Ch. 4

               Saturday couldn’t come fast enough it seemed so, when it did finally roll around, Helena smiled as she woke up; even if it was eight in the morning. As strange as it may have been she found herself looking forward to serving drinks that night at The Planet. Having done it a few times before and thoroughly enjoying the idea of tips, she never minded the task. It helped knowing that her friends would be there, she looked forward to seeing if Shane would turn up. Helena couldn’t care less if Jenny showed her deathly sweet face, but Max she actually grew a fondness for. The woman lay in her bed staring at the ceiling light fixture wondering if she should screw her idea of waiting for the call and invite Bette out to the party that night. It would be a chance for her to have fun with the people she called family. Her thoughts were disturbed by Alice meandering into her room rubbing the sleep from her eyes. As usual her hair stuck up on all sides indicating she too had just woken up from a good sleep. Helena didn’t say anything at first but instead watched as her blond friend rifled through the second drawer of her dresser.

               “Excuse me,” The Brit mumbled flashing the woman searching through her drawer a dirty look. “Just what do you think you’re doing with my yoga pants…” Alice turned her head and gave Helena a sleepy though pointed glance before running from the room.

               “I’ll show you in a minute!” The journalist called over her shoulder before Helena heard her bedroom door close with a loud thump. Moaning aloud and somewhat irritably, the brunette rolled to get out of her bed at long last. She heard Alice’s door open and the feet belonging to the woman trot down the hallway back to her room. Helena peered up at the woman standing in her doorway with a scowl that lacked its usual effort. She wasn’t truly that irritated after all, it was the normal banter.

               “You wear my pants more than I wear my pants.” Stated Helena as she walked to shut the door to get changed, her tone feigned cross and the blond knew it. Alice simply bounced away to grab her Mac and send some emails. Shortly after the younger woman had grabbed her laptop and sat cross legged on the couch, Helena also crept out of her room to join her friend.