I Look Real Good Today Ringtone Novels & Stories

7 Rings - Ariana Grande 💰💰💰💰💰💰💰💰💰💰💰💰💰💰 Gerald : Short, I'm sick. I read the message, and at once, my concentration broke. Gerald is sick. Miss Rara : Where are you? Gerald : School Medical.

He already picked? It showed four seconds, so he picked but didn't say a thing? Urg! Was he waiting for me to say something first? since I was the one who called in the first place. Typical, right? Now he'll feel like I'm too chicken to talk to him! Urg! I should call him back and act nonchalant. Bad idea, bad idea, I should never call him again. Just call him and act cool. No! Absolutely not. As the silly normal argument was taking place in my head, my phone decided at that moment to ring out, the song; Hate me by Juice Wrld and Ellie Goulding, my ringtone broke into my thoughts, signaling an incoming call.

Ring. The sound was like a gunshot. My phone, which had been buried in the pocket of my discarded cardigan on the seat next to us, began to blare. It wasn't a soft chirp. It was the loud, upbeat pop song I had set as a ringtone for one person and one person only. Hannah.

Alice.. Ring ring ring. I could hear the sound of my ringtone resonating in the entire shop from where it was being charged. "Ma'am, your phone is ringing." One of the apprentice said as she brought my phone to me. I was currently at the salon making my hair and doing my nails. Nothing brings me joy these days so I thought I needed a new look. The look I'm going for is the one that would sweep anyman off his feet. One that can seduce even the president of the United States.

how on the earth she has so much energy? I get a very good idea to take my revenge. I smiled an evil smile. Zee saw my smile and know that I was about to do something. I got up from my chair and took my phone out and placed it slowly on Noori's ear. Zee gave me her phone and I dialed my number. Did I forget to mention that I have the best ringtone ever but according to others it's the worst ringtone in the world? As my phone starts ringing, we heard a loud shout and obviously, that was from Noori. What a good sister I am. I rolled with laughter and Zyana was leaning on the table laughing. She recorded the whole scene. Oh, I just love her.

I suddenly felt sick to my stomach, reality giving me a hard blow in the gut. That money was enough to pay off my debts. But I could never accept it, my conscience wouldn’t let me. I had to remember that this was a cage, no matter how beautiful, even if it was made with gold. A cage was still a cage. Just then a soft tune resonated around the space, and I recognized it as my ringtone. It was in the pocket of my trousers, which was discarded on the floor last night. I went to pick it up, seeing that it was a call from a classmate.

"What…" At that moment, a sweet ringtone rang. Halsey's phone was buzzing. Sierra's sharp eyes immediately caught the caller ID—Mr. Lane.

Ring~ Ring~ Have you ever had the feeling of destroying your alarm clock, because it disrupted your sleep. Like just throw it across the room so hard that it actually shatters when it crashes the wall. I have been so tempted to do it every morning, but then I remember my phone is actually my alarm clock. Even though the feeling of still smashing it across the wall still doesn't fade, I just try to calm myself with a little bit of music in the morning. But that didn't manage to calm me down today, I was still in a bad mode after listening to my playlist. Then again, when am I ever in a good mood for school?

I said in a careful tone. "Just drive.. where are we going?" She asked and I started the car. "One of my favorite restaurant." I said. "Is it your birthday or is today a speci-" "Nope, just want to cheer you up." I simply said and I started to drive. I turned on my radio and they played Ed Sheeran's Perfect. "I hate this song." Rosie commented and I chuckled. "Well.. I love this song." I said and startes to sing along. "He's a slave of love." Rosie commented and I chuckled.

When my cell phone vibrate on the side, I was laying on my bed with my arm covering my eyes, trying to block out the mid-morning sun that was streaming through the window. I groaned and rolled to the side, stretching my arm out to reach for it. Every single one of my muscles protested at the slight movement. My whole body hurts from the massive work I’ve been doing. I think I will spend my day at the spa today, massage is what I need right now. Finally catching my phone with my fingertips, I pressed it to my ear and stared up at the ceiling. "Yeah what?" I barked into the phone, already annoyed by the person calling. The only number I set a different ringtone, is the person calling me; he ba