Chapter 1

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Haven above and the song she sings^^^^

Haven's POV

I walk down the halls of the crowded hallways at Dale Academy trying to get to my piano 300 class, or as I like to call it Master Piano.

I am the only student to be taking this class as no one has passed piano 259 and the rest of the classes in the series. Most at Dale believe that this class is a myth because no one has ever taken it. Too bad they don't know that the class exists. I finally make it out of the zoo called a hallway into the empty hallways where no one but I ever go. These are where all the 300 level classes that place. Or I should say all of my personal classes. I am the only student in the 100 years of Dale Academy to be taking all 300 level classes.

I guess it is because I am, as Principle Blackmore likes to tell me frequently, a triple threat. I am a very talented musician, artist, and I have been certified as a genius. Ever since I could remember I have either had a paint brush or instrument in my hands. My mother always tells me how she would be able to know what I was doing by what was flowing through the house. If I was making music the sounds would carry around the house and if I was painting the strong smells of my paints could be smelt from the front door. 

When my parents discovered how talented I was they signed me up for Dale Academy on a trial basis to see if I would be a good fit. Dale Academy is a hard school to get into. You have to pass several tests based on which program you plan to be a part of. Dale specializes in dance, music, arts and scholarly academics. My parents did not realize how smart I was until I finished all of tests and fit into three of the four programs at Dale. I was admitted right away into the academy and have been here ever since.

I make into my classroom to find my teacher, Mr. Lee not in the room but replaced with a note. I knew that meant I had a free day to practice whatever I want. I have several of these days because most of my 'teachers' don't like being told they are doing something wrong. Most of the time I am left to myself which I have no objection too.

I pull out the piece I have been working on for a while. It's more modern which I have been writing more of now to try and 'fit in' with people my age. Whatever that means. I start the slow melody to my song. I play it once without lyrics then I replay it and sing.

"No time for rest, No pillow for my head, Nowhere to run form this, No way to forget, Around the shadows creep, Like friends, they cover me, Just wanna lay me down and finally try to get some sleep"

I pick up the pace and sing, "We carry on through the storm, Tired soldiers in this war, Remember what we're fighting for"

  I continue my song until I finish singing it. I'm happy with how it turned out. My mother loved it when I showed her later night after dinner. She started to cry when she heard it and thought of the meaning behind my lyrics.  

I run through the song a few more times before I put it away and pull out one of the most challenging pieces I've ever done. I start to play Franz Liszt's La Campanella and lose myself in the melody and the feeling of my fingers running over the keys. The slow start takes my mind of my memories and into the beautiful realm of music as the piece gets harder and faster. 

I press the last notes and catch my breath. I am breathing heavy as I look at the clock and see that it is time for my study time. Since I have a higher IQ then the principle of this school I take college classes online as my way of 'studying' at the school. I leave the music room and lock the door on my way out. No one is allowed to use the instruments inside this room but Mr. Lee and myself, so if he's not here it's my job to lock the door. I make my way to the library and pull out my laptop and headphones and begin my studies.



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