Usa X Canada Novels & Stories

I am about to step out of the house when I receive a call from one of my loved ones. “As salamu alaykum” My elder brother, Usman says once I answer his call. Usman is 6’1 feet’s tall, has a solid build, with dark brown eyes, has a tan skin tone that he gets from my dad while I got my dark skin tone from my mom. My brother is a very handsome man. “Wa alaykumu salam.” “How are you doing sis,” Usman says smiling “Am doing great, and you.” “I am also doing great. I wanted to inform you I will be coming to California next week. I hope you will have time to spare for your brother.”

Cassi added motioning to Jason and I and I smiled doing as told. "What did he want?" I asked pulling out of the parking spot referring to the coach. "They need new equipment," Cassi replied "They treat us like we're cash cows," Jason mumbled "But you are cash cows," Trinity reasoned making us laugh. "Well take care of it when we get to the mall today," I told him driving out of the parking lot. . . . . . . . .

Good! "Okay, so because the Pack is so large. We have split it up into 5 sections. Canada, of course, is our territory that's over on the Canadian side of the border. The North, which we're in right now. Is the northern U.S. Includes, Wisconsin, Illinois, Minnesota, Iowa, Missouri, and Kansas. The South or southern U.S. Includes, Oklahoma, Texas, and New Mexico. The Caribbean, which is Mexico and several Caribbean territories. And South America, which includes some of Brazil. So, because there are many areas to cover. One couple would be utterly overwhelmed by themselves." She sighs. "Yeah, I bet they would be devastated. Having only one couple to govern that much land. Goodness gracious."

“So how’re things in the great white north? You get snow yet?” “It’s barely September, moron. We have summer and fall here.” I switched between weapons, searching for a drop to claim. “I mean, they only last a few months before the snow, but still. Canada has four seasons too.” “Yeah. Winter, pre-winter, post-winter, and summer.” “Accurate.” He laughed. “But pre-winter is basically hurricane season here.” “I can’t believe you live in a place where hurricanes are a thing.” “The East Coast of the US deals with them too.”

She saluted, and we both laughed. I walked back to the desk and picked up one of Benjamin’s files, flipping it open without interest. “Now,” I continued, my tone shifting. “Tell me everything that’s been happening online in the world of hockey.” Shula’s expression changed instantly. The softness disappeared, replaced with focus. That was why I chose her. “It’s bad,” she said bluntly. “Very bad for Canada. But neutral for the United States.” I raised a brow slightly. “Neutral for the United States? Canada and the USA are rivals, when things are bad for them, aren't things supposed to be great for us?”

The way I see it, if you want the rainbow, you gotta put up with the rain. ~Dolly Parton Absolutely no words could explain the joy I felt when the Uber drove out of my grandparent’s yard. The weekend felt like eternity in hell, especially with all the demeaning comments they made about me and how my father was always a topic of discussion during every meal. “I’ll call you when we land.” My mother spoke into the phone. She had been talking on phone since we got into the Uber, by the attitude she was showing towards me I could tell she was angry at me.

“What do you mean, why?" "You know, contract marriage maybe? I just can't wrap my head around breaking up with my girlfriend of three years after our engagement, then get married to someone else. It must be for like citizenship or something." "Wh- I might look Hispanic. But that's because my mom, who was born and raised here in the US, had Colombian parents. I, myself, am from New York, but moved here with my parents after they started their own business." Nick seemed to think about what to say. "I just find it strange that I can't remember my own, supposedly wife."

I asked with a proud smirk, “Hmmmm” “Damn I must be so popular” “Stop bragging” She laughed, “So tell me which state and city in America do you live in?” “My grandma and I live in Florida in the city of Miami” “Wow, I've always wanted to come to Miami” “What about you, which state do you live in America” “Well, we live in Texas, I'm from Houston” “Wow you're from America?” “Hmmm, are you not?” “No, I'm a Canadian”

At this moment, Carl approached with Elijah and Colten. Colten had just reached the doorway when he overheard Gamal's words. He immediately spoke up: "You don't know America at all! Your mind has already been tainted by Canada. When I was in Southeast Asia, the most legendary stories I heard were about America. America never responds directly to the slander on the world forums, because they don't see the need. If you want a voice, you must be strong yourself. The Canada you speak of was also the number one power a long time ago, but back then, America was just stabilizing, and they dared to confront Canada head-on, eventually driving Canada's troops into a rout!" "Impossible!" Gamal shouted

Bhabhi asked him. “No! To pack Nisha’s. We are taking her with us, and she will continue her studies there.” He replied, and I looked at him with wide eyes. “I don’t have a visa.” I pointed out. “I already applied one for you yesterday. Until you get one, we will stay in some other state and then go to London.” Bhai said in a completely serious tone. “Bhai! I love you so much, but I have to go with this.” I calmly said.