Helena had not been home too long, but she did look exhausted. The work at the library wasn't terrible, in fact, she rather enjoyed it. Helena felt at home and safe in the library. She was even starting to get used to keeping new hours and sleeping in the Bungalow with two other girls she didn't know. It really wasn't horrible. But she was exhausted. And that was because she had never really been put into the middle of a drama-filled situation before. She had gossiped, all girls did, but Helena hadn't done anything scandelous that she had to be around to repent for. This mess with Fred and Adrian, she wasn't even sure if she was taking it to seriously or if they were just being silly together, was deep for her. She felt a mess.
And it really hadn't dawned on her until she heard Angelina call from the other room that she was the Angelina who Fred had talked about. Of course she would be put into a house with.. well, it was all so confusing! And it wasn't even really her drama to be in the middle of, but because she wanted to be friends with Fred, she felt like it was going to become her problem. And she liked Angelina so far.
She plastered on a smile and made her way from the back room. "Good evening, Angelina."