*Helena*

We all got into Bette’s car. It was a blue Saab, and everyone knew how much she cared for it. Shane was sitting beside her in the passenger seat, while Alice and I sat in the back. I was in the seat just behind Bette. Every time the wind would blow into the car on the drive to the Beta Phi Kappa house, I could smell Bette’s shampoo wafting. I didn’t know how long I could control this desire, but I kept on a straight face as we pulled up to the house. Bette parked and we exited. We were greeted by Tonya, whom her sorors called Ton-Ton, immediately.

"I’m so glad you girls could come! I’m sure Daney will be happy to see you." She ushered her into the house.

"Who the fuck is she calling Daney?" Alice whispered to us and we all laughed softly.

Just as I had trusted Alice with the secret of my longing for Bette, she had trusted me with her own secret crush—Dana. She’d loved Dana since they laid eyes on one another and now it was killing her that Dana was with Tonya. I felt terribly for her, just as she did for me, we realized that we were both crushed under our own desires for people who didn’t want us.

We walked into the party, and guess who was there?

That Bailey girl from earlier.

.

Bette was going to be all over her tonight, if I gave her the chance to. I realized one thing about Bette, when it came to the ladies—she takes it slow. Me—I work fast, at least with the ones I don’t really care about it.

And Bailey would be quick. As Bette and Alice went off to find Dana and Shane went out back to smoke, I made my way over to Bailey. I didn’t see what Bette must’ve saw in her. She was an airhead. Just a pretty face and nothing more.

"Hello. Bailey, right?" I asked, as I slid up beside her. She turned her head.

"Yeah. Helena Peabody. I’ve heard a lot about you."

"All good, I hope."

"Mostly."

It didn’t take very long, or very much to have Bailey eating out the palm of my hand. All it took was a few stories about my childhood and growing up with money and meeting famous people.