The Zodiac Story

So We Can Escape!

Leo's POV / / / / / / / / / / / / / / / / / / / /

"Who is it?", I call. "Me!" "I don't know who me is.", I giggle. "Just let me in Leo!" "Okay fine!", I whine as I get up to open the door. "What's up Aries?", I ask. "I wanted to know if you were okay with all that happened.", he says with a smile. "Uh yeah, it's cool, I just can't believe that Gemini flipped sides for the day. That's a major pain in the butt.", I say. "Yeah.... we need a new table...", he says akwardly. "So you gonna wait there or come in?", I smile. "I was hoping I wouldn't have to order that you let me in.", he sighs in relief. "Uh what?", I ask sassily. "Nothing! ", he smiles, brushing it off like a leaf on his shirt.

I bring him over to where Candy is and we both sit down. "So Aries, uh.... how's it going?", Candy asks nervously. I just roll my eyes. "You wanna get everyone in here and see they're reactions?", I smile. "Why not? I'm bored as heck after that excitement died down.", he huffs. "K well... go get them. ", I scoff. He just rolls his eyes and walks out the door.

Then I grab Candy's hand and pull her to her feet. "Woah! Where we goin' Leo?", she asks uneasily. "We. Are going to ditch them to show them just how much we don't give a sh*t.", I explain with a sly smirk. She gasps but plasters the same mischievous expression on her face that I do, and I'm utterly shocked that she can pull it off already. "I love it. We're we going? ", she asks. "Don't know don't care, but we're going somewhere!", I say happily as I race out the room as quietly as possible (which is actually close to silent. ) "How do we get out if the house?", I whisper to my partner in crime. "Uh, the stairs?", she asks like I'm dumber than there being a sign represented by the scales in the zodiac. (Seriously, the early people couldn't have come up with something better than scales for you guys?!)

I groan. "We can't go down the stairs, everybody's down there! We need to get out from up here. Somehow....", I hiss. She perks up and smiles shyly. "Uh, my room, is made to look like the beach...", she mumbles. "Yes...?", I ask. "And there has to be a place for the water...", she says, using a tone that suggests that I should catch on now. I gasp in sudden realization. "So we can escape!", we say in unison.