CLINGY?

MIRANDA

The next morning, I woke up and began getting ready for school. Hazel and I had breakfast together and we said goodbye to each other as he had an emergency meeting that morning which he couldn't afford to miss.

While I was heading toward my car to meet Mel, who was waiting for me, my phone began to ring.

I noticed it was the same Venezuelan number that had called me before.

I answered the call but once again, the person said nothing.

"Hello? Hello?" I kept calling out but there was no response.

Eventually, the caller hung up.

I sighed, In the past few days, I had been so happy that I completely forgot about the weird caller. I had to tell Hazel about it.

I made up my mind that I was going to inform him when I saw him later in the day. While Mel drove me to school, I kept thinking about the number.

Hazel had told me that he would be so busy because, during the past few days, he had neglected a lot of his work. He had so much to meet up with before the holidays began.

Seeing