Dad's Daughter
Janzi
So are you guessing how my day went? Well I just found out that my boyfriend is the spawn of the devil and he found out that my father is GOD. So I have had a pretty bad day. Let me take you back way back when Matt and I met.
“Dad! Mom!, I’m leaving for school.”
“You haven’t had breakfast yet.” said my mom.
“So what. It’s a bore. Get off of me J.C. You’re crushing me.”
“So-rry! I just couldn’t help it, my little sis is off to high school.” he said sarcastically.
If you haven’t figured it out by common sense. My brother is Jesus Christ. Yes the guy who died at the cross for the earth’s sins. I don’t know why people make a big deal about that. He’s a big pain in the neck. Trust me. But isn’t that what brother’s are for?
“J.C. you said that last year when I actually started high school. I am now a sophomore. And I have been in school for four months now.”
“Oh.”
I said the rest of my good byes and walked to Heavenly High. I got there just before the morning hallway traffic. I peered down the hallway to see my best friend Tor Danes. We talked about what we were going to do this weekend, as we walked down the hallway. It was really hectic. People were pushing and rushing to get to class.
When we walked into our homeroom we saw a vibrant, young, and lively teacher. We walked in and took our seats. On the projector screen she had wrote Ms. PG
“Hello class. My name is Ms. PG. I’ll be your Advanced Creative Writing teacher this year. Please sit down in your seats so I can take roll call and memorize names.”
After a few minutes she called my name.
“Janzi Spirt.”
“Here!!!!!!!!!”
As soon as I finished everyone gasped. Then someone in the back of room yelled.
“Aren’t you GOD’s daughter?
You would think that the people I have gone to school for a year would know this about me, but since no talks to me except Tor no one knows. It is because I’m not popular, and I don’t want to be.
Before I could answer the bell rung, signaling that homeroom was over. Tor rushed me out of the class before anyone could talk to me.
"We have to get you home before anymore questions.”
“No. My dad told me how to handle this. He just denied having anything to do with my grandfather.”
“Ok, but if you want to go home, just tell me and I’ll call my mom.”
“Thanks. Let’s go to the rest of our classes.”
We got through the rest of the day without calling Tor’s mom. We walked out of the building, at the end of the day, and into the street. We got to the other side and started talking.
"So what are you doing tonight?” Tor asked.
“Nothing special. I have to wait until my dad comes home from his once a year visit with the Devil.”
“Maybe he’ll let you go since you’re now 15.”
“Maybe, maybe not, but most likely not. He don’t want me to be associating with 'them'.”
“Well there is nothing you can really do at this point.”
“Oh yes there is, ask Mom.”
“Riiiight.” she said very sly-like.
We turned onto our street and I turned to face her.
“I’ll call you when he comes home. You know he always tells us how it went.”
“Ok, see you later.”
“See you later.”
I walked up the hill, up the long, winding path to my house. I got to the door, opened it and walked in.
"Mom, I'm home!"
"I'm in here in the kitchen, cooking dinner. Help yourself to somr chocolate chip cookies."
I took four cookies and went up to my room to start my homework. After three hours my dad comes out of his study. As I was doing my homework, dinner was ready.
"Janzi come down for dinner."
"Ok! Coming!"
As I walked down the stairs, past the throne room I could hear my dad, in his study talking on the phone to someone.
"No she is not coming! He wil be there and I don't want her associating with him"
I tried to absorb what I jsut heard. I shuffled past and walked into the dinning room. I had decided to ask my dad if I could go to his meeting in front of my mom. She always knows how to twist him.
"Mmmmm! Mom these potatoes are fantastic."
"Suck up." JC mumbled under his breath.
