“Look Papi—I’m not trying to fuck every girl like I used to do. I want to change my life around because I hated the person that I was.”

“Is Helena what you are looking for?”

“I-I don’t know what I’m looking for.”

“Why don’t you call her and talk to her? I know that’s what you really want to do. You have Helena writing on your fuckin’ forehead.” Papi laughed. “I know that’s who you’re thinking about at this moment.” Shane looked at Papi, and Papi smiled. “Call her.” Shane sighed and grabbed her phone. She looked down at it and looked at Papi. “Call her.” Shane got up from the table and dialed Helena’s number. She walked outside and shoved her hand in her back pocket.

“Hey Helena—it’s Shane.”

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                Helena walked towards the door and unlocked it. She smiled softly when she saw Shane in the door way.

“Hey,” Shane smiled.

“Hey, can I come in?” Helena nodded and let Shane into the apartment. “Where’s Alice?” She looked around.

“She went somewhere with Max something that deals with her website.” Helena waved her hand and sighed. “Do you want something to drink?”

Shane shook her head. “No,” Helena took a seat on the couch as Shane leaned against Alice’s desk. “I think we need to talk.”

“About what?”

“I know—,” Helena smiled nervously.

“You know what.”                                                                                                                                                  

“I know about that wet dream you had.”

“W-what? I don’t know what you’re talking about.” Shane smiled.

“You don’t have to lie to me. It’s okay.”

Helena covered her face and shook her head. “Oh God—,” she began to laugh. “Okay—all right, it’s true. I had a wet dream about you. I can’t believe Alice told you.”

“Y’know I was going to find out sooner or later,” she walked over to the couch and took a seat. She grabbed Helena’s hands and pulled them away from her face. “Don’t hide yourself from me.”

“I’m so embarrassed.”

“You shouldn’t be embarrassed. It’s not unusual to have wet dreams. I had a wet dream once.” Helena looked at Shane.

“Oh my God—of who?” Shane shook her head. “Oh no—you have to tell me now.”