Novel & Cerita 100 Messages

I muttered to myself. I went over to the table to grab my phone and unlocked it. I pulled the notification bar down and I groaned when I saw the multitude of messages that I had missed. 24 from my group message with the guys, 17 from Raul, 9 from Sebastian, 22 from Tony, 13 from Lee, 46 from Jamie, 208 from Timothy and my eyes widened when the newest one was from my mother. I glanced at Carson.

Call the phone number. If they were the ones who sent the messages, their phone would ring when I dialed.

10 million: Chapter: 6 Kent Mia’s is this place near the campus where everyone like to grab a bite. But I didn’t expect it to be EVERYONE. “Hi, Vicky! It’s really you?” Another acquaintance drops by our table to greet her. Jesus, this is the sixth time this evening. “OMG, Mark! You are in town?” This time Ms Irwin gets really excited that she almost jumps.

Mom has only texted me six messages, so why did it show more than twenty new messages? Let me see without a mom who texted me? Oh, the other messages are from Daniel? But why did he text me?

Then the notifications started. The phone vibrated so violently it nearly jumped out of my hand. Messages flooded in, thousands of them, the notification counter climbing so fast it became a blur. Missed calls: 3,847. Text messages: 12,493. Emails: 28,756. Social media notifications: exceeded maximum count.

It was a brown big box with paper with a little writing on it. From: Happy Scholarships To: Todd Thomas ' I hope I'm happy in the end,' I muttered sarcastically and slit the seal. I opened the box and saw a white envelope with the same notes: From: Happy Scholarships To: Todd Thomas I took it and checked the back if there were any notes but found none so I just tore open the envelope and took out the letter. It was short and it looked precise. Dear Applicant Todd Thomas, We appreciate your effort and time to apply for Happy Scholarships but we regret to inform you that you were not selected among the chosen. We ask for your patience and understanding. You can apply next year and can be possi

Seeing that, a little smile was etched on his lips. "Are you ready to start the broadcast, Sir?" Omega asked. Louis raised his index finger slightly. "Let's give people some moment to witness Kendrick's evilness. How many are they?" Omega focused on his laptop again. "Just 109, Sir. I mean 253. No, 648. Sir, it's already 1000!" "Let me know when it reaches 100,000," Louis said as he leaned back in his chair and closed his eyes. He looked so relaxed as if he wanted to rest.

LUNA “Done.” I said, handing the phone back to him with my number saved. “But if you send me those cheesy ‘good morning with coffee and flowers’ stickers, I’ll block you right away.” He laughed, that open, easy laugh I’d noticed since he first walked up. “I solemnly swear I’ll only send messages with a maximum of 30% cringe.” “Thirty is already too much.” “Twenty?” “Fifteen. Maybe.”

An unknown number. One message. UNKNOWN NUMBER: You just made it worse.