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- call up by using a cellular phone; "If the train is late, I will cell phone you"
- Cell Phone is an award-winning Chinese comedy-drama film directed by Feng Xiaogang and starring Ge You, Zhang Guoli, Xu Fan and Fan Bingbing. It was first released on 18 December 2003 in Mainland China, and was subsequently screened at the Cleveland International Film Festival on 18 March 2005.
- A portable, wireless telephone, which changes antenna connections seamlessly during travel from one radio reception cell to another without losing the party-to-party call connection
- A ringtone or ring tone is the sound made by a telephone to indicate an incoming call or text message. Not literally a tone, the term is most often used today to refer to customizable sounds used on mobile phones.
- Internet Leaks is the third EP from "Weird Al" Yankovic. It was released digitally on August 25, 2009, although all of the songs were initially released as separate digital singles between October 2008 and August 2009.
- A sound made by a mobile phone when an incoming call is received
- Ringtone is a 2010 Malayalam film by Ajmal starring Suresh Gopi, Bala and debutant Megha Nair.
- A book or other written or printed work, regarded in terms of its content rather than its physical form
- A piece of written or printed material regarded as conveying the authentic or primary form of a particular work
- a passage from the Bible that is used as the subject of a sermon; "the preacher chose a text from Psalms to introduce his sermon"
- the words of something written; "there were more than a thousand words of text"; "they handed out the printed text of the mayor's speech"; "he wants to reconstruct the original text"
- Written or printed words, typically forming a connected piece of work
- textbook: a book prepared for use in schools or colleges; "his economics textbook is in its tenth edition"; "the professor wrote the text that he assigned students to buy"
" ALFIE SENDS HIS WARMEST REGARDS..... "
The Blackberry curve 8520 cell phone nestled in the right hand thermal jacket pocket that Ray was wearing to ward off the early morning March chill, buzzed seductively against his flesh and bones. He had dabbled with various settings from discreet buzzing to loud and obnoxious audible alert, with a variety of ringtones from the faintly amusing to the wildly irritating, and had settled on a subtle blending of the two extremes. Three silent buzzes followed by a simulated old fashioned telephone ring, reminiscent of the old days of the seventies and episodes of 'The Sweeney' with large numerical dials and deeply recessed earpieces as BT advertisements numbed the public into submission at every commercial break. By the second ring, Ray had halted where he stood, stepping away from the plastic sheeting to take the call, and muttering something under his breath about never a moments peace with this modern day technology.
Ray's cold fingers fumbled for the device deeply nestled in the warmth of his pocket, pulling the phone out and raising it into the light of the day, squinting eyes too vane to allow the positioning of spectacles, fighting hard as his right arm pushed the silicon dial awash with LED symbols and flashing icons away just far enough to be able to read the black lettered information. An incoming text. How Ray hated this new fangled technology with giggle bytes and data rivers or some such gobbledegook jargon that jumbled his brain and addled his mind, a man still grappling with the concept of the common abacus, and round teabags let alone state of the art LCD crystal displays and tiny contracptions with more computing power than the first manned space shuttles!
By the time that he had pressed the button that displayed the wording of the incoming text, eyes struggling to comprehend the succinct string of words that made up the sentence, Ray knew that his life was over. Perhaps with just a faint hint of relief, he sighed deeply and expelled the air, his body posture sinking somewhat where he stood. Sometimes short and sweet is far more preferable to elongated and protracted instances, none more so than in this case, as the penny dropped and an icy chill crept deliciously around Ray's spine like a hypodermic infusion of some exotic and debilitating chemical compound that rendered him all but paralysed, motionless with a macabre understanding of his imminent fate. In his heart he knew that this day would surely come, though the timing was a little off as, ever the perfectionist, he pondered how he had not yet quite completed his job. Oh for a few more hours, and the personal satisfaction of finishing what he but a few days earlier, begun.
He'd had a good run, after all, though it had certainly been anything other than easy. Six years under the police protection system, a new passport and identity for him and Margaret, and their two children, uprooted with a change of scenery and location, a new car and a pack of lies told to friends and relatives who could never be contacted again, each and every day of his life waking up and thanking his lucky stars to still be alive and kicking, taking their toll on flesh and blood. Old before his time, the colour now long since vacating the roots of his hair and lines appearing that had never been present before the trial and convictions that lead to his hasty retreat, he had lived with the reality of his actions and the fear of reprisals like a black cloud hanging over his being, awaiting the arrival of the Grim Reaper who now, finally, it seemed had shown his face in public. Thoughts of awakening in bloodstained cotton sheets to a severed horses head or ambush on a deserted road by machine toting hoodlums had long since gone, but the real and palpable presence of a payback of sorts had always haunted him as he strived to offer his uprooted family some semblance of normality in their newly formed lives. Behind him stood the anonymous man, cell phone in right hand, placed back into his jacket pocket as his right hand reached inside his left breast pocket to grip the holstered Beretta nine millimetre pistol with it's YMM Wraith QD silencer neatly screwed in place. An excellent choice for any assassin of worth and merit, noted for it's feel and usability, trustworthy and accurate at close range. And after all, this was to be a most personal and close range assassination.
Ray pressed the 'OK' button on his phone, calmly pressing the back arrow until the screen had returned to it's home page and managing a wry smile before turning around to face the short man in the dark overcoat who walked three strides towards him whilst reaching into his pocket. Not quite the mysterious gangster with the strangely alluring features that Ray had imagined might end his days. The man was slightly grubby, stocky build with a head and neck that were indecipherable from one another, short hair and piggy eyes that seemed dark and sullen. There was a slight nervous tick in his left eye
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CHAPTER UNOOOOO !
I reached my hand out and grabbed a bright, brown crayon. I colored the hair of the gilr in my book. I may be a 16 year-old but, i still love to color. With my best friend by my side, nothing could go worng. Well, i have a secert. Besides the fact that hes a guy, i have secertly liked him for a while. Ever since i saw him i knew that he was the one. Yet, he has a girlfriend and sadly he hasn't EVER given me a chance. But hey, it's okay if he doesn't like me. I mean i have a boyfriend right now, even though i wish it was Mike. Tragicly, i know that i won't even get that chance. It's not like i want it anyways. He had just left, to be with............ Her. Sometimes i wish that he and i would be together, together...... forever. But, right now i'm jsut fine minus the fact of how many times i have cried over him. Few times i had dreams of him. And today, i died(not really) with him. Tommorrow, i know i won't ever see him again. Tommorrow, he will never see me again. For from this day foward i will forever HATE him. Sigh, i wish there could be another way to get over him. Another way to finally get him to notice me. Another way to make him fall in-love with me. My phone went off. His ringtone of course. I spoke in a quiet yet haooy sounding voice. "Hey," A long pause accorded. I could feel him breathing though the phone. "________ , whats worng with you? You've been avoiding me lately and i don't like it one bit." "oh....... you noticed......" "Yes, ________ i have," he sighed "Why won't i notice if my best friend was avoiding me?!" "Why not?" "________ Stop being a smart-alec, anwser the question!"
End Chapter One
CHAPTER TWOOOOO !
It all rushed to you so fast. You didn't know how to react. What to say. Or what was gonna happen next. As of this point you were scared of what was gonna happen next. Was he gonna break into your house? Through your front door? Your bedroom window? Your roof? The wall? who knew WHAT was gonna happen next. but all you knew was that it was gonna be bad. and BOOM your window was shattered into pieces. you could feel tears burning your eyes. breathing was coming closer and closer. as your heart beat raced faster and faster. all you could think of to do was run. Run far far away. but your two feet felt as if they were glued to the floor were you stood. As if you would never move again. As your thoughts got worse and worse. So did your raising blood pressure. Then the next thing you knew the room was spinning. As it turned pitch black, as all your memories raced through your head. White light appeared as your eyes had begun to slowly open themselves. You tried to move your head but it hurt to much. Icy chills hit you went you felt a cold hand touch yours. when you looked to see who's hand that was. You didn't even need to look. You knew that it was Your boyfriend, Brent hands. "Hello" you said as you tried to force a smile onto your face. "how long have i been in here?" "only 2 days" "what... how..." "i'm not sure _______ but right now i don't think that that is our biggest problem," his head turned. Yours followed to see a sleeping Mike. "What is he doing here," you thought "why would he be here. i thought, i thought he was upset with me... i thought he was gonna..... kill me........" staring down to ground was the only thing you could down. For if you looked up your eyes would lead you to look at Mike. alot of questions rushed through your mind. some were about mike and others were about what happened. how it happened. who did it. why they did. and such. but the one question that you couldn't get to leave your mind was; "Should i break up with Brent?" why it was there. you don't know. the anwser, even harder.
End Chapter Two
CHAPTER THREEEEE !
"______?!" Brent had said. You slightly moved your head towards him so he knew that you were listening to him. "I was very worried about you while you were here. Same with Mike. I stayed here everyday and i never fell asleep once knowing that if i woke up, you might not be there. Mike on the other hand tried to do the same, but i guess since he was here before me he was so tired out he might of just fell asleep." A half smie appeared across your face.
Sadly, Bent had to leave. He said that his mom told him that he had to go home to do something for his mother. then right as the door closed you finally said "Mike, i know you've been awake this whole time."
"_____! Brent LIED to you. He wasn't here the whole time and when he WAS here. He had another girl with him! they were making out and everything. i saw them with my OWN two eyes. he told me not to tell you. But i just couldn't see you get hurt."
The look on your face changed quickly. From happine
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