Novel & Cerita Ignore Me

But I guess since I also don’t want them to think I’m crazy, feigning ignorance is the smart thing to do now. I was on my way to school when Annie approached me. “Hey.” “Hey.” I replied. “So about what you said yesterday…” I gave her a confused look. “About the disappearance of Mr. Thompson and stuff.” “I don’t know what you’re talking about.” I lied. “I’m not sure we met yesterday. I left school early yesterday. Dad needed help in the garage.” “Oh I see.” Annie said. “Never mind.” I can’t believe that worked. She really believed that I had forgotten. I thought for a moment there that she was going to hit me and tell me to stop messing around but she didn’t.

Then I commented underneath it. "Thanks for the concern, everyone. We've broken up. Please don't bother me about this."

The four words were: *Everyone is watching you.* Ava had spent the rest of lunch trying to identify the number. It wasn't saved in her contacts. It wasn't the same number Mason had used yesterday. She had typed back a single question mark and received nothing, and by the time the bell rang for fifth period the message was sitting in her phone like a splinter, small and specific and impossible to ignore.

You’re mine and always will be. Press 1 to save the message Message saved.

Out of sight, out of mind. My phone buzzes against the table. I barely glance at it at first. Unknown number. “Spam,” I mutter, unlocking it. The message loads. " It’s okay to reject me.You don’t have to go through this at all. " I freeze. “Kane,” I say under my breath. A whole month of nothing and this is what he sends? Just— Permission. My grip tightens around the phone. “It’s okay to reject me.” I let out a short, sharp laugh.

Even the few who usually throw in a remark have gone quiet. I lean back slightly in my seat, letting the realization settle. Well. They’ve gone from making fun of me… to ignoring me. Great. But let’s see how long that lasts. I ignore it, already getting used to this nonsense by now. I don’t care about any of them. I only have one focus. At the end of the period, my phone vibrates in my bag, and I pull it out and unlock it. A message from the unknown number, now saved as OWEN (SURE).

Why is she even ignoring me? Do vote and comment. Thank you.

Well, let us try the ignore part first. The phone goes silent for a few brief seconds before it persistently starts to light up again. Now is this girl going to flood my inbox with a million messages saying how sorry she is? Do I even care if she is sorry? Well, let us ignore her for another few seconds and then decide how I feel about that.

Maybe it was because I thought of the woman I was in my past life, the one who blindly threw herself into love. Blind love made women foolish and insecure. By the time I finished breakfast and returned to my room, I noticed I had over a dozen missed calls, most of them from Chris. I didn't bother to call back, deliberately ignoring them. Just as I was about to put my phone down and head to the library, I received an Instagram follow request. "Hi, gorgeous. Do you remember me? I'm Drake, the one who danced with you." I opened the message and saw his profile picture. He had brown curly hair and bright green eyes. He looked youthful and energetic, more like a sports star than a serious Alpha. I

ugh, never mind. ###