Hey. I'm Aries, and I'm the oldest in our small group of 12. That makes me the leader; after me there's 11 others, but you'll meet them later. It's my turn to talk. This is the story of how we cope with the people we meet who claim to be us. Isn't that crazy? Well, I think so.
Anyways.
I can't talk too much now. You'll see me again later. I'm sure Cancer introduce me a bit more, or maybe Leo, whenever we have one of our huge fights and he ends up calling me names. He loves me anyways. But yes, I must go. It's my turn again in a few chapters, so don't miss me. Bye.
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The Zodiac Club
Science FictionWhat if the zodiac signs were actual people, in a special club? What if they weren't exactly what we portrayed them as? What if Cancer, the crybaby, was actually the most likely to break the rules? And Aries, the violent, was emotional at times? Thi...
