I followed Philip through the maze of people, the entire school campus giving us strange looks and stares. I couldn't blame them, he would be the first ever Ophiuchus person born.

"Why can't you just tell me here?" I asked, wondering why we had to go all the way to a restaurant.

He shrugged. "Just trying to get some food while I'm at it."

I had to take a deep breath and exhale slowly in order to stop my eyes from rolling. "Okay, well then tell me on our way there."

Philip chuckled, shaking his head at me. "I think I'll pass."

***

We ended up at a Diner an hour away from school. For a moment I thought about how bad it was to ditch, and then I remembered how little I actually cared. Life of a high-schooler I guess.

We sat down in a booth, the window on the left side of me, as people walked back and forth around us. He didn't attempt to speak, he just watched me. I was used to calculated gazes, Cor gave them all the time along with Aria. But I wasn't used to his gaze, and I couldn't help but think how much I hated it.

"Aren't you going to talk?" I snapped as a waitress in a sunshine-yellow dress and a white apron tied around her waist walked to us. She winced, and the gave an apologetic look.

"Should I just come back later?" She asked warily, probably noticing the tension that could've easily been avoided.

Philip shook his head lightly, looking up and startling the woman. "No, no I think that's quite alright." He said, giving her a smirk that didn't fit his elegant facial features. It would've looked better on Cor.

I mentally scolded myself. Great. Every guy on this planet was going to remind of Cor, huh? Oh, easy solution. Go so pro-feminist, all the men seize to exist. That is an awesome plan A.

"I'll take a... Eggnog Mocha Venti." He smiled sweetly and then my thoughts changed. I liked his smile better than his smirk.

Yes. Plan A sounded extravagant, eliminate all of the male species. Woman will just have to evolve how to reproduce without men. I mean women do all the work anyways, right? See... already half-way through Plan A... already thinking like a pro-feminist.

"And you... ma'am." She asked, a slight quiver to her voice.

"Just a hot chocolate, thank you. And no, he's not illegal. Those aren't illegal contacts or illegal hair dye, he's the first ever Ophiuchus." I answered her un-asked question.

She sighed in relief, her cheeks growing hot. "Sorry I umm... I'll get those for you two."

He laughed cynically, a deep sound that I happened to only like on a single person. "You ruined my intimidation."

I shrugged impolitely. "Good. Now what do you know about my parents?" I had to know, it's the only reason I came here with him. That, and I needed a distraction.

He popped his knuckles in the opposite hand, then moving on to popping his neck. "Just some things." He said casually, picking something out from between his teeth with his tongue.

"I will hop over this table and punch you in your smug face." I said easily, not really lying. Maybe a couple days ago I would have been joking, but not anymore. "Tell me what you know. Please."

He smiled mischievously at me. " Feisty and begging, no wonder Cor liked you."

I almost cringed at his use of past tense, but I was good at hiding my emotions. "You won't when you have a black-eye. Tell me what you learned."

He laughed at me, and it made me hate him that much more. "Fine fine, since you made such an impression. While I was being... enrolled per se, basically being taken from my mom, anyways... Mrs. Whoever-The-Girl-Was, was saying that your parents gave up a little girl so now the Scorpio boy could be saved instead of the girl. So... yeah... there ya go."

My stomach rolled, and not from hunger. Only one person fit that criteria and the name bubbled up in my head like a nightmare, unwanted and scary. There wasn't any possible way that my parents gave up Ginny, was there? They couldn't do something like that. A Pisces and a Scorpio...

But did I even know them well enough to defend them? From the few memories I remembered, half of them probably combinations of dreams and false beliefs.

"You don't believe me?" He asked and I hesitated, but then shook my head.

"No... no I don't." He was just another person trying to get inside my head, trying to spindle new thoughts into my mind. Well... this wasn't BZRK by Michael Grant. I wasn't the main character of some book.

He didn't believe me either. "I think... things are falling into place for you."

I think... that things were ten times more confusing, but I'll let him think what he wants to think.

"You're lying," I accused, gulping down. "My parents couldn't... they're essentially killed her." If Aria's dad hadn't of interfered when we threatened him with getting Aria in trouble, she wouldn't be alive.

He shook his head. "I gave you the info, whether you believe it is up to you. But remember, I have no reason to lie, now do I? "

The waitress came back and grinned uneasily at us, giving us our drinks. The wrinkles on the sides of her eyes gave me the idea that she was either not aging well (she only looked 35) or that she was scared. "That'll be 9.95." She said, offering a sad excuse for a smile.

Philip searched his hands up and then threw his hands up dramatically. "I must've left my wallet at home." His wallet was clearly visible in his pocket, the tip of it literally poking out.

What a dick. I thought to myself.

She shrugged. "That's okay. It's fine. I'll just-"

"No. I have it." I smiled sweetly at her. I pulled my phone out of my back pocket and took of the case. I took the ten dollar out from behind my phone and started to hand it to her.

"No, Gem, it's fine. She said it's okay." He said, blinking his rainbow colored eyes. He grabbed my hand and I snapped. I leaned over the table and slapped him hard, right across the face.

He glared at me, grabbing his cheek. I handed the waitress with the Capricorn brown hair and brown eyes, her name was Callie, the money. I mentally made sure to remember that name, something told me to remember that name.

I slammed the desk down and faced to Phillip. "Don't come near me." I growled and walked out of the Diner, the cold air feeling nicer than the hot Diner. He ran to me and walked next to me. "What part of leave me alone do you not understand!" I screamed at him.

He pointed to my car. "You're my ride home."

"So?" I unlocked my car, quickly getting in it and locking the doors before he could take a seat. I rolled down the window. "Sorry, but I treat people the way they treat others. I have seemingly forgot to unlock my doors."

"It's freezing!" He yelled to me.

I shrugged, wasting no time to pity him. "Yeah, and so am I!" I yelled back and tore out of the parking lot, starting the terrifying drive in the snow back to the school.

Sure I over reacted, but did I honestly care? No not really. I felt a little bad, but then I remembered how he treated the waitress and smiled at the road ahead of me. He shouldn't have been so rude to her. Or me, for that matter.

Feisty and begging, no wonder Cor liked you.

No, Cor liked me because... because I was me. There wasn't a certain reason, there wasn't one thing about me that he liked over the other. But I guess in the end it wasn't enough.

You're parents gave up a little girl.

Maybe they did, but that's out of my control. I'm not like them. I don't know them. I shook my head. Maybe I was like them. I just left Phillip there in the cold by himself.

I groaned and turned around, from the bottom of my heart knowing I was going to regret this decision, and headed back to the Diner.

So that the Scorpio boy could be saved instead of the girl.

Did that mean that Cor was continuing on? Is that what that meant?

I was overthinking this. What he said was a lie anyways, a bigger lie than me saying I was a Virgo. I pursed my lips, thinking of what else I had accepted in the past couple months. Maybe he wasn't lying? It wasn't the craziest thing I believed.

I pulled into the Diner where he was standing on the sidewalk, his face red. He saw me and looked up, looking relieved. "Thank you, you have absolutely no clue how much I'm actually thankful." He smiled as he got inside my car. "Did you think about what I said?" He asked.

"No." I lied, not daring to tell the truth. Not to him.