Stop Calling Me Miss Novels & Stories

She depended so much on Donovan that she forgot these people. “But don't switch off your phone again, I will call you or you can call me whenever you need to talk. I can't promise that I won't overcall you. Don't worry, I will not disturb you.” Jasmine nodded her head. They discussed more before the call ended. Jasmine smiled and ended the call, happy that she had the conversation. It was what she needed. * Jessica dropped the call, a smile on her face.

"Don't you remember? Misty's under my agency now. Although I can't make her do things, it'd be easy for me to let her agree to change the date, isn't it?" Henry was tempted. They got right to work. In an instant, Jessica whipped out her phone and called Misty. She only picked up right before the call was going to be automatically hung up. Misty was on her way to Cedric. She forced herself to bluntly ask for his whereabouts. So, she sounded particularly irritated when she answered the call. "Didn't I say not to call me if there wasn't anything important? I'm not interested in those shitty variety shows. I'm not going!"

I could even see myself in college finally becoming something more than a waitress,I had imagined telling mom I got a job so she doesn't have to work double shifts. I set the phone down on the counter, my hands keep shaking, I press it flat on the counter hoping it would make it stop. It doesn't. I missed the call because I was wiping up someone else's mess. I press my palm against my eyes taking deep breaths. I will not cry in the middle of the diner I refuse to. My phone buzzes again, and I look down Lumina Threads Why were they calling me back? I stare at the name my heart hammers, and I swipe to answer quickly.

I just stood there, frozen, staring at the phone. The girl paused, then said, a little thrown, "Liam? You there?" That voice—I knew it. It was Nina. Eighteen. Memories slammed into me like a wave. Twelve years ago, around this time, Nina called to tell me she was in love. I forced the panic down. My voice came out dry. "What do you want with Liam?" She hesitated. "Who is this?" I dodged it. "You're calling Liam Lambert... planning to confess, right?"

She forgot about her phone a lot these days, and that meant missing calls from her mom more often than she liked. She had two missed calls from her mom and one from Jenny. It was too late to call Mom back, so she crawled back into bed and sent a quick text apologizing for missing her calls before pressing the button to dial Jenny’s number. “Hello.” “Hey, is it too late to call?” Camille asked. “No, I was just catching up on my devotionals. How was your day?”

Finally. “Thank you, princess.” I say to her. She smiles at me and rushes to drop her bags and get changed. I return to the kitchen to check my phone for notifications and stuff, only to find a missed call from two unknown number. I’m reluctant to call back, but I do anyways, starting with the most recent missed call. “Hello?” I speak into the phone, once the other person picks up. There’s silence before the person on the other line clears their throat.

My phone rings bringing me back to reality. "Hello" "Not looked at the caller ID again?" "Ooh, hi Miles. How are you? " "I'm fine Amie but I missed you. " "But you saw me yesterday" "I know and that's not today." "Whatever. Why did you call? " "Because I missed you." "Lies" "I need a favor from you. " "I'm not having sex with you! " "Not that woman. Can I come over?" "Mhh okay. " I hung up

Money is life. We are currently heading towards the cars, i bring out my phone and I see tons of missed calls from my mum and Iris. I stop on my track. My phone must have been on silent and I didn't know. "East what's wrong?" Seth asked. "Mum and Iris has been calling me. I think i left my phone on mute" I explained as I go through the incredible number of missed calls. "Oh geez. They have been calling me too" he said, going through his phone.

Mom: "What? You are in a hotel room and you are saying you are not with a guy. Do I look like a fool to you?" Me: "Mom, I'm indeed in a hotel room but not sleeping with a guy. There must be some good man who left me here." Mom: "Okay, okay. Come back home. I'm waiting for you." Me: "Hmm, bye-bye." I dismiss the call and then my eyes go wide open as my gaze falls on the missed calls. 55 missed calls from Samuel. 25 missed calls from Annalis. 22 missed calls from Lucinda. 30 missed calls from Sianna. And 33 missed calls from Mom.

The second time she put it on speaker, no one was around, and it was easier to hear it better. “Hi, I’m sure you know who this is, Tarrin. Please don’t block my number again. It’s a pain to have to keep changing it. Anyway, I want to talk, can you please call me back, or maybe we should go to our spot. I miss it, I miss you. Didn’t you miss me? Don’t you miss us? Please call me, please. What happened in the past is the past. I won’t do anything ever again. I can accept you, all of you. Please, call me?”