Violet Jordan Rule #1 of being a superhero: No tights.
Dear Diary,
By now you know I‘m hardly a normal girl. Last night I woke up naked in an alley after fighting off some werewolves. All in a day‘s work, I guess. I thought I was dealing pretty well with the whole werepanther thing: the training, the apocalyptic prophecies. And the hot guy following me around, protecting me at every turn, is definitely a bonus. I‘m even starting to become accustomed to the bloodshed and the violence—and that‘s what scares me. What will tomorrow bring? . . .