Angel Of Music
Chapter One
Prince of heaven
I walked past my mother's picture, running my fingers across her face. How I missed her, so very much. She died when I was twelve, five years ago. My name is Danielle Murphy, Dani for short. I am seventeen years old and live with my father, Jimmy, in New Jersey. He has a ranch and several horses and other animals to take care of. I liked it here, for the most part anyways. I was going to school tomorrow at the high school. I knew nobody there and had no idea what I was going to get into.
I gathered my things into my binder and sighed, looking around. It was late and the animals needed to be fed. I walked outside and it had started to rain.
"Great, just great." I ran back inside and grabbed my raincoat, pulling it on. I sprinted into the barn and threw alfalfa to the horses and grass hay to the goats. I dashed back inside and shook loose my coat, looking at the clock. Jimmy worked late again. Well, food was in the fridge and I was tired. I walked upstairs and changed into my PJ's, wanting to sleep. I climbed into my bed and pulled the covers over my head. I closed my eyes and drifted into sleep.
"Dani, get up or you'll be late!" my dad shouted. I groggily stepped out of bed and pulled on a pair of blue jeans, a red, long sleeve shirt that said 'Spoiled Rotten'. I pulled on my favorite Spider-man sweatshirt and ran a brush through my brown hair really fast. I then ran down the stairs, two at a time. I grabbed a bagel Jimmy had baked for me. I sprinted out the door and into the rain.
"I hate the rain!" I shouted to Jimmy.
"Get used to it, it is always wet here!" Jimmy laughed. I glared at him as I stepped into my old, army green pick-up truck. I started it up and drove to school. I parked in the last available spot as a red sports car whizzed by me.
"Holy-" I shouted as I stepped out. I watched the car park and saw a boy with deep, dark blue eyes and strawberry blonde colored hair step out. He glanced my way and I swore his eye color darkened. It startled me at first, but I shook it off, thinking I was seeing things. I walked inside to the office and got my schedule, looking it over.
"Well, this is neat." I smiled at the receptionist. She nodded and I walked out into the hall. I looked up from my schedule and saw the boy who sped past me. He too looked up and we locked eyes for a brief second before he glared at me and turned around.
"Well now, what did I do to deserve that?" I huffed.
"Don't worry, Jason is always like that to new girls." Came someone's response. I turned around to see a tall boy with blonde hair, blue eyes. Your typical surfer boy from California.
"Oh really, and you are not just saying this on my behalf?"
"Well, if I knew you, I might. But since I don't…no. But your pretty green eyes and curly brown hair might have done the trick. I'm Simon. You'll have to forgive Jason. Where you headed?"
"Looks like…P.E." I smiled. He nodded and looked left.
"I have English first, but I think Jason has P.E first."
"Great…my first class and it is with someone who doesn't like me. Plus, I like P.E. It's not fair." Simon laughed and led me as far as he could.
"Okay, I gotta go. See you next class?"
"Count on it." I watched him sprint to his next class and I walked into the girl's changing room. The teacher looked up and smiled.
"You must be Miss Danielle Murphy."
"Dani." I corrected. She nodded and wrote that down on her paper. She then handed me a pair of clothes.
"These are your P.E clothes. I won't make you dress out this week, but next, have them ready. By the way, my name is Mrs. Jacobs."
"But what if I want to dress out, what are you doing right now?"
"We are working on soccer…"
"Give me two seconds and I'll be on the field." I sprinted back to an open locker and threw my things in there, locking it with my own lock and running back out.
"That was one minute." Mrs. Jacobs smiled, looking up from her stopwatch.
"You are on number 13, go sit there for a minute while I take role."
"Right." I walked over to my number, which was next to Jason, of course. He looked at me and frowned, glancing away. I stared at him for a while, then looked back and started to hum a song my mother had taught me when she used to be a singer.
"Loving you isn't really something I should do. Shouldn't want to spend my time with you. I should try to be strong, but baby you're the right kind of wrong, baby you're the right kind of wrong." Jason glanced over to me and he even smiled slightly, glancing back to the teacher.
"Okay, I want 1 and 2 together, 3 and 4 together, 5 and 6 together and so on. Jason, you will be partners with Dani. We'll be playing two on two with a switch off every 20 minutes. Okay, lets go to the field." I stood up and looked over to Jason, seeing if was angry or unfazed by the fact he was partnered with me. I couldn't tell, but I hoped he was good at soccer.