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Pisces POV

"OH MY GOD!" I yell.

"What!" Libra pops up from her laying position.

We're all sitting in a room on a Friday, bored because there's nobody to teach and nothing to do.

"We should have a sleepover!" I say.

"Oh," Libra lies back down, disappointment in her face.

"What the fuck? Are you like five?" Scorpio says from his leaning position on the wall. He continues throwing and catching a ball.

"It's an idea at least.. I mean, what else are we gonna do?" Aquarius says.

"I'm down!" Cancer perks up. I smile.

"Well, if she's in, I guess.." Gemini says.

"You dipshits have nothing better to do." Scorpio laughs, throwing the ball to Leo. He catches it, amused at Scorpio's ignorance.

"I'll go," Leo says.

"Well what are you gonna do all weekend, Scorpio?" Virgo says, her arms crossed.

"I'm in, biitchhheeess!" Taurus says.

"Are you mental?" Capricorn says from his corner.

"Probably," Taurus shrugs.

"Okay, so... Me, Taurus, Gemini, Leo and Cancer? Anyone else?"

"Why not?" Sag says, smiling at me.

"Well, if Sag is going, I'll go." Libra says.

"Fuck you all, I'm coming!" Aries says.

"Where did you come from?" Scorpio says. Everyone's eyes go to Aries. He wiggles his eyebrows.

"Hell," Cap says.

"What's wrong with you?" Cancer asks.

"Everything!" Scorpio answers for him.

"Shut the fuck up, you ass!" Cap says.

"Hey!" Leo shouts. Everyone looks at him. "I'm going." He says with a shrugs of his shoulder.

"Fuck it! I'm in." Capricorn says.

"That leaves Virgo, Aquarius, and Scorpio. Guys?" I glance at them.

"Oh, yeah I thought I made it clear, I'm in." Virgo says.

"Same." Aquarius says.

We all stare at Scorpio.

"I hate all of you." He says with irritation. "Fine."

"Great! See you all tonight. Now get out of my office." I say sternly.

They all leave. Aquarius and Libra are last to leave and I notice him wrap his arm around her shoulder. Strange. I didn't know they were together.

4 Hours Later: 8:45 pm

The aroma of popcorn fills the house as I open the microwave and empty the bag into a bowl. A knock sounds at the door. I lick the butter off my fingers and open.

"First arrived, Capricorn!"

"Ugh, your cheerfulness bothers me." He slips by me and into the house. "Smells incredible. Where's the food?"

"Umm," I walk over to the counter. He follows.

"Thanks," he says, eating a handful of the popcorn.

"Sandwich?" I ask, taking a tray out of the fridge.

"Oh," he says. "Sure." He thanks me again and puts a sandwich in a paper plate.

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