Her Romeo wasn't a character from a Shakespearian play. Her Romeo was an "overgrown husky" with dark fur and yellow eyes that followed her everywhere- crazily, even into her dreams.
View MorePandora Williams is a small town girl who's in love with music and the road. She never stays in one place for too long because it may hold her captive and away from her freedom. She enjoys the feel of the wind as she drives down abandoned roads filled with dried grass and the horizon behind her as she heads towards the unknown.
She lives her life, always exploring more. She wants to be free and she is. She is free. She's freed herself from all responsibilities and all she cares about is herself and her arts.
Everything from her ripped shorts that she’s one too many times to her colourful neon coloured hair is original. She sings from the top of her lungs when her favourite song comes on the radio and she loves creating beautiful music.
She sings every night in all kinds of cafés and you'll find her in the streets during the day, singing for the crowds and living her life off of tips.
Moving to this town Vityhill; she's ready to bless their ears with her talent.
She finds herself somehow drawn into a pet store, and right in the corner, past all of the cute puppies and kittens, she somehow picks the "overgrown husky".
There begins the most beautiful relationship and she can't explain why she's so attached to this animal. It's the biggest most terrifying dog she's ever seen in her life, but to her it's nothing but a gentle giant.
It's only a matter of time before a handsome stranger comes knocking on her doorstep, saying the most absurd things and her life is never the same.
There's no running after that...she can never get away from this
"Give me one more second please," I exclaimed from the safety of the bathroom as I looked at myself in the rusted and dirty mirror. I smiled as I applied the cheap red lipstick to my lips, rubbing my lips against each other to evenly spread the colour.
The old beat up wooden door swung open as Romeo and I entered the motel room. I walked over to the bed and sat down on it before I let out a satisfied groan and laid my back on it. Even though the springs of the bed were broken and it was uncomfortable, I was just glad to be lying down in a bed.
We were nearing another town and it had felt like we had been alone for decades. It felt good to finally see signs on the road indicating that we were nearby and we could find both gas and food, and I could shower and change. Well, maybe I wouldn't have the privilege of a shower but I can bath out of the sink of a bathroom like I've done so before.
Wade and I were back on the road and the sound of music playing on the radio was filling the silence in the car. I was enjoying not talking, simply, being, I guess you could say. Wade had turned the radio station to a southern one and we had to listen to country music.I'm not a
I opened my eyes again and when I looked around, I found us driving through a small vacant town- the kind of town where the homes were abandoned, withered and old. It looked haunted to be quite honest.I partly wondered how long I had been asleep because it seemed like we had dr
We were back in the car and Wade was casually driving the car. His eyes briefly on the road before his bright yellow orbs collided with my mediocre brown ones and he raised an eyebrow, "what?" he asked me with a smirk on his face even though he knew exactly what I was waiting for.
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