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A whole week has passed, and she hasn't answered any of my calls. I can't believe I'm saying this, but she has me worried like hell. I'm so attached to her, even if its just her voice, I can't help it. Its just been a few days. Its weird.
There's something about her voice that somehow comforts me and puts me at peace. I might sound clingy by calling her every single day, but as I said, I can't help it.
I don't even know her name! And yet, here I am worrying about her. I'm scared for her...
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5:16 pm
'Hey Bro! I'm going out with some friends, so be good!'
'Yeah yeah,' I said while rolling my eyes. I'm literally 18, and he thinks I'm a 5-year old. 5-year old. Sigh. That reminds me of the mystery Einstein. I rolled over on my bed, trying to find a comfortable position, when I saw my phone ringing. Ugh. I got up and reached over to it, but when I saw the caller ID, my eyes went wide.
Incoming call: Little Broken Einstein
I immediately swiped to answer the call.
'Hey'
'Hey...'
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A/N: I know this chapter is short, but most of them will be short ;)
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Misdialed
Storie d'amoreBrooklyn Davis is a girl with no social interests at all, other than her friends, until she receives an unknown call which miraculously changes her life. This is a heartwarming short-story, when Brooklyn finally finds love.
