AN: So this is my first posted fanfic so please no flames. I love critical reviews but no pure hate reviews please, I've seen so nasty ones. I'm going to try and update weekly if not sooner and I will tell if i can't update that week. Please review ^^ ~Nix
Cassandra was dreaming, and remembering it, which was odd in her case. You see she never really remembers he dreams, only little snippets. Cassandra wasn't your average 13 year old girl. She was what most categorized as a gothic tomboy. She wasn't afraid to get her hands dirty and work. She never wore pink and always tried to wear black, though her father wasn't very supportive of this fact. She never wore make up in fact she despised the stuff. Cassandra never did anything special with her brown naturally curly hair; it was always pulled back in a halfhearted ponytail, occasionally it would get put in pigtails but it wasn't often. Her faded turquoise eyes were usually graced by smudgy, black framed glasses. She was a large built girl and was slightly chubby at a height 5 foot 4 inches.
Cassandra was socially awkward and only had a few friends that she met through her online schooling. Her only true friend was a girl she met during her short period of public schooling was Claire. Claire had bright blue eyes and has straight blonde hair. Claire was slightly shorter then Cassandra at 5 foot 1 inch. Claire had just gotten Cassandra hooked on anime and so far she had only seen two, Death Note, and Kuroshitsuji/Black Butler.