It's amazing the things you do to escape from the things you always catch yourself doing. Things you do to break out of the mold you have been paced in by your peers. Trying to change what others think of you, trying to change their opinions by being yourself no matter what they think.
I try so much, so often, that I feel that I am missing something important. Am I doing everything I can not to cross the lines that others have drawn? Lines that place me where I feel I do not belong, ever.
My name is Kaitlin Anderson, and I never wanted anything but to be normal. Too bad the writing on the wall will never let me be that. I am the daughter of a powerful demon Lord, probably the only white O-Toraoni ever to have existed, and one of the only to be lost during the dispute between the clans. That much I know, there is a great deal more that I'm sure that I don't know.
I should be in school right now, but my mother came to pull me out of classes early today, something about a guest coming over that I have to meet for some reason. I wish I knew more about him, all she said is that he's the son of one of my father's friends from Japan.
Could he be part of the clan that my father was from? One of the human members? I know that the clans are made of both human and demon members.
Mom's calling up the stairs now, I best get down. After all, our guest is waiting...
