* Author's disclaimer: ei guys! Of course, I don't own characters of Hey
Arnold blah blah..but I added some of my own as well. Keep your R&R's
comin!
CHAPTER 1: The new guy
" Bye dad! Bye mom!" Helga Pataki yelled just before she opened the door.
" What time are you coming home dear?" Her mom yelled from the kitchen.
"uhh..I don't know! I'm not coming home for dinner, I guess!" Helga yelled as she opened the front door, and went down the steps towards the side walk, where her bestfriend for almost 10 years was waiting for her.
"Sorry to keep you waiting Pheebs" Helga said. Helga was 18 years old, in her senior year at 118 High. She and her bestfriend walked silently down the sidewalk. She smiled at herself. Both of them have been doing the exact same thing since they were nine. It's funny that they never got tired of doing it. Helga smiled to herself remembering the way she looked back when she was at least 10. Her blond broomstick hair that was always tied up in pigtails and her favorite pink jumper dress, that she almost wore everyday. She remembered Phoebe, wearing her short blue dress, with her short ebony black hair and glasses. Her head, almost always stuck in a book.
But unlike those things, some things never change.. Helga, with her wavy long blond hair, two perfectly plucked eyebrows, long eye lashes, and sea- blue eyes, with a height of 5"8, and a body of a woman, tall and slender, has turned from a little rascal to a fine young woman. Phoebe looked ravishing as well. Her smooth, long, black ebony hair went passed her shoulders now. Her round glasses were replaced with clear contact lenses that revealed her chinky black eyes. A little smaller than Helga, her body has developed from a frail thin girl to young woman with a body of a dancer.
" What are you smiling about Helga?" Her bestfriend asked, interrupting her thoughts.
" Oh nothing." Helga replied as she smiled to herself again.
" You're not thinking about Arnold are you?"
" I'm telling you Helga..no, okay!? I've had it with daydreaming about him."
" Helga, you told me that last time already."
" I'm sorry Pheebs. It's just that every time he's there.there again goes my heart and my whole body! I mean he makes me turn into jelly or something. God, that football headed guy!" Phoebe laughed at the humorous lamenting that her bestfriend was doing. " Helga, you've had a crush on Arnold since you were ten, and you never.not even once tried telling him!"
" Hey! I've got a reputation to uphold! I may not look like the punk ass I once was.but I'm a tough girl. I don't want him thinking that he can get me that easily."
" Yeah right Helga! Believe me, if ever and whenever Arnold starts making his moves, I swear to God you'll turn gaga over him!"
Helga laughed at the thought. " I promise Pheebs I won't! besides that's never going to happen! I mean look at him! He's this tall popular basketball player, and I'm.what?!"
" You're the obsessed girl with a statue of Arnold made up of all the bubblegum that he's chewed upon!" Helga pointed out.
" Oh geeezz, Pheebs! Don't remind me." Helga said as she playfully slapped Phoebe's shoulder.
-*-
After awhile, they reached 118 High. They saw the rest of the gang seated on the school's front steps. Arnold sat high on the staircase railing wearing his red and white basketball jersey, and a basketball locked between his hip and his right arm. With his blond hair, being covered by his blue cap which went on backwards, and dark brown eyes, he smiled at the both of them as they came nearer.
" Hey you guys! What took you so long?!"
Helga blushed as she saw Arnold, and tried to dismiss it away but holding up her books on her face.
" Hey, it wasn't me, ask Helga." Phoebe answered back as she went up to her boyfriend Gerald, who was leaning on the railing, and gave him a kiss on the cheek.
" What's it to you football head? I wanted to take my time, besides I'm sure you're not waiting for me anyway!"
" Ooohhhh. feisty!" Harold remarked. He was different now, unlike back then when his stomach would always be sticking out. He toned down a little. He was a member of the wrestling varsity. With this brown hair, and perfect white teeth, he still had his chubby feature but most girls still fell for him.
" How do you know I'm not waiting for you?" Arnold snapped back.
" Because you've been ogling at Lila ever since we were in fifth grade, and I doubt it you're over her by now! Oh yeah, and not to mention you're ex-girlfriend Ruth!" Helga snorted as she plumped herself on one of the steps.
" Okay, here we go again!" Rhonda said as she rolled her eyes. She's been hearing the same old thing since sixth grade.
" Don't you ever get tired of attacking Arnold, Helga?" Eugene asked. Eugene's red curly hair was shorter now. It now looked neat compared to what he looked like back again. His cheeks were red with his freckles, and his body was lean and yet sturdy. He was an officer in his school's dance club and on the way to being elected as president of their club. He was so talented in dancing he's learned almost all kinds.
" No! Besides even if I did stop I don't think you'd care!" Helga snapped back.
" And why would you think that?" Arnold asked, raising one eyebrow at Helga.
" Well, for the nth time football head, you go gaga over that Lila girl." the moment Helga mentioned Lila's name, Lila turned in around the corner, with her long brown auburn hair that went past her shoulders, and her short black skirt swaying with her curvy hips. Arnold's eyes widened as Lila gave her sweet smile.
" You see what I mean!" Helga exclaimed with disbelief, when she realized that Arnold wasn't paying attention to the word she was saying. The gang looked at her and gave a we-can't-do-anything-about-it shrug.
" That's it! I can't take this anymore, I'm going to homeroom, I don't want to be late. Come with me Phoebe." Helga said as she stomped off, towards the main entrance of 118 High.
" Okay Helga, whatever you say." Phoebe said as she followed Helga, tugging Gerald along.
" See you at homeroom guys." Gerald said as he waved at his friends.
-*-
" Goodmorning everyone." Mr. Simmons greeted, as one by one students came walking in at the sound of the bell. He was 40 now, with his hair slightly growing bald. "Class, there's some I'd like you to meet. I know it's the start of your senior years and you all know each other very well. We have a new student and I hope you'll make him feel welcome. As you all know with every new student, I always assign someone to make him or her feel at home, and this time, since the new student is a basketball player and wants to join in our team, it's you Arnold that I'm assigning. I hope you'll make him feel welcome"
Arnold replied with a nod.
" Okay, well, let's not keep him waiting. Class, I would like you to meet Derek Peterson. Please come in Derek,"
In came a tall young man. Tan colored, with dark brown hair, and hazel eyes, he was well built and he came in half confident half shy.
Hmm.another cute basketball player I suppose Helga thought to herself as she smiled at the handsome young man. The new guy smiled back and that made Helga's cheeks hot.
" Hi.I'm Derek Peterson.oh call me Derek. I come from L.A. and I moved here this summer to start a new life here. My dad bought the mall at 23rd street so my whole family's moving here..and I guess that's it.." Derek said as he gave a small introduction in front of the class.
Helga turned towards her left and gave Rhonda a this-guy-is-cute look. Rhonda smiled back agreeing and thinking of the exact same thing.
" Well, any questions?" Mr. Simmons asked.
" You planning on trying out for the school varsity?" Arnold asked.
" Well, as a matter of fact I am, and I do hope you guys would accept me because I believe I can contribute a lot to this team." Derek said casually.
" You think so?" Arnold smirked.
Derek nodded confidently.
This guy's got a lot of nerve challenging Arnold. Hmmmm confident.and cute.what a good combination. Helga thought to herself as she gazed satisfyingly at the probably most interesting guy she has ever met. That was next to Arnold of course.
" Just wondering, got any attachments you've let behind that L.A. of yours?" Rhonda asked.
" Attachments?" Derek replied.
"Girlfriends, duh?!" Rhonda exclaimed.
" Why Rhonda? Wanna try for the spot? I doubt it!" Sid exclaimed as he laughed hysterically at his own remark. The class erupted in laughter.
Derek shook his head. " Nope have none of those, if you really want to know. I used to have one.but I don't want to talk about the details.let's just say I've got other stuff to do besides having a girlfriend. But hey.who knows, I might find someone here." Derek said. The moment he did, he glanced over at Helga.
Helga was caught unaware by his melting glance that she rolled her eyes to avoid the blush that was surfacing on her cheeks. What a totally big head case! The nerve of that guyI Who does he think he is, looking like all that?! Helga thought to herself, as if she seemed to be convincing herself of something that was about to happen.
CHAPTER 1: The new guy
" Bye dad! Bye mom!" Helga Pataki yelled just before she opened the door.
" What time are you coming home dear?" Her mom yelled from the kitchen.
"uhh..I don't know! I'm not coming home for dinner, I guess!" Helga yelled as she opened the front door, and went down the steps towards the side walk, where her bestfriend for almost 10 years was waiting for her.
"Sorry to keep you waiting Pheebs" Helga said. Helga was 18 years old, in her senior year at 118 High. She and her bestfriend walked silently down the sidewalk. She smiled at herself. Both of them have been doing the exact same thing since they were nine. It's funny that they never got tired of doing it. Helga smiled to herself remembering the way she looked back when she was at least 10. Her blond broomstick hair that was always tied up in pigtails and her favorite pink jumper dress, that she almost wore everyday. She remembered Phoebe, wearing her short blue dress, with her short ebony black hair and glasses. Her head, almost always stuck in a book.
But unlike those things, some things never change.. Helga, with her wavy long blond hair, two perfectly plucked eyebrows, long eye lashes, and sea- blue eyes, with a height of 5"8, and a body of a woman, tall and slender, has turned from a little rascal to a fine young woman. Phoebe looked ravishing as well. Her smooth, long, black ebony hair went passed her shoulders now. Her round glasses were replaced with clear contact lenses that revealed her chinky black eyes. A little smaller than Helga, her body has developed from a frail thin girl to young woman with a body of a dancer.
" What are you smiling about Helga?" Her bestfriend asked, interrupting her thoughts.
" Oh nothing." Helga replied as she smiled to herself again.
" You're not thinking about Arnold are you?"
" I'm telling you Helga..no, okay!? I've had it with daydreaming about him."
" Helga, you told me that last time already."
" I'm sorry Pheebs. It's just that every time he's there.there again goes my heart and my whole body! I mean he makes me turn into jelly or something. God, that football headed guy!" Phoebe laughed at the humorous lamenting that her bestfriend was doing. " Helga, you've had a crush on Arnold since you were ten, and you never.not even once tried telling him!"
" Hey! I've got a reputation to uphold! I may not look like the punk ass I once was.but I'm a tough girl. I don't want him thinking that he can get me that easily."
" Yeah right Helga! Believe me, if ever and whenever Arnold starts making his moves, I swear to God you'll turn gaga over him!"
Helga laughed at the thought. " I promise Pheebs I won't! besides that's never going to happen! I mean look at him! He's this tall popular basketball player, and I'm.what?!"
" You're the obsessed girl with a statue of Arnold made up of all the bubblegum that he's chewed upon!" Helga pointed out.
" Oh geeezz, Pheebs! Don't remind me." Helga said as she playfully slapped Phoebe's shoulder.
-*-
After awhile, they reached 118 High. They saw the rest of the gang seated on the school's front steps. Arnold sat high on the staircase railing wearing his red and white basketball jersey, and a basketball locked between his hip and his right arm. With his blond hair, being covered by his blue cap which went on backwards, and dark brown eyes, he smiled at the both of them as they came nearer.
" Hey you guys! What took you so long?!"
Helga blushed as she saw Arnold, and tried to dismiss it away but holding up her books on her face.
" Hey, it wasn't me, ask Helga." Phoebe answered back as she went up to her boyfriend Gerald, who was leaning on the railing, and gave him a kiss on the cheek.
" What's it to you football head? I wanted to take my time, besides I'm sure you're not waiting for me anyway!"
" Ooohhhh. feisty!" Harold remarked. He was different now, unlike back then when his stomach would always be sticking out. He toned down a little. He was a member of the wrestling varsity. With this brown hair, and perfect white teeth, he still had his chubby feature but most girls still fell for him.
" How do you know I'm not waiting for you?" Arnold snapped back.
" Because you've been ogling at Lila ever since we were in fifth grade, and I doubt it you're over her by now! Oh yeah, and not to mention you're ex-girlfriend Ruth!" Helga snorted as she plumped herself on one of the steps.
" Okay, here we go again!" Rhonda said as she rolled her eyes. She's been hearing the same old thing since sixth grade.
" Don't you ever get tired of attacking Arnold, Helga?" Eugene asked. Eugene's red curly hair was shorter now. It now looked neat compared to what he looked like back again. His cheeks were red with his freckles, and his body was lean and yet sturdy. He was an officer in his school's dance club and on the way to being elected as president of their club. He was so talented in dancing he's learned almost all kinds.
" No! Besides even if I did stop I don't think you'd care!" Helga snapped back.
" And why would you think that?" Arnold asked, raising one eyebrow at Helga.
" Well, for the nth time football head, you go gaga over that Lila girl." the moment Helga mentioned Lila's name, Lila turned in around the corner, with her long brown auburn hair that went past her shoulders, and her short black skirt swaying with her curvy hips. Arnold's eyes widened as Lila gave her sweet smile.
" You see what I mean!" Helga exclaimed with disbelief, when she realized that Arnold wasn't paying attention to the word she was saying. The gang looked at her and gave a we-can't-do-anything-about-it shrug.
" That's it! I can't take this anymore, I'm going to homeroom, I don't want to be late. Come with me Phoebe." Helga said as she stomped off, towards the main entrance of 118 High.
" Okay Helga, whatever you say." Phoebe said as she followed Helga, tugging Gerald along.
" See you at homeroom guys." Gerald said as he waved at his friends.
-*-
" Goodmorning everyone." Mr. Simmons greeted, as one by one students came walking in at the sound of the bell. He was 40 now, with his hair slightly growing bald. "Class, there's some I'd like you to meet. I know it's the start of your senior years and you all know each other very well. We have a new student and I hope you'll make him feel welcome. As you all know with every new student, I always assign someone to make him or her feel at home, and this time, since the new student is a basketball player and wants to join in our team, it's you Arnold that I'm assigning. I hope you'll make him feel welcome"
Arnold replied with a nod.
" Okay, well, let's not keep him waiting. Class, I would like you to meet Derek Peterson. Please come in Derek,"
In came a tall young man. Tan colored, with dark brown hair, and hazel eyes, he was well built and he came in half confident half shy.
Hmm.another cute basketball player I suppose Helga thought to herself as she smiled at the handsome young man. The new guy smiled back and that made Helga's cheeks hot.
" Hi.I'm Derek Peterson.oh call me Derek. I come from L.A. and I moved here this summer to start a new life here. My dad bought the mall at 23rd street so my whole family's moving here..and I guess that's it.." Derek said as he gave a small introduction in front of the class.
Helga turned towards her left and gave Rhonda a this-guy-is-cute look. Rhonda smiled back agreeing and thinking of the exact same thing.
" Well, any questions?" Mr. Simmons asked.
" You planning on trying out for the school varsity?" Arnold asked.
" Well, as a matter of fact I am, and I do hope you guys would accept me because I believe I can contribute a lot to this team." Derek said casually.
" You think so?" Arnold smirked.
Derek nodded confidently.
This guy's got a lot of nerve challenging Arnold. Hmmmm confident.and cute.what a good combination. Helga thought to herself as she gazed satisfyingly at the probably most interesting guy she has ever met. That was next to Arnold of course.
" Just wondering, got any attachments you've let behind that L.A. of yours?" Rhonda asked.
" Attachments?" Derek replied.
"Girlfriends, duh?!" Rhonda exclaimed.
" Why Rhonda? Wanna try for the spot? I doubt it!" Sid exclaimed as he laughed hysterically at his own remark. The class erupted in laughter.
Derek shook his head. " Nope have none of those, if you really want to know. I used to have one.but I don't want to talk about the details.let's just say I've got other stuff to do besides having a girlfriend. But hey.who knows, I might find someone here." Derek said. The moment he did, he glanced over at Helga.
Helga was caught unaware by his melting glance that she rolled her eyes to avoid the blush that was surfacing on her cheeks. What a totally big head case! The nerve of that guyI Who does he think he is, looking like all that?! Helga thought to herself, as if she seemed to be convincing herself of something that was about to happen.