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"Good evening, can I talk to Jeffrey?" said Felice on the phone.

"Yes, I'm Jeffrey. What's wrong, Fel?" he said.

"What did you do with Cynthia?! She came here 10 minutes ago and cried like stupid. She mumbled about you, your song, and so on and so on. What did you do, bastard?!" Felice shouted.

"Hey.. calm down... I just said to her that she and I are only friends.." Jeffrey tried to stay calm.

"What? But you LOVE her! I don't know that you're this stupid!" said felice angrily.

"You idiot! I just... I don't wanna hurt her? Did you even think about that before calling me bastard? She hurts? I hurt more. She cries? I cry even more. She started to love me? I LOVE HER SINCE I FIRST SAW HER!" said Jeffrey.

"Ok...ok...So you're really going tomorrow?" said Felice.

"Yes.. of course.. I'm going tomorrow. 10 a.m. Gate 3 at the airport.

"We all will miss you a lot.." said Felice.

"That's OK.. I'll come back for holidays!" said Jeffrey.

"But still..."

"Now goodnight.." said Jeffrey.

"Yea.. see you at the airport.." said Felice. She closed the phone.

The next morning...

"Hmm... toothbrush, shampoo, soap...." Jeffrey was packing his bags.

"Jeffrey? Need some help, honey?" said his mom.

"No, Mom! Thanks." Jeffrey sat on his bed, holding his cellphone.

"Call her. Call her not. Call her. Call her not. Call.." Jeffrey turned of his cellphone.

"Call her never." he said.  Then he went to the bathroom to take a bath.

Meanwhile at Felice's house..

"Tell her. Tell her not. Tell her. Tell her not.." she was holding her cellphone too.

"This is making me crazy.." said felice...

"Felice? Let's go! It's 9 o'clock, now!" said her Dad.

"I'm coming! I'm coming!" she ran down the stairs and entered the car.

"Tell her yes!" she said to herself.

Calling....

CyNtHi4

"The number you dial...."

"Shit!" she tried to call Cynthia again.

Cynthia's house..

Cynthia was lying on her bed. Her eyes were red and her hair is a mess. Her cellphone is off beside her bed.  She reached it and turned it on.

5 MISSED CALL

FeLiCE

Calling...

"Hallo Felice?" said Cynthia.

"CYNTHIA! Thanks God! Jeffrey is moving to Oxford!" shouted Felice.

"When?" asked Cynthia.

"NOW!!!" said Felice.

TO BE CONTINUED