A cool night, around 11 o'clock, when you picked up your cell phone wanting to dial Vannesa. After years of not seeing each other, your reunion was on your first day of high school in the morning. You wanted to talk to Vanessa since she had asked you to dial her after school, even though you were busy all day, but instead of her answering, her father answered.

A gruff voice answered on the other end of the line.

That was supposed to be her phone, why did a man answer? You thought it was her father, but you didn't ask if she had a cell phone of her own, since she didn't bring it to school.

"Yes? Hello?"