01| virgo, leo

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I lay on my bed. The world was messed up. If only we could make it better. 

I'm Violet Parkers. I am 16 and I have always been a big believer. I guess you could say I'm gullible, or take things literally. I like history. I like space. And I am always listening. But do I say anything? No. I know some secrets about people, and pretend like I don't. I know various secrets about August. She is a new girl to our school. Someone told me she was born in October. Her horoscope would be scorpio. 

I am best friends with a boy. Odd for a girl. I don't like hanging around girls. Especially people like Lydia Walter, a libra. Lydia causes lots of drama. I met my best friend Leo, a leo, in middle school. Since then, we have been best friends. Leo is into photography. I am into horoscopes, as you can see. I write down everyones horoscope, if I find out what month they were born in and what day. I know all the horoscopes by heart. Virgo, Leo, Cancer, Gemini, Scorpio, Libra, Pisces, Aries, Taurus, Capricorn, and Sagittarius. 

People think horoscopes are useless. I think otherwise. It is already spring. My mom says I should stop worrying about the horoscopes of the girls on my soccer team. One girl, who I think was a sagittarius, said the same thing, and now a couple of girls on the team won't speak or cheer for me. I have to admit, I am the best goalie. Speaking of soccer, I should get ready. I am usually late. Before I could think of anything else, my eyes closed. 

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I am Leo Pritchett. Or my best friend Violet would say, 'leo the lion' because of my horoscope. It is truly weird. My parents knew I was going to be a leo, so they named me Leo. My cousin thought of that. She is almost exactly like Violet. She loves horoscopes and space, she's pretty much a Violet clone. Except, she has short blonde hair instead of the pretty auburn hair Vi has. Violet really is beautiful, but I don't like her or anything. Everyone thinks Lydia Walters and the new girl August are the prettiest in the school, but Violet is gorgeous. 

I looked at my watch. It was almost 6:30. My sister was doing ballet, and my parents allowed me to go over to Vi's house. I knew she was going to be late for soccer. I hopped on my bike and made my way there. I took the 'horoscope notepad' where we keep all of the horoscopes of people, and tossed it into my bag. I was almost there until I ran straight into a girl with brown hair. She glared, and walked off. I instantly knew who that was. August, the new girl. As I walked with my bike around the corner, I realized Violet's dad's car wasn't there. So she went to soccer. Her mom works late, so her dad would be the only one to take her. I turned on my heel and followed August. 


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