Who We Are (A Zodiac Story)

POV: Pisces (Part 2)

After my repeated knocks on the door went unanswered, I turned towards Leo, who appeared visibly discontented with the situation.

"You try Leo," I tell him, my tone implying that perhaps his presence and words would have a better outcome.

In light of recent events, Capricorn grew apprehensive about Libra staying home by herself again and granted everyone a day off from school. Nevertheless, after dinner, Libra retreated to her room once more, locking herself inside. When Libra became a no-show at breakfast, Capricorn insisted that Leo and I accompany him in an attempt to draw her out.

Leo let out an exasperated groan, reluctantly stepping forward to take his turn. He raised his hand and banged on the door, the sound reverberating through the hallway. His voice, tinged with worry, carried through the closed door.

"Libs?" he called out, his tone pleading. "Would you please come out?"

A heavy silence hung in the air, unbroken by any response from within the room. The absence of a reply only prompted Capricorn to speak up, sensing the need for a different approach.

"Maybe I should talk to her?" Capricorn suggested, contemplating the best course of action.

"She won't even talk to me," Leo says, his hands rubbing his tired eyes.

Capricorn's confident smirk emerged as he chimed in, "Well, I've known her longer." With a touch of playful competitiveness, Capricorn decided to take matters into his own hands and approached the door. He raised his hand and knocked, but once again, there was no response.

However, Capricorn's patience quickly wore thin, and his tone turned more assertive. "Libra, if you don't come out, I'll have to force you." he warned, his voice firm and determined.

I couldn't help but chuckle at Capricorn's direct approach. Little did he know his efforts didn't require resorting to unconventional methods. As his voice alone had already stirred the sound of shuffling and movement behind the closed door.

Finally, Libra stepped out, capturing our attention with her stunning appearance. She wore a pink top that accentuated her figure, paired with a matching pink mini skirt that hugged her lower waist. Her choice of white heels elevated her stature, and her hair was elegantly curled. The makeup she wore enhanced her features, leaving us in awe of her beauty. As I caught a glimpse of my own attire, I couldn't help but feel a stark contrast to Libra's stunning ensemble. I was clad in a simple purple hoodie, a staple of my everyday wardrobe, paired with comfortable black leggings. The contrast between her stylish outfit and my casual attire made me briefly self-conscious.

As Libra smiled and gracefully ran her fingers through her hair, she began to walk away from us. We exchanged puzzled glances, unsure of how to interpret her actions.

"Bipolar?" Leo shrugged, attempting to make sense of her fluctuating behavior.

Capricorn rolled his eyes at Leo's assumption, and we trailed behind Libra, making our way out of the air hall until we reached the familiar comfort of the kitchen.

Leo pulled up a chair and joined Scorpio, Cancer, Taurus, and Sagittarius who were enjoying a late brunch together.

"Breakfast is on the table and so is the work you missed at school" Capricorn informs Libra. She expressed her gratitude with a nod and took a seat among the group.

Taurus, never one to shy away from flirting, couldn't help but offer a compliment. With a mischievous grin, he pointed his fork towards Libra, "You... are so hot."

Libra giggles at Taurus while Cancer, familiar with Taurus's antics, rolls her eyes in response. Cancer then shifted her focus to Libra, "How are you holding up?"
 
Libra reassured her with a smile, her voice filled with confidence. "Fine," she replied, aiming to alleviate any lingering concerns.