Zodiacs' Academy

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Ophiuchus POV

"Daniel!" I yell. "Daniel!" I yell again. He turns, obviously reluctant. I walk over to him quickly. He's standing by a blonde with green eyes.

"Hi," I say.

She crosses her arms and looks at me up and down.

"Can we talk?" I ask, completely ignoring the blondie.

"Um, hello! His girlfriend is right here." She says.

"Cool? I wasn't talking to you." I say dismissively. I look back at Daniel.

"Yeah, sure.. Liz, can you..."

"You really want to talk to her?" She says. Snob.

"You can go, Liz." He says, looking at her with bothered eyes.

She walks away, swaying her hips as she goes with confidence. I roll my eyes.

"Can we talk in private please?"

"If this is about us, I have a girlfriend, and-"

I shake my head. "Us? There was never an us. Nevermind, I just need to talk to you." I grab his wrist and pull him away from everyone. I take us into the Janitor's closet and close the door.

He scratches the back of his neck. "Umm, what was so important that you had to take me into a closet?"

"First off, are we still friends?"

"I mean, yeah, I guess. We haven't talked in a while, though."

"I have to tell you something crazy. You need to promise not to tell. If you tell, I will hate you forever."

"Wow, it must be big, then. I promise." He says.

"You know how I didn't have a house?" He nods. "Well, Leo informed me that... Have you heard of the 13th house?" He nods again. "I am the 13th house. It's not a myth. I am.. I am Ophiuchus, I have my own house."

His eyes go wide. "No, you're kidding."

"I swear."

"Honestly?"

"I wouldn't lie about this. That'd be a stupid thing to lie about."

He puts his hand on his head. "Wow... So what happens?"

"I had a few choices.. but I've made my final decision... And I wanna know what you think."

"Okay.. what is it?"

Leo's POV

I'm seriously considering asking Libra out. We've been hanging out a lot more recently, and she and Aquarius broke up, so she is single. I probably shouldn't ask now, though- with the whole Ophiuchus thing plus the fact that Thanksgiving is tomorrow and she's stressed.

But that is a great idea to get on her good side; help her. Make her show that I'm that type of guy... Because I am.

The next morning around 7 AM, I drive to her house.

"Leo? What are you doing here?" She lets me in and closes the door behind her. She's still in sweatpants and a sweatshirt with her hair in a messy bun. "It's so early."

"Happy Thanksgiving to you, too."

"Sorry, it's just I've got so much to do. And I don't need any distractions.." she trails off.

I smirk and cross my arms, "So, I'm a distraction?"

She puts her hand on her head. "No, that's not what I meant! You're just- it's just.. ugh!"

"Haha, no problem. Loosen up, it's a happy day. It's also a day to be thankful, which is why I'm here! I'm going to help me."

"Oh, thanks... But do you know how to cook...?"

"You'd be surprised. I make a killer feast."