A Song For Christians

Chapter 1

I dedicate this chapter to Libbs for inspiring me with her Sweet Rejection book about Destiny's parents being mean to her to have me find a way to write this book.

Chapter 1

April 17th, 2013-Johnsonville, Virginia

Miranda walked home with her best friend Jennifer or Jenky for short. It had been a long day at school again considering the fact that she was about to graduate and all but did her parents care. Nope. They were to busy with work to even notice anything with their only daughter. Miranda's father, Jole, was a famous movie director, making billions upon trillions of dollars and Miranda's mother, Angela, works as a fashion person designing new clothes each and every day.

Miranda had a talent that only her best friend and herself knew. She tried to make her parents notice it but they were very busy so she decided to keep it to herself and make a record station where she would record herself singing songs already sung by famous artist. Miranda could sing the best out of everyone. Already she had finished recording "Naturally" by Selena Gomez and is now working on editing it her way to make it sound great like the artist and paste it onto her CD and add it to her collection. No one has ever looked at it but her and Jenky.

Miranda was beautiful with hazel eyes, blond hair, ivory skin, thin lips, and small nose. She wore a short light blue t-shirt with a black undershirt, jeans, and blue sneakers. Her hair was tied back into a high pony tail that went down to the middle of her back. Without her hair in the ponytail, it came down to her waist. Miranda was also about 6ft 8in and 18 years old.

Miranda always wore a small amount of make-up and applied it lightly on her face to bring out her natural look. People have always told her that she is beautiful without make-up but Miranda knew that they were just saying that cause they pitty her. Everybody does cause who comes to Miranda's school for PTC, school plays, awards ceremony, or anything? Her grandparents do but no sign of her own parents. She loved her mom and dad but she wished, like always and every birthday, that her parents would come to see her and be there for her.

As they rounded the corner, there stood her house of a big two story house with a pool, hot tub, tennis court, and a lot of rooms. Two of the rooms were lit up indicating that her parents were home and busy. Miranda turned to Jenky and asked "Do you want to head up and record some more songs?"

"Can't have to be home before 4 cause my parents are having visitor's at 5. But maybe we could meet up later on at the Barkensy Hotel that we always hang out at," replied Jenky.

The Barkensy Hotel is not really a hotel but really a cool resteraunt that looks like a hotel. Your tables there are really beds that you could sit on and lay down without having seats around the bed, they have a pool instead of a bar, and at the center are the white marble tables with nice and comfy black chairs. The scene all around them looks like a hotel with all the paintings of people being checked in and a chandalier and the waiters look like bell hops and other people who work for a hotel.

It was always a fun place for Miranda and Jenky to hang out a lot. Sometimes they would sneak out at night, other times they would just head out toward that place.

Jenky had blond hair with brownish streaks in them, blue eyes, light brown skin, a little big nose, and full lips. She was about 6ft 7in and also 18 years old but 7 months older than Miranda. Now with Jenky, she put on a lot of make-up and it always satisfies her. Although her older brother, Levi, always made fun of her saying that she would look like a clown if she did that a lot, She never listened to him and just still applied it and everyone at school always likes her look.

Today though, Jenky went light with the make-up due to her parents having guests today and instead of wearing the usual different short 3/4's length shirt, plain t-shirt underneath, and short skirts, she wore a dressy black shirt, with a long black skirt, and dressy black shoes.