A/n I'm sorry this chapter doesn't give much but I figure any update is better than no update right? I'm hustling getting ready for work so I didn't get a chance to read it over so please pardon any errors. Keep the comments coming :)

T

Ps: IWearTheCrown, this was rushed especially for you.

Myka pushed him back the instant he came on to her.

"What are you doing Kurt?" she demanded, bringing the back of her hand up to her lips.

"I-I thought you were leaning forward to kiss me."

"Gosh no! I leaned forward because my butt was beginning to go numb on this hard seat. Not to kiss you! Why would I do that?"

"Oh. I'm sorry. I guess I just thought you liked me." he apologized sheepishly, embarrassment written all over his face.

"Look Kurt," Myka began, her tone of voice considerably softer than before, "I like you, you're a great guy, just not for me, ok?" she looked into his eyes trying to see if he was understanding what she was saying.

"Yeah, I'm sorry. I'll just row us back to shore, if that's ok with you."

"Thank you."

And with that they silently made their way back to shore.

"Hey man! I see you scored the big one there. Way to go!" Pete congratulated Kurt, putting his hand up for a high five. Kurt ignored him and made his way to the cooler, yanking a beer out and tearing the top off before taking a huge swig. Pete stood confused but quickly dismissed it.

"Mykaaaaaaa! O! M! G! You just frakking kissed Kurt Smoller dude!" Claudia squealed excitedly.

"I don't wanna talk about it ok Claud?"

"What? What's wrong?"

"Nothing Claud, I just don't want to ok?"

"Alright alright, but like, are you guys an item now?"

"CLAUDIA!"

"Ok! Ok! I get it. No talking bout the smooch fest on the boat!"

Claudia stalked off to find Steve, leaving Myka to her own thoughts.

Myka walked down the jetty and sat on the edge, dangling her legs over so her toes could touch the water. She wanted nothing more that to see Helena right now. She couldn't help but wonder why her raven haired friend hadn't arrived yet. It was after 9 and there was still no sign of her. Maybe it was time to give her a call.

She pulled out her cellphone and dialed the newest addition to her faves.

The phone rang out until a crisp British voice message greeted her ears.

"This is Helena, I'm sorry I cannot take your call at the moment. But please do leave a short message and I will get back to you."

Myka smiled at the voice, but hung up the phone just as the voice message beep played. She didn't want to leave a voicemail. She remained on the jetty, wiggling her toes in the water while her thoughts roamed freely. There was still so much she didn't understand about what she was feeling for Helena, but she figured it had to be much stronger for what she had felt for Kurt. Whatever she had felt for him had automatically dissipated the moment Helena walked back into her life. This led her to thinking that possibly what she was hoping for with Kurt was simply to fill the void left by Helena five years ago, but now that the girl was back, she naturally took her rightful place in Myka's heart, effortlessly displacing Kurt. But then that would mean that Myka harbored these feeling for Helena for a long time, much longer than the two days she had been back. She didn't know what to make of this latest revelation. She just felt an urgent need to see Helena.

As she was about to whip out her phone to try calling again, she felt a few drops of water hit her nose. Then a few more. Before she knew it, the rain was drizzling. She rose quickly and made her way back to the others, who were now all scampering about trying to pack up everything. Claudia was running up the path to get to her music system. Myka quickly grabbed a lawn chair and the blanket and followed the others up the path back to Pete's house. By now they were all positively soaking.

Pete handed out towels and dry changes of clothing to everyone. After toweling off and changing, they all re-assembled in the living room.

"Well now that we're all stuck in here, how bout a movie night?" Pete suggested excitedly.

Everyone nodded in agreement so they all found comfortable spots on the sofa or rug while Pete looked for a movie. He finally settled on the Matrix trilogy. Myka didn't really care, her thoughts were furthest from this room right now. She pulled out her phone again to see if Helena had called back. Nothing. She opened up her whatsapp to see if her friend also had the app and was pleased to see the new addition to her contacts list was also featured there. She tapped the name and again was surprised to see that her friend was currently online. She quickly typed a message and waited for a response.

Hey Helena.

She waited a few minutes before her phone chimed.

Hello Myka.

What happened tonight? I was looking forward to seeing you.

I'm sorry Myka, this really isn't a good time. We'll talk tomorrow ok?

And with that, Helena's status changed from 'online' to 'last seen'

There was nothing Myka could do but wait till tomorrow to talk to Helena.

Somewhere around the second movie Myka dozed off, her mind still on Helena.

When she awoke the next morning her neck was sore from the angle at which she was sleeping. It was so early, everyone was still asleep. Even Leena. Myka needed to get home. She quickly scribbled a note for Pete before grabbing her keys and rushing out the door. It was too early to call Helena so she would have to wait a bit longer to phone her friend.

When she got home, she made a bee-line for her room and plopped face-down on her bed. Time was moving too slowly. She needed to talk to Helena now. She pulled out her phone again to check her whatsapp. Helena's status read last seen yesterday at 10:21pm. She slapped her phone down on the bed with an exasperated sigh. She needed a distraction. She reached for the book on her dresser. Maybe getting lost in another world for a few hours would take her mind off a certain British girl.

She read until she finally dozed off. When she awoke again she was pleased to see that it was now 9:58am. Definitely a good time to call. She reached for her phone and hit the last dialed number. Again it rang out before the accented voice message greeted her. Why wasn't Helena answering her phone?!