perfect. I grinned happily, and I strolled to the popular kids table, I could feel their eyes on me as I climb the stairs.

“Is this sit taking.” I asks Ashton, keeping a straight face. Once I smile at him, he will think, I’m interested in him, which am not, I’m interested in making him feel pains.

“Yes!.” “No!.” Both Ashton and Sophie yells at the same time, and Ashton glares at her.

“Is it a no or a yes, I’m kinda confused.” I said boredly.

“No, the chair it’s not taking.” Ashton says and I gracefully sits down on the seat. Oh poor Sophie, why won’t you just understand, that he does not need your pussy anymore, you’re and old story now, well she won’t be the first to hang around him even after a breakup, but you see what Ashton has vomited, he never goes back to it again.

I paid more attention to my burger and Coke and behaved like I didn’t know, all their eyes are on me. Ugh, to be sincere I hate the attention, I love been unnoticeable, but for my friend I’m going to endure it all.

“Hi, I’m Ashton.” I raised my head up and looked at Ashton in the eye, then went back to eating my food, totally ignoring him.

I could feel the mood on the popular table change, they were all shocked at what I did, I know right, I’m the first girl to ever ignore freaking Ashton Reed.

πŸ™ƒ Ashton πŸ˜•

My eyes falls on the new girl as she catwalks into the cafeteria, she’s so freaking hot, my eyes remained on her as she went ahead to get, a bottle of Coke and a hamburger, then she stands in the middle of the cafeteria, looking around, probably looking for a seat. Hmm, should I call her to come sit here, nah, I shouldn’t, she will sort out herself.

She stands for a little while before she starts heading towards the popular table, where I’m currently sitting. There’s no way she’s coming here right, everyone in this school knows, the popular table is for only the popular kids and those I allow to seat here, people like Sophie, though I’ll be getting her ass out of here very soon.

“Is this sit taking.” She asks and her voice, her voice, I could only imagine what it would be like if she’s right under me moaning my name, out of her sexy damn mouth.

“No!.” “Yes!.” Sophie and I yelled out, at the same time and I glared at her, how dare she say yes.

“Is it a no or a yes.” The new girl asks boredly.

“No, the chair it’s not taking.” I said smiling at her, and she takes her seat and direct all her attention to her burger and Coke, what the hell, hello there’s a hot guy sitting next to you.

“Hi, I’m Ashton.” I said, giving her my signature smile, she raised her head up, stared straight at me in my eyes, then went back to eating her burger. Did she just ignore me?

“I said hi, and I was thinking you’ll also introduce yourself and say hi.” She raised her head, take a good look at me, then yawned loudly before picking up her tray, and then walked away.

“Woohoo, it looks like the ladies man, have got some troubles with the ladies.” Justin whistles, fist bumping Andrew and I glared at him.

“She’s just playing hard to get, I will get her, just watch and see. That new girl, very soon, I’ll have her under me, moaning out my name.”

“I bet my car, you’ll never get her or actually get to hear her moan.” Austin says smirking, hitting his car keys on the table, and I grinned, now things just got more interesting.😏

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In The Dark

IN THE DARK
{ Being Lonely and Dumb }

BY EDOKPAYI SCHOLASTIC 🌹

β˜€οΈ CHAPTER 2 β˜€οΈ

πŸŽ—οΈ Introduction πŸ₯

🍭 EVA 🍭

My name is Eva Connor and I’m fifteen years old.

My parents and I lived in a quiet resident in New York.

My parents were super and filthy rich.

They were nice too and every parents a child would wish for.

I attend one of the best and prestigious school in New York.

I lacked nothing.
I was pampered a lot by my parents.

To them, I was their precious little darling.

I was their precious gem.

I was given everything I asked for and never for once did I wish to be in other kids shoes.

I was the envy of all.

I’m pretty, smart, intelligent and my parents are super wealthy.

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My parents and I loved each other so much. We were so happy and united together.

Dad came home one Saturday and was very elated.

He said he won a contract worth of 30 billion dollars.

That’s a huge sum of money!

My parents were very happy, I wasn’t left out either, I was happy.

That day, we celebrated dad’s success.

We ate, drank and made merriment.

But two days later, dad came home in fright.

He didn’t even come with his car.

Later at night, I eavesdropped on my parents conversation.

Someone was after dad’s life.

What?!

He had escaped death that afternoon.

I knew it was because of the huge amount of money he got.

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It became serious as dad came home one evening bleeding.

He was shot on his arm and immediately he got inside the house, he slumped.

Then, my parents decided that, we were gonna move out from our house and out of the country.

They were scared!

But the day we were supposed to live, my parents were murdered in cold blood in the middle of the night.

I watched the scene!

I saw it all!

But I was scared!

My parents had warned me never to come out because of fear of being killed.

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It became clear to me that the person who has been after dad’s life was his best friend and co~business man.

But he’s best friend was envious of him and killed him and my pregnant mother.

I ran to the basement and hid there.

I called the police and paramedics but Rex left before they came.

It pained my greatly!

My parents were murdered and I witnessed the scene.

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It was too hard for me to bear!

The sight was painful!

I vowed that no matter what, no matter how long it will take me, but one thing is for sure.

I’m gonna revenge on the death of my parents.

But I know if I should speak out now, I was gonna get killed.

And then, I thought of something to keep me safe.

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My name is Eva Connor.

I’m in the dark!

I’m lonely!

I grieve over the death of my parents!

Being in the dark basement is where I feel safe!

I’m afraid to talk now but I will later!

The best option for me right now is to be dumb!

My name is Eva Connor and I’m all alone in this world.

I’m in the dark!

I’m lonely!

I’m dumb!

I seek vengeance and I’ll definitely get it!

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πŸ˜”πŸ˜”πŸ˜”.

©️ Scholastic Treasure ✍️.

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