I'm so busy now! It's great to have out a new chapter after so long! I don't own these characters. Serena is really serious and cynical at times. They are scouts, but they've lost all need for their powers. Thus, they are out of practice, but none of that is important until later on. For now, feedback would be nice.

Horrible Horoscopes

Chapter 2

"I propose we all move into a house together!"

It was a Saturday, a day when most of us were off, and at that moment, I lost all credibility.

"Are you insane!-"

"-I can't live with her!-"

"I want my own room!"

"My God, Serena! The taxes would be horrible!-" That was definitely Ami.

This would take some work. "We already live in an apartment together! A house wouldn't be too bad." The mumbling grew louder, but I continued. "Besides, the whole 'three small rooms' thing is getting old."

Raye slowly nodded her head in agreement. "Two bathrooms is not enough for all of our stuff, and mornings are horrible."

"-And Raye is always in the bathroom-"

"You're always in the other one," whispered Ami, causing Mina to glare.

That meant there was one last person to talk to: Lita. I cornered her the moment she got home from her job at Royale as an assistant to the chef. A few choice words about the kitchen size had her in the palm of my hands.

"You know, this means our bills will go up considerably."

"I've thought about that, and, with Ami's help, I'm sure we can make ends meet. We just have to find the right place." Gnawing slightly on the inside of her cheek, Lita and I officially shook.

Soon, Raye, Mina, and I were scouting homes in our spare time while Ami and Lita figured out what we could afford. Finally, we settled on a small five bedroom home with three bathrooms. The move went smoothly, and, yadda, yadda, yadda, we all end up in the house.

One day before I went to work, Raye was reading a book, I was watching TV, and Mina was reading a magazine. It was the trashiest magazine you could buy in our area without wearing a trench coat and shades, but she loved it. Unfortunately, Raye did not, and after listening to the giggles and squeals for an hour, she blew up.

"What is so damn funny!" Her skin was blotched with anger spots and her eyes could sharpen daggers.

Mina blanched. "It-t was nothing. Really. It was just something on the page about someone…" Her voice fumbled on, hands fidgeting with the pages.

"Then, why are you blushing?"

"It's nothing-" Suddenly, Raye snatched the magazine away from her. After scanning the page, she almost started a fire.

"WHAT ARE YOU DOING WITH THIS TRASH!" I turned down Blind Date. This was starting to get pretty good.

"I-I was-"

"-ARE MY PREDICTIONS NOT GOOD ENOUGH!" I looked at the magazine and caught a glimpse of horoscopes. Bad move, Mina. "I'm always accurate, but you turn this… this trash were they are vague and STILL can't get it right?" Raye's arm flings back and chucks the magazine in my lap.

"…It's funny."

"It makes a mockery of my art." Raye closed her eyes and counted to ten. "However, I am sorry for yelling at you. After all, we are all adults and entitled to our choices. Now, if you'll excuse me, I have something to do." Upon saying that, she quickly left the room. There were to dark spots on the rug were she had stood.

"Tsk, tsk, tsk… We lose too many rugs that way." Mina, whose eyes were on the fire place, looked at me and smiled. "I think you should read her horoscope."

My eyes fluttered down to the page in front of me.

Aries-

Today, you need to control your temper. Relationships are too fragile to lose over a fight.

"Wow, Mina. That one is (surprisingly enough) accurate."

"I TOLD you!" she yelped, then covered her mouth, eyes following the path Raye took.

"STILL, that is a fairly obvious one. I mean, we all have arguments with at least one person everyday. It only makes sense to try to douse one of those flames before either person does something that might send them to jail." Her shoulders slumped. "However, there is always the chance. Let me read what it has to say about me."

Cancer-

Don't fear the night. Stay away from eggplants. Tell coworkers nothing about you. Absolutely nothing. At all times, aim for the clear.

I must have looked disturbed, because Mina touched my arm. "Serena, are you okay?"

"That's the worst horoscope I've ever read. Raye is right: they are trashy. Better luck next time, Mina." She grabbed the magazine as I rose to climb the stairs.

"Sere, are we still on for clubbing later?" I looked down.

"Sure, Mina." Unfortunately, even the thought of my job couldn't keep me from wishing I hadn't touched that newspaper.