Carmen woke up in her bed. It had been three days since she had been admitted from the hospital.

Conner walked in to the room,” hey sleepyhead.”

“what are you doing here still?”

“I came to borrow some …uh…sugar.”

“Really? I don’t think so.”

“Yeah me neither.”

Conner walked over to the bed and sat on the edge. “how do you feel?”

“I’ve been better. How’s Claire?”

“She’s not in this conversation.”

“No but she is your girlfriend.”

Conner turned away from Carmen and got up. “If I’m not mistaken, weren’t you the who pretty much

cheated on Jenny for Shane?” Conner stormed out of the room before Carmen could reply to the comment.

Carmen sat in her bed reflecting on Conner’s words.” Damn you Conner!” She yelled into the empty

house.

Conner sat in her car outside of Carmen’s house, asking herself why had she fallen for Carmen. After all

Carmen wasn’t the kind of girl that Conner usually went after. Normally Conner wouldn’t have even given

  Carmen a second glance, so why was she so enthralled by her?

Conner looked at her car clock and saw that if she didn’t leave now she would be late for work.

Carmen heard Conner’s car roar to life and speed. She knew that today wasn’t going to be a good day, so

she called in sick and tried to go back to sleep. Although she was exhausted, Carmen found it hard to go

 back to sleep. Conner’s words were echoing in her head. She rolled over and grabbed a box under her

bed. She dropped the box on her bed and pulled out a picture of her and her friends back when they were

in high school. She smiled seeing her and three of her friends in front of the old gymnasium. Her smile

faded when she saw someone who looked like a mini Shane.

She picked up her phone and dialed Papi’s number. “ Hello?

“Eva.”

“aye’ Carmen didn’t know you still had my numba’”

“That’s not why I called.”

“sorry what’s up?”

“do you remember that picture that the gang took back in high school in front of the gym.”

“yeah I keep it in my wallet all the time.”

“Who’s the kid behind you?”

“hold on a second let me get my wallet.” “that’s Conner chica”

“Wait? Who?”

“Conner, you know the one that you are like totally dissing all the time just because you won’t admit you

like ‘er.”

“ I don’t like her!”

“Really, I mean seriously do you hear yourself? every time you see the Chica your face brightens. I see the

 glances you throw ‘er way and how you look away like a child trying to not get found out.”

“ bye Papi.”

“I know I’m right Carmen.”

Carmen hung up the phone and look back at the picture. She outlined Conner’s body with her fingertip.

“maybe I am in love with Conner.” She thought noticing that the smile Conner had in the picture was the

same one that Carmen had fallen in love with.