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~*I'll love you tomorrow [[death call]]

If Sammi is still reading my journal, she should remember a day after, sunday i should say; I got a phone call from a restricted person.
NOTE: This was at the Old spagehtti factory, I was eating with Sammi and my family.
But anyways, while i was waiting for the food, my phone started ringing. The number was restricted, but i answered it anyways.
Hello?
i asked. Then a girl answered me; but she had a sweet-ish voice. Instead of asking for someone, saying something, this unrecgonized voice started singing to me.
'Tomorrow I'll love you. Tonight I'll be free. Tomorrow I'll need you. Tonight can't you see, tomorrow's forever. Tonight's just a fling. Tomorrow I'll love you, for you wear my ring.

So please, please don't phone me, I've got to be free. Tomorrow I'll want you, tonight is for me. I'll try to think of you, though heartaches I bring. Tomorrow I'll love you, for you wear my ring.

Tomorrow I'll love you, tonight is for me. I won't let another, set my love free. You know that I love you, though teardrops I bring. Tomorrow I'll love you, for you wear my ring.'

I didn't say anything, i didn't even interrupt her. I just sat there with a troubled face, trying to recall the voice. I really couldn't. I thought it was a prank call; but it wasn't even a slightest bit funny. It was creepy. Before i could ask, she hung up once she was done singing. Once our food came, i was already full from appetizzers. Each bite i took didn't really taste good. I was suddenly worried.

Ding, Dong, Ding~!
The next day~! Which is like, today! November 10, 2008

After the assembly for Veterans day was over, the whole school quickly rushed into the hallways to pack. I couldn't help but overhear Ariana scream and ask who called her. Then Tanner. Then Taylor, christy and Kayli. One-by-one, like this:
'I'm just asking you Hailey; you might know who called me!'
-Ariana
'Oh my god, you got that phone call too?! The girl singing?!'
-Tanner
'Aw, no way dude, i got that phone call too. The tomorrow-tomorrow? That was scary.'
-Taylor

Then Tanner looked at me and i said i got that creep-ish phone call as well. He grabbed my hoodie and asked Christy.

'Yea, i got it too!'
She said. Kayli gave a weak nod; a sign that she also did. I looked at Ariana freaking out, then i pushed Tanner away from me and asked when did everyone get the phone call. All at the same time everyone blurted out:
'Saturday!'
s**t.
I replied. It was weird; we thought maybe at school someone was pranking everyone. Calling them all. Yet again, the 7th graders as well; they got the call and well they don't even give out their phone number. There wasn't a sheet with a students phone number, but a a home number and the parents cell number. Basically everyone went bazoinks.
Same call. Same song. Same girl. Same day.
Of course, they were given at different times, but the calls didn't stop- it was like the girl went down the list and sweetly sang the song. Was it something we did wrong? I carefully tried to break it apart, but it was just so random. It got to our heads.
When i was in the car, my head spaced out. Since i watch only horror movies, i thought: Maybe this is some sick stage to death. What-if some kid or sick guy is trying to kill innocent Christain kids?
I felt like i was overeacting a bit; but you would freak out also, right? A voice you just couldn't pick from anybody from school, yet again they got the phone call, it sounded so weird.
I looked straight out the window, picturing our adventure. Running around with my cellphone, several survivers following me. They were Ariana, Tanner, Kayli and some random boy who offered to help. We're beat up pretty bad, and we're stuck in the forest away from site.
We're tired and scared. No hope, but just to run. The sweet voice surrounds us, and our phone rings yet again the restricted number.
I was just overreacting, but it was fun and very heart thumping. For some reason; such an adventure and a stage leading to a death like that; was slightly romantic.