My Name Is Helena

Tori Rose.

Helena's P.O.V

The whole thing was a trick. The stupid bitch tricked us. Tori was sick but not as long as she wanted us to believe. The attention seeking whore.

Frankie's P.O.V

I didn't know what was up with Gee being all frozen and Helena looking up at the strawberry blonde chick like she wanted to punch her in the face. But before any of us could get detention for being late I grabbed both by their arms and lead them to the math class. The bell was going to ring in five minutes. So, I made them explain.

“I dated her,” Gee said. I froze... he dated that frilly pink thing?

“And she's my sister,” Helena said. My eyes almost popped out of my eyes.. how could she be related to that person?

“She asked me out because of a bet, and then tried to kill her self when I broke up with her 1st. She hit her head against the side of the building and got a severe concussion.”

“And I just saw her this morning listening to Dora, she was supposed to have temporary brain damage,” Helena said, “I don't know what the hell she's doing here. And I plan to find out.”

I planned on helping.

During lunch time, I took everyone to Starbucks where we had coffee and cookies for lunch. Helena nibbled on the side of her's quietly not being as funny or crazy as usual.

That's when Bob spoke up.

“Yo! Helena what's bothering you bro?” He asked.

“M--Nothing Bobert... gimme that coffee or prepare to face the consequences.”

She jumped on the table and pulled the cold frappe out of his hand and sat back down wiping cookie crumbs off of her black tights. She seemed so different then that Tori girl. Then I wondered what else Helena Rose, was hiding from me.