“Oh my God!  Did you find his card?”

Helena turned it over and over in her hand as if baffled by the card itself.  “Andrew Sheffield,” she repeated.

“Yep!  That’s him!” exclaimed Carmen, grabbing the card from her hand.  “Thank you so much Hel!  I’ve got to give him a call as soon as possible,” she said, searching for the phone.  “God, this place is a mess,” she mumbled as she finally located the cordless.

“Wait, Carmen.  I think I know that guy.  Is he British?  Tall…dark, wavy hair?”

“Yeah.  He is.  You know him?”

Helena sat down and chuckled softly.  She shook her head slowly.  “Andrew was the last bloke I was with before I came out as a lesbian,” her voice trailed off. 

“Get out!  Really?  Hmmm….well he is good looking, I guess…for a guy,” Carmen sneered.  Being a gold star, she couldn’t fathom ever finding someone of the opposite sex appealing enough to sleep with.  “Well…Hey!  When I call him to set up an appointment, do you want to come along?”

“Yeah.  That’d be nice.  A chance to catch up with someone from the old days,” she smiled.

Carmen continued to busy herself by tracking down the missing phone while Helena retreated back to her room.  She flopped down on the bed, thoughts of the mornings antics whirling around in her head.  Should she tell Carmen about these newfound feelings she had discovered?  How would Carmen react?  Would it get in the way of their friendship?  If she confessed her crush and Carmen didn’t return the feelings, could they go back to things as they were?  Too many questions.  Helena decided to shake it off and get ready for the day. _____________________________________________________________________________

Later that day, Helena sat at her desk.   Bored out of her mind, she played with her rubberbands, twirled in her chair, and hummed along to the tune on her CD player.  There was a quiet knock on her door and Helena immediately shot up to resume a respectable demeanor.

“Come in,” she called out.

Tina entered, sat down and took a deep breath.  Eventually she scooted forward in her chair, resting her elbows on the table and looking Helena straight in the eye.

“Helena, I have something I need to discuss with you,” she began tentatively.