Novel & Cerita Campus Missed Connections

I said, my voice heavy with exhaustion. I lay down on her couch and sleep took me before I'd even heard her leave the room. The sound of my phone ringing yanked me from sleep not quite long enough later. It was my VoIP number, my backup number for all of my records. I answered it and frowned at the automated voice. Please contact the financial aid office immediately regarding your tuition balance.

And now… the entire world had seen her at her most vulnerable. She reached for her old phone, still switched off, in order to avoid getting tracked by the Davenport then. Her fingers hovered over the power button. She hesitated. Then pressed. It lit up slowly. Buzzed. The notifications started flooding in. 67 missed calls. 19 voicemails. Countless messages. She swallowed hard as she tapped through. Most were from unknown numbers. Some from old college friends she hadn’t spoken to in years. All of them, now, had a reason to text.

'You missed a call from Bun❤ (80)' 'You missed a call from Brother (53)' 'You missed a call from Mom (72)' 'You missed a call from Ryan (22)' 'You missed a call from Uncle Vincent (18)' 'You missed a call from Uncle James (12)' 'You missed a call from Madison (18)' 'You missed a call from Marcus (25)' My brows automatically furrowed. My head is still in a mess and now looking at my phone with so many missed calls added up. This is new, I got confused and worried at the same time. Something must've happened for them to call me like this.

She stroked the pillow sadly because she already missed him. She suddenly got an incoming message on her cell phone, then she took it on the bedside table to her left. Alice sent her a message. She asked where she was and why she didn’t go to campus. She immediately checked the time, and it was past 12 noon. “Oh, my God! I forget to campus,” she said and sighed. She then checked her cell phone. Alice has called her many times and sent her lots of messages. She didn't hear it because she put the phone on silent mode.

The kind Matthias took when he was moving from one mode into another. "Are you still on campus?" he said. "In the car park." "Stay there. Don't go back to the office." His voice was even. "I'll call Dante." "Already?" "Marcus has been a visible connection point between you and the information we've been building. If someone moved on him they moved on him because of that visibility." He paused. "Stay in the car. I'll call you back." He hung up. I sat in the car and looked at the humanities building through the windscreen. At the ordinary Monday morning campus moving around it. Students with bags and coffee cups and the slightly unfocused energy of people who hadn't fully arrived at the week y

… Mia rode back to campus in Antonio's car. Throughout her afternoon study session, she found it difficult to focus, with Timothy's actions weighing heavily on her mind. As Mia prepared to pack up and head home for dinner, she received a call from Jeremy. "Hello, is everything alright?" she answered. "Hey Mia, are you at the campus right now?" "Yes, I'm in the study hall." "Be careful. Ramona is heading to the university to look for you. I made a mistake by mentioning our lunch in the group chat.

Allie was standing right behind my shoulder, her breath hot against my neck as we both stared at the main campus group chat interface. 12:00 AM. The clock clicked over. My heart completely stopped. I closed my eyes for two seconds, terrified that when I opened them, I’d see my face plastered all over the feed with some horrible caption underneath. “Clara...” Allie whispered. I opened my eyes. Nothing. The chat was totally quiet. Then, a small gray system message popped up at the very bottom of the feed: [SYSTEM NOTICE: Administrative maintenance in progress. Group media uploads are temporarily disabled by Server Admin.]

I hesitated, then added, “we won’t be able to give our supply orders to the runners until tomorrow. I don’t suppose there’s any way you could send some supplies to arrive today?” “I’ll see what I can do. Keep an eye out for drones.” My brows shot skyward. “Drones?” “The roads surrounding the campus are currently closed. Airdropping is the only way if you need supplies quickly.” My father ended the connection after that, leaving me with more questions than answers. But sure enough, by lunchtime, it started. I was in the common room, curled up in a chair by the fire with a book, when the notifications started coming in.

I picked it up and plugged it in with a charger I found close to the socket. In a few minutes, it turned on, and I could see loads of notifications and missed calls on it. Some of them were from Kira, and most of them were from school. I had missed all my classes for today without any pre-information, and it made sense for my course mates to get worried. There were multiple texts from Becky, but the texts and calls from Dan were just too much. “Hey.. you weren't ’t in school today, I hope everything is alright..”

I spent two glorious weeks at the mountain resort, completely unreachable. No phones. No messages. No desperate vampires begging for money. Just premium blood, luxury accommodations, and absolute peace. When I finally turned my phone back on, I had 247 missed calls and 189 text messages. I scrolled through them with detached amusement. From Damien: "WHERE ARE YOU?!" "The tribute gifts are missing!" "We can't get into the Convocation!" "CALL ME BACK!" From Lily: "Sister Scarlett, my agency dropped me! What happened?!" "All my bookings are cancelled!" "Please call them and fix this!"