Cancer's POV

*Flashback*

A hand covered both of my eyes behind me while I was walking to class. I seriously almost tripped.

"Guess who?" the voice said.

I smiled. I know that voice from anywhere. "Lucas!"

I turned around to see Lucas' face smiling with excitement. He brought me closer to him and kissed me right there in the hallway.

Lucus is my boyfriend, of course. He and I are high school sweethearts, as my mom says it. We were both voted for prom queen and king and also for homecoming. I guess you could say I was popular, but I'd rather not sound too cocky with the word.

He had his hands on my waist and ended our kiss, giving me a dim look. "I wish you didn't have to move tonight."

I nodded my head in agreement. "Me neither. But you know my dad. Always finding a new job. Except this one is going to be hundreds of miles away from here," I say, pouting of the thought of leaving my boyfriend.

He was holding both of my hands now. "We don't have to break up though," he says, giving me a weak smile.

I nodded and smiled at him. "Yeah, I know that." I gave him a peck on his lips as he smiled too.

We were looking in each other's eyes right now. I never thought that I could love someone this much before. I wish I never had to move. We've always thought about a future together. We've been best friends ever since the third grade. And here we are now. Seperating as juniors in high school.

"You know," he says. "We don't have to go to class."

I cocked my head at him and gave him a smirk. I've never missed class in my life. "Lucas, this is the last time I'm going to be at this school. I don't think I want to skip."

He was playing with my fingers on both of my hands now as he was smiling. "I know, but it's also our last day together."

I scoffed. "Not our last. We'll always try to visit each other," I say.

"I know, but don't you want to know what I have planned for us?"

I tilted my head seeing his big goofy smile. "What do you have in mind?"

Lucas lets go of my hands and puts his up in surrender. "Nope! You want to go to class, remember?"

I playfully punched him. "What do you have in mind, Lucas?"

He just stood there acting all innocent. I gave him a death stare so that he would spill whatever he was going to say.

He held a hand out for me to take it. Without hesitation, I grabbed it. We were both running outside of the school to his truck parked outside. When we were both in the car, we literally just sat there.

"Well?" I ask him.

He laughed. "I'm going to take you anywhere that you want to go. You name it. I'll pay it," he says giving me his really attractive smirk.

I tapped my chin. "Hmm. Anywhere?"

He threw his hands up. "Anywhere. Wherever you want to go."

I smiled at him as he smiled at me back. I placed a hand on the back of his head and pushed him closer to me and kissed him passionately. I could feel the both of us smiling while our eyes were closed, still kissing. I really love my boyfriend.

I ended our little makeout session that only lasted for about 20 whole seconds. He sat back up in the driver seat and gave me a sleepish smile.

"How about the beach?" I ask for approval.

He tilted his head at me. "The beach in the winter?"

I rolled my eyes. "We don't need bathing suits or neeed to get in the water. We can just have a bonfire or something," I say.

He looked at me with another smirk and looked ahead. "To the beach it is!"

Lucas and I were driving to the beach, listening to tunes on our way there. I love him. He's always been so sentimental about his feelings towards me. He never acted like he didn't care. He showed me how special I was and didn't care what anybody thought of our cheesy relationship. He was just perfect.

"Okay, so," he began as we were by the beach, "I have blankets in the back of the truck; we can get something to eat after, and there was one more thing, hmmm." He started tapping his chin, getting in thinking mode. "Oh, right! And this!"

He leaned in to give me soft pecks on the lips. He pulled away while I was hungry for more, but he was obviously teasing me.

"But that's for later," he says smirking at me.

I rolled my eyes as he got out the car. "Lucas, I'm really going to miss you." I get out of the truck too.

He popped his truck open as he was getting a few blankets. "I'm gonna miss you too, Cance. We're only 17 though. When we're both 18, we'll be able to maybe go to the same college if you're down."

I grabbed the blankets from him and rose a brow. "That seems like forever."

He shrugged. "I know, but it'll work."

I've never done long distant relationships before. I mean, this is the first boyfriend I had that's been so committed into being in my life. He was everything to me as I was to him. Now I'm leaving my friends, my school, and him. All of this is going to fucking suck.

I looked down at the sand that was cold and rough. "Can you hold this real quick?" I say gesturing to the blankets I took from him.

He took them without hesitation. I can tell he knew that I was about to say something. I looked at him and gave him a smirk. "Race you there!"

I started running toward where the wind was blowing. I already knew where I wanted us to sit at to have a bonfire. Lucas cursed under his breath as he was chasing me. Nobody really came to the beach in the winter, so it was just me and him. Running around like five year olds without parents.

The both of us were laughing as he started to chase me, getting the cold, rough sand in my winter boots. When he caught up with me, he hugged me from behind, covering me with the blankets. We both fell on the cold sand laughing our asses off. I didn't even care if my hair was getting sandy.

"You're a whole mess, Cance."

I sit up using one elbow for support. "Yeah, I know," I shrugged.

He stood back up and placed the blankets on the sand. He then reached a hand out to me for me to take. His blonde hair was blowing in the cold air, but he didn't look the slightest cold.

I took it as he helped me up. "Wouldn't want your hair to get messy."

I rolled my eyes. "You think I care about that? I'm here," I say hugging him with a blanket still wrapped around me, "with you. On the beach in the winter. That's all that matters."

He smiled at me with his really attractive grin. Lucas was everything I ever needed. He made me feel so complete.

°°°

The next morning, I was hundreds of miles away from Lucas. I promised myself not to cry, but promises don't last forever.

"Cance, are you sure you have everything?" my dad asked me.

I was in the backseat of the truck with my dad in the driver's and my mom in the passenger. "Yeah, dad, I got everything." I looked out the window to see the town I was leaving from again. Y'know, one last time.

When we finally got to our new house, the first thing I did was call Lucas. He still seemed pretty sad that I moved too. I hated leaving him. I wish we never moved to begin with.

"I mean, the house is pretty big too," I say, carrying my bags upstairs to my new room. "Much bigger than my last home."

He gave me a weak laugh. "Then I hope you'll love your new house."

I dropped my bags in my room. "I mean, I guess. I just really miss you, school, my cheerleading teammates." I sighed as I sat on one of the bags I brought into my new room, "I never wanted to leave."

He was quiet for a second. "Cancer, y'know I miss you like crazy. All we need to do is just keep in contact with each other."

I nodded. "Yeah. That's not a problem."

"Cancer!!!" my mom yelled from downstairs.

I sighed and put the phone on my chest so I wouldn't scream from Lucas' end of the line. "Hold on! I'm talking to Lucas!"

"Cancer, I need you to go to the grocery store for us!"

I rolled my eyes. "Can't dad go? Oh! Or maybe you could finally buy me a car!" I suggested.

"Now, Cancer!" she yelled back at me.

I sat up from the bag and put the phone back to my ear. "Sorry," I say walking down the stairs and rolling my eyes, "my mom wants me to go to the grocery store. I can still talk to you on my way there."

"Okay, sounds good."

My dad threw me his car keys as I was going through the door. I saw a girl outside in the new neighborhood. She had curly brown hair and her skin was a soft melanin. She had black gym leggings and a coral gym sweatshirt, taking a jog outside. She looked about my age.

"Grace and Joseph wants to talk to you," Lucas says to me.

The girl that was jogging saw me, smiled, and waved at me. I shyly waved back as she continued to run to wherever she was headed to.

"Cancer!!! I miss you so much! The whole cheerteam are, like, doomed without you. And Lucas is over here crying like a little baby," my friend, Grace, says.

I started chuckling as I got in my dad's truck. "Was not!" I heard Lucas say.

"Babe, let me talk to her. Hey, Cance! What's up?" Joseph says, taking Lucas' phone away from his girlfriend.

"Oh, y'know. Moving. Going to the grocery store for my new house. All of that shitty changes," I say, cranking the car and pulling out the driveway.

"Ahh, that sounds lame. Now I see why Lucas is over here crying."

"I'm not crying!"

"Yeah, yeah, whatever."

I could hear the phone shuffle to somebody else. "Anyway," Grace started saying, "how far away are you?"

"Hundreds of miles."

"Ooh! She's hundreds of miles away," she repeats.

"Damn!" I could hear Joseph cursing under his breath.

"Can I have my phone back?" I hear the phone shuffle again to somebody else. I started to giggle. "Hey, sorry about that," Lucas tells me.

I was still laughing. "It's fine. Hey, I'll talk to you later when I have the chance. My phone's about to die."

He sighed. "Why didn't you charge it?"

"Um, I was texting you the whole way here, silly," I say.

He started laughing. "Oh, yeah! We'll I'll talk to you later. I love you, Cance."

I smiled. "I love you too, Lucas,"

"Awww, he misses his girl!" I hear Joseph in the back say.

"Babe, shut up."

Lucas laughed then hung up. I really miss him. I miss Grace and Joseph. I miss it there in general. Why the hell did we have to move?

When I was in the store, I bought everything that I liked, not even caring what Mom and Dad wanted. If they wanted to get what they want, they could've gone here themself.

I went to the cashier and he started scanning my things. The guy also looked to be around my age. He had very dark brown hair that I could've mistaken for black. He was really tall and kind of muscular too. I read his nametag and it said "Scorpio."

"Scorpio?" I mumbled to myself. I didn't even realized I sounded rude. What kind of name is Scorpio?

The cashier scoffed. "Yeah. What about it?" he asked in a rude tone.

I was thrown back. I wasn't used to this much sass. What the hell was his problem? "It's just a weird name to me," I say, trying to laugh. He didn't laugh with me.

I gave him my credit card and he looked at it. "Cancer? You make fun of my name when you're named after a disease," he says, laughing now.

My face went red. He saw this and laughed more as he was swiping the card.

"Scorpio, remember the policy," one of the workers said to him.

He stopped laughing and rolled his eyes at him. I can tell he hated his job or something. He gave me back my card and told me to sign on the screen. I did just that, and he was on his phone, not even paying attention to give me my reciept.

I stood there patiently. Then I grew impatient after a while. There were already people behind me that moved to another lane to buy their things because of his lack of responsibility. "Ahem," I cleared my throat.

He looked up at me with his phone still in his hand. He snatched the receipt and threw it in one of the grocery bags. "Thanks, come again," he says, not sounding at all cheerful like the rest of the workers.

This place has some really bad service. I don't know if it's just that weird Scorpio guy or this place in general. So far, I already wanted to go back home to my boyfriend.

*End of Flashback*

Now, it's 11:45PM. All the zodiacs, excluding the Fire Signs, decided to throw Scorpio a big night when it hits midnight. The whole throwing a party for Scorpio was obviously my idea. Everyone else just went along with it, except for the Fire Signs of course.

Right now, I didn't know what to do. I knew I wanted to celebrate my best friend's birthday, but we're kind of avoiding each other right now. I talked to Pisces about it, and he already knows that I like Scorpio. I think everybody knows except Scorpio himself.

"Cancer!" Pisces yelled to me.

I sit back up from the kitchen table. I was sitting there alone waiting for him. "Yeah?"

Pisces came in thr kitchen with tons more of alcohol. "Do you want a drink?"

I shook my head. "I don't want to get drunk until it's Scorpio's birthday."

He nodded in understandment and placed all the bottles in the cooler. "Is he talking to you now?" he asks, eyes still fixated on getting more alcohol in the cooler.

"Nope," I say slouching back down at the table and placing my chin in the palm of my hand.

He went to walk over to me now. "He'll talk to you sooner or later," he reassured me.

I blew a strand of hair from my face. "How do you know that?"

He shrugged. "Because you're best friends."

I gave him a weak smile. Maybe Scorpio won't be mad at me anymore if I go through with the whole throwing a party thing for him.

"The only thing I don't understand is why I'm the bad guy in this. It's not that I don't want him to have any other friends. It's just that I want him to be with me. Is that too much to ask for?" I say to Pisces.

He looked up for a second as if he was thinking. "Cancer, to be fair, he hangs out with you all the time. He doesn't have many friends because of that."

I scoffed. "What do you know about friends? Don't you only have two of them?"

He rolled his eyes. "Now you're just taking your anger out on me and that's not fair. Look," he says sitting by the table with me, "if he really wants to be your friend, which I'm sure he does, he'll make an effort into that. There's no way Scorpio could hate you out of all people."

I just kept sighing. I saw that this made Pisces kind of annoyed.

"Cancer, I believe you that you don't mind if he has other friends. What's really bothering you to make you mad at Scorpio every other second?" he asked me.

I shrugged. "I'm not mad at him. I'm just, I don't know, hurt?" I ask myself out loud.

He was nodding. "Okay, that's a start. What are you hurt about?"

I tried thinking harder. I didn't want to vent, but I've been doing it all night. Pisces was right. Scorpio hangs out with me all of the time. Why the hell do I feel some type of way when he's not hanging out with me?

Pisces waited patiently for my answer. I shrugged at my own confusion. Even I didn't know why.

"Cancer, I know you well enough to not be much of a jealous type," he begins, "so I won't say it's because your feelings for him are in the way. This is something much deeper than that."

I bit my bottom lip trying to figure my own self out. It seemed like Pisces knew about me more than I knew about me. Can't he just tell me why I feel like this?

Pisces sat there patiently again. He made me feel like I didn't have to rush with anything.

"I don't know. I really don't know, Pi," I say to him.

He nodded. "It's okay. Just take your time. You go ahead and think about that while I set up the things you planned for him," he says, smiling at me.

I gave him a weak smile as he sat up and left the kitchen. I was sitting at the kitchen table alone, but this time, being alone right now didn't bother me. I tried to gather up all of my thoughts as to why. I knew it wasn't the feelings I had for Scorpio made me feel some type of way. As much as I wanted to convince myself that was the problem, I just knew it wasn't it. That was too easy to blame. Pisces was right. This was something deeper that's bugging me.

*Flashback*

I was facetiming Lucas about two months after I moved from him. I didn't want to facetime him. I wanted to call or even text. But this is the best option I had right now.

"Hey, Cance," Lucas says to me. I see him smiling with joy as he saw my face pop on his screen.

I waved and gave him the best smile I could. I was bad at hiding my emotions, so he knew something was obviously up.

"What's wrong?" he asked me. His smile was dimming.

"Lucas, I don't think I can do it anymore," I say, not even thinking about beating around the bush.

He had a face full with hurt. "Do what? What do you mean?"

I was shaking my head. Just seeing his face makes me want to cry for what I was going to do. "Be in a relationship. I don't think I want to do it anymore."

He squinted his eyes at me. "Cancer, is this some sort of joke?" he asked me, almost laughing but face still covered with hurt.

I bit my upper lip. "Look, Lucas, you've been great to me and all. You're the first person I've fell in love with. I know that 'til this day, you're still loyal to me. But being away from you is too hard. It's been two months! Two months and it's driving me crazy."

He was silent for a second. I could see his messy blonde hair and him wearing a white t-shirt. He was probably going to sleep before I facetimed him.

"Can't you wait any longer?" he says. "I am." His eyes were filled with sadness and confusion. He didn't look like he was about to cry, but I could tell by his soft eyes he will when the call is over.

I hung my head down. "Lucas, long distant relationships aren't my thing. I know you're not flirting with no other girl. That's not what I'm afraid of. It's just that," I paused myself thinking of the right words to say after,"what's the point of being in a relationship if we're not physically there? I need someone who's here!"

He sounded a bit frustrated now. "Cancer, don't you think it's killing me too? I'm willing to wait as long as you could too."

I shrugged my shoulders and held my head up so he could see a few tears down them. My face was almost red as I tried not to break down in front of him. "Well I'm not. I'm too impatient, Lucas," I say, not even caring how broken my voice was fighting the urge to cry.

He had a tear down his face. One single tear. Never has he ever cried in front of me or anybody else before. I was breaking him. It was for the better. I couldn't wait any longer. "Okay," was all he said. His voice almost broke.

I exhaled an exhausting and broken breath. "I still love you, Lucas. Don't think it's because I stopped," I say to him.

He nodded and gave me a weak smile. "Yeah," he says almost laughing, "I still love you too."

I smiled now, still letting tears drop from my face. Another tear trickled from his face as he was smiling with me. "We're still good, Lucas?" I ask him.

He nodded. "Of course, Cance. We always are."

I smiled at him again as he smiled at me. We both looked like hot messes right now. He let out a breath and ran his fingers through his hair. "I'm going to sleep right now," he says to me.

I nodded. "Okay."

"I'll call you tomorrow. Goodnight. I love you."

I wiped the tears that were on my cheek, knowing that Lucas and I were still good. "Goodnight, Lucas. I love you too."

He smiled at me before he turned his phone off. I turned mine off and exhaled whatever was in my throat. I then started to smile. I was lucky to have someone who didn't take it the wrong way. He was so understanding with it all. I promise myself, I'm not going to date anyone anytime soon. Lucas was still a big part of my heart that needed to be healed.

"So," a voice says to me. I turned around in the hall of my new house to see the curly haired, soft melanin skinned girl by the wall. "How'd it go?"

I nodded my head. "He took it extremely well," I say, still wiping the tears from my cheeks.

She smiled at me. "I'm glad you're both cool," she says.

I nodded my head again. All of my tears just kept running down. They weren't sad tears. They were happy tears. She pulled me into a hug.

"Don't cry, Cance," she says to me.

She was a really great friend. Thank God I met someone I could lead on at this new place. "It was just right love at the wrong time," I say, hugging her back.

She was rubbing my back for comfort. "I'm here for you. For anything," she said. She pulled away from the hug and held both of my hands.

At this moment, I knew that she would be one of the most closest friends I would meet here. Everything about her brought me joy. She made sure I was alright, even though she met me two months ago.

I smiled. "Thanks, Gem."