it's my life, so it's mine to make

[pandora rose marie canalea.]

No matter what seemed to happen to her, there was no better escape than a good book, or writing her own story on the laptop that she never left home without. Lately, though, her story had taken a few angry, unexpected twists, so she'd kept the document closed every time she opened her laptop. That wasn't the way she wanted it to go. She'd deleted every line that had been written from her own frustration and hadn't tried to write for quite a while now. It wasn't good for her to keep everything bottled up, but her only outlet was her stories and that just didn't do it for her. Pandora Canalea just wasn't one of those people who could talk about everything that was wrong. There was also the fact that she had no one to talk to anyway, so that was a moot point. She had no way to release her frustration short of punching a wall, and she wasn't the kind of person who would do something like that, either, so until she figured something out to stop the spinning questions in her head, she was going to keep them bottled up and hidden. Some things weren't very well hidden, however, and those were the reason she was heading up the steps to the Forks Library - hoping desperately there was a book to take her mind off of her La Push relations.

It had been two years since she'd figured out that her cousin was Kaleigh Black. Two years since Pandora had last been in Forks. Two years wasn't enough time, it seemed, for the facts to settle in. Pandora knew perfectly well that Kaleigh hated being related to a vampire. She herself wasn't all too certain on how she felt about being related to a werewolf. She blamed her mother for never telling her she had cousins in La Push, although that might not have really helped, seeing as Pandora hadn't know about anything supernatural until she'd been turned. But Pandora, at least, was trying to throw off and hold back her natural instincts around Kaleigh. From what she could tell, the other girl wasn't doing the same. At the very least, her cousin was attempting not to kill her, which Pandora was grateful for. Still, the pent-up frustration on the matter of her cousins was only part of the reason she was on the brink of snapping. The other reason, unfortunately, was human, and related to Kaleigh. That girl, that human girl - her blood singer. Pandora grit her teeth subconsciously at the phrase. She hated the attraction, although she was still trying to figure out if it was simply to the girl's blood or the girl herself. If it was the latter, Pandora's anger would only increase, so she was busy trying to convince herself it was just the girl's blood that attracted her.

No. Now was the not the time to think about everything that was making her act so differently than normal. There weren't quite that many people who knew what she'd been like, since she had kept to herself two years ago in Forks. Anyone who did was more than likely somewhat concerned with her sudden change in character. Pan was normally a very quiet, gentle person. She had always been a bookworm, and the phrase 'silent but deadly' seemed to apply to her with her vampire status. Lately, it wasn't hard to see the difference. The way she moved and talked made her frustration clear. She nearly always had an aura of annoyance around her, and it was all too easy for simple comments that would have normally made her frown and chide to make her lash out completely. It was a wonder why she hadn't snapped just yet, but it was bound to happen, and soon. Something was going to push her off the edge, and when it did, it wasn't going to be pretty or good for anyone. Then again, that was precisely why she was here at the library. She could only hope a book would, for however brief a time, calm her down enough to allow her to think more clearly - or even just act normal for once. She hadn't been able to do that for a while.

Her soft footfalls - the only thing soft about her at the moment - wandered into the mystery section, her fingers running along the spines of the books lightly, her eyes tracing over the words quickly with no titles jumping out at her. As she reached the end of the aisle, she turned a corner and almost immediately turned around - romance books. Those were not books she was fond of. A sudden idea hit her, and she moved as quickly as possible without looking inhuman across the library to the children's section. It might seem odd to some people, an eighteen-year-old girl ( or so most of them thought that was how old the thirty-year-old was ) in the children's section, but that was fine by her. The book she was looking for could only be found there, and as her eyes found it, a small smile fell upon her lips. A Wind in the Willows. A classic book for children, yet containing so much advanced vocabulary Pandora had never understood why it was for children. Still, she didn't honestly have time to care, and so pulled the book off the shelf gently, walked over to a chair and settled in it. As she pulled the book open to the first page, breathing normally, her nose caught the scent of a certain werewolf she was familiar with. Hissing quietly between her teeth, she kept her eyes cast on the page, willing herself to enter the world of the Water Rat and Mole and all of the others.

[kaleigh nicole black]

with everything around based on principle,

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wouldn't it be nice to never be alone in this wasted life?[/color][/font]

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[/i] Kaleigh Black. It made her snort, just a bit, whenever her packmates or family jokingly referred to her as such already, in all sarcastic humor hiding the sense of pride. It was an accomplishment, Kaleigh recognized that much, but to her it felt less like a mark of intelligence than of, well, diligence. And a small part of her, however tiny and insignificant it was, felt it more shameful than anything, given the fact she had only (okay, not 'only', but it was a driving factor) studied and pushed herself so hard in college to distract herself from everything she left behind, so much that she attained her degree a year earlier than what would be considered normal.

Although,[/color] Kaleigh casually intercepted, amusing herself somewhat, what would be considered normal didn't quite mean being born in a family full of werewolves, either.[/color] Initially, when she had first phased, the memory altogether had not been pleasant, especially when coupled with the fact it lead to the break up of her first girlfriend, the first girl Kaleigh had genuinely managed to care for deeply. But through a certain amount of healing (and furthermore focused training to get her phasing under control, even as a young wolf) she had grown to embrace her birthright as a Black and descendant from her forefathers who had the same responsibility bestowed upon her.[/size]
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APPAREL
MUSIC wasted - cartel
WITH pandora.
SETTING the library!
NOTES NOT DONE