"Hey, don't worry. You're going to be fine. We're going to be fine." Says Pisces as she rubs Virgos arms, trying to comfort her.

"I don't know. We barely know anyone here, and there's a ton of upperclass men, what if they're mean?"

"If they're mean, they can fuck off. We'll show them who the real queens are." Pisces says with a sly grin.

     "Alright" Groans Virgo.

     "Let's go. We don't want to be late."

     "We have creative writer workshop first."

      As they race across campus, they run into a gloomy redhead.

     "Oh, sorry ladies." He says with his head down, reading a binder in his hand. As he rushes off without a backward glance, an obnoxious nerdy dude slides into Pisces and Virgo's brisk pace.

       "Sorry for my roommates rudeness ladies. It's not you, Capricorn's always like that. By the way, I'm Sagittarius, you can call me Sag."

       "Hey Sag. I'm Pisces, but I is Virgo." Pisces waves her hand to Virgo.

       "But we really need to get going, we're going to be late." Pisces says while wringing her hands out of nervousness. As Virgo grabs her hand and rushes off with her, Pisces breathes out a sigh of relief. She'll always love the way Virgo can drag her out of awkward situations, quite literally. As they make it in class just before the bell rings, they both flop into there seats.

"I-I really need to workout more." Gasps Pisces, as she holds her sides.

       "It feels like someone is stabbing me in my ribs." Agrees Virgo. As we scan over the few people in this class with us, Pisces catches the eyes of a familiar face.

       "Hey Pisces. You're a writer too?" Asks Scorpio.

       "Yeah. Oh, and this is my friend Virgo."

       "Hey Scorpio." Says a suddenly shy Virgo.

"Hey. Anyways, what genre do you like to write?"

"I prefer Mystery. What about you?"

"Hm. We seem to have a lot in common. I write mysteries too."

         "Please sit down, Mr. Scorpio." Says our teacher, Ms. Schmidt.

         "This class will be pretty flexible. I'll put a daily writing prompt on the board, and you have to make a short story out of it, ranging from 600-1000 words. I expect you to submit it and have it done the morning after it's assigned, before this class starts. I will then give you honest reviews on each of your stories. That's I'll we'll be doing the first few days, so you can get used to the routine. Now, it's time to begin. I'm excited to see the talent that each of you hold."
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As Aquarius rushes off to class, she decides to take a shortcut through the huge and dramatic library. As stumbles across the bookshelves of books, she trips over something rather hard. As she looks to see what it was, expecting it to be just a book that had fallen off, she stifles a scream as she sees a cadaverous body, with knife in there chest.