I woke with a start. I was always that way, never being able to relish in the morning sun like others. Many considered me one of the luckier star signs, having a gorgeous cloud house. But the things I had were never necessarily the things I needed. I needed love, a friend, better qualities. I would give up everything I had for these things. I got up and looked below me at the tops of the green trees and buildings. I longed to visit that world so desperately, but I wasn't allowed. Instead I had to roam the skies above, jealousy growing inside me at the happiness of the clouds and the birds, even the other star signs. But my jealousy grew mostly for Leo. The great lion was loved like no other star sign, handsome, and oh so brave. Virgo and the Gemini twins mooned over him mostly, but I secretly loved him too. Although I knew I was no match for Virgo, as popular as she was, I watched him run about the sky, wishing he'd notice me. Jealousy and love, two totally different feelings yet I felt both for him? Impossible, you might say, yet it was true. I stripped from my night gown and put on my gorgeous white, pink, and blue dress, with straying tendrils at the bottom. With my brush I groomed the curly blonde hair and did my makeup. Putting on my golden shoes, I wondered how I had gotten all of these treasures. I had always just HAD them, since I could remember. The dress grew with me, as the shoes. I have always had my house, yet there was no trace of me ever having parents. Sometimes I thought about it, and wondered if the other star signs thought about it too. With a sigh, I floated out the door, and wandered the skies like I did every day of every week, every week of every month, every month of every year. Wondering.
