Underneath their cool, calm and collected exterior, Taureans differ greatly from all the other signs of the zodiac. Taureans manage to discreetly stay apart from the crowd, even though they have a well-earned reputation for being socialisers. They will let others get close, but only so close as they want them. Some claim that trying to get your point across to a Taurean, should they not want to hear you, is rather similar to talking to the trees – they simply won't budge.
Those born under the sign of Cancer, ruled by the mysterious Moon, are one of the zodiac's enigmas. It is fair to say that most Cancers are a bundle of contradictions. Compassionate and caring with friends, family and lovers, yet they can cut to the bone with their jealous remarks and ever-changing moods. Endearingly eccentric on one hand, and on the other, insecure about how others see them. Like their astrological symbol - the Crab - Cancers can appear hard and insensitive on the outside.
I hated being in this stuffy ass classroom full of fake ass b****es. When I say fake b****es, I mean fake b****es. They all had fake hair, nails, ass, boobs, and eyes. They all wanted to be the typical pretty girl, the one with the coke bottle shape, perfect looks and body. Long hair don't care, that was their dream. I really didn't give a f*** about these hoes. As long as my d*** got sucked and my pipes stayed unclogged, I'm cool. ”Mr. brown, can you tell me the formula of photosynthesis?” My teacher asked looking up at me. This was some 6th grade s***. ”Of course I can tell you, but I really don't feel like it.” She smiled nicely. ”I really don't give two s***s about whether or not you feel like doing this problem, get ya high yellow ass up and come write this s*** on the board.” I rolled my eyes. ”You didn't say anything about me taking my high yellow ass up there in the first place so it's not coming.” The whole class laughed and some girls were being fake and laughing too damn hard. ”Okay then go to the office, I don't care anymore. I'll just fail you.” I smacked my lips. ”I'll just get you fired, teachers aren't supposed to use profanity, correct?” She just huffed and turned around. ”I swear I can't stand your ass.” She mumbled. I heard the door open and close, but didn't bother to look in that direction. ”Mrs. Bowman, I'm pretty sure no one in this damn class can stand yo uppity ass, so I suggest you stand there like a good teacher and pass me, cause I'm f***ing sleepy and I damn sure ain't bout to take no damn test for the advance class. Got me f***ed.” The whole class eeupted into laughter, I sat up so I could see where the voice came from and was suprised to see a decent looking hoe- I mean chick. ”Natasia Martin and Christopher Brown! Get out of my class now!” Mrs. Bowman yelled at us two. ”Georgina Bowman! No!” I guess the girl named Tae shouted back. ”Fine, after school detention both of you, here.” She said, writing our names on the slips. ”I'll take this, but I'm not gonna show up. I got more important s*** to do.” I huffed and took the note. ”s***, me too.” Tae agreed holding out her fist. I dapped her up and went to take my seat. At this point, I was convinced she was a straight up dike. ”Aye! Tae, when you gon let me hit?” My boy, Mike, asked smiling. Tae turned and bit her lip at Mike and licked her lips slowly. Then she smiled. ”Hit me up in 9th period.” His smile turned into a frown. ”We don't have a 9th period.” She smirked. ”Well I guess you'll never hit.” I laughed first and Mike just glared at me and the whole class. I liked her, she seemed like someone I'd keep around.