The Jungle Boy
Chapter 1
The Run Away
Author notes on the bottom which will explain any questions you may have about this story.
The Patakis decided to travel around the world with their daughter Olga and their nine year old Helga, to San Lorenzo. The upper middle class family arrived at the hotel handing their nine year old their bags and suit cases. They were in the village of El Fugivato, a very modern vacation village right near the jungle.
"Now girl, bring them to our room." Bob ordered walking into the hotel.
Helga sighed when she turned to look at all the bags. "Some family trip this is." It's no fair, everyone is so busy caring about my sister Ooolga and they treat me like I'm just a slave! If I was on my own, I wouldn't have to answer to them!
Angrily she lugged the bags to her family's room, grumbling to herself as she did so. Even as she brought bag after bag to the room, no one even paid any mind to her. Olga was looking out the window toward the dense trees leading into the jungle, while Miriam stood beside her, praising her for whatever great idea Olga was proposing. Big Bob was on the phone with his business associate, telling him he was on vacation and would get back to him later...also not paying any attention to Helga.
As her classmate Stinky back home in Hillwood liked to say, "This really bites".
Nearly 20 minutes later, when Helga managed to get the last bag, finally, to the room, that was when Bob announced that they were going to start the day off by going hiking. Olga was already in a Safari outfit with her pitch helmet, while Miriam showed off her "jungle gear" to her, with Olga cheerfully praising it as well. Helga did try to interject, saying she wasn't ready to hike now, but Bob cut her off saying there was going to be no arguing, they were going hiking.
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That's it. I really should just run away. They'd sure like that, wouldn't they. Not have to worry about me, and then REALLY pour all of their love and attention into Olga. Not like they already don't do that. Helga thought bitterly as she trailed behind her family while they were hiking carrying their bags once again.
"You smell that girl, fresh air!" Bob said letting the wind blow against his body, his arms spread out.
Helga shook her head hoping he'd fall and land face first on animal droppings. Her mother had been hiking with a blender of already melted smoothie in her hand.
"Bob, do we have to hike?" the woman ask wobbling.
"Now Miriam, it's good exercise!" Bob took out a pair of binoculars to look at the birds in the trees.
"Maybe this is a good time to try your bird mating call daddy!" Olga said clapping happily.
"Sure thing, Olga! Great idea!" Reaching into his pocket and playing the mating call, the birds just looks at the humans in confusion.
"Ha ha ha ha ha." Helga muttered, rolling her eyes. She looked off into the trees, leading out deeper in the jungle, feeling a sense of longing. She wanted to just run off into those trees, explore the jungle in an epic adventure, and most of all, get away from her stupid family. Out there is adventure...thrills, epic secrets... Putting their stuff down and picking her own bag, I'm going off exploring I'll find my way back.
Walking down the trail her family never turn around to look at her, only focusing on calling the birds over to them. Picking up a long stick and walking down the path away from her family, Helga smiled when she saw a small rabbit hopping quickly away.
I'm so sick of never having fun, I'm a kid I'm suppose to have some kind of fun DOI! I'm out of here! It'll be a synch finding my way back, no problem.
Into the jungle, Helga felt a bit creeped out but it was nothing she ever seen before, the leaves were bright green, the smells of nature. She turn passing a log that a frog was sitting on, it looked at her; the color was very abnormal to her. So use to seeing the frogs in the city but none that looked like this one, it was white and black colored.
Taking out her camera, she took a picture of it, grinning "Wait until the class sees this! Awesome."
Snapping the picture and causing the frog to leap away, Helga reviewed the photo and smiled, putting her camera away in her bag and headed out deeper into the jungle.
It was so quiet, with only the sounds of the ground, leaves and twigs crunching under her feet, with the sounds of jungle birds, and the whisper of the breeze. She adjusted her Safari hat a bit to look up toward the sky, with the sun peeking through the leaves and branches. Helga looked down, seeing a lizard perched on a tree stump, sitting perfectly still, as if trying to blend into its environment like a chameleon.
"I know what you mean, buddy." She said to the lizard in empathy.
Inhaling the fresh air, Helga let her imagination wander, as she began to think of just what would it would be like living within the jungle. To be able to explore and hunt at her own free will, swinging from the trees on vines, eating all kinds of exotic fruits and vegetables and meat, build weapons with rocks and sticks... Just like in the jungle movies she watched all the time.
Laughing her boots stepped on some leaves, jumping across a small puddle of water pretending it was a river. She travel up a steep hill, her eyes widen at the sight of the tropical jungle; So wrapped into the beauty in front of her, she never gotten the chance to see the missing step as she move more forward.
"AHHHHH!" Tumbling down the hill, pain on her knee as she cut it on a rock, the girl fell onto her back knocking unconscious.
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Her eyes slowly fluttered open as she came to, a groggy groan escaping her. I feel like I got hit by a truck... How long have I been out?
Her eyes finally focusing above her, what she saw caused her heart to stop. Staring down at her were the most beautiful emerald eyes she'd ever seen. Dirt on his cheeks, an oblong shape head, cornflower blonde hair; sitting up the boy quickly ran away into the jungle before she could ask him anything.
Needless to say, Helga was perplexed. What had just happened? Why did the little boy, appearing to be her age, with the strange head, the crazy cornflower hair sticking up in all directions, and the most beautiful green eyes she'd ever seen, just run away? Was he afraid of her? Or was she dreaming?
She got up, grabbing her bag, and hurried into the jungle after him. She had to find out, her curiosity was getting the better of her.
"Hey! Hey! ...Um...little boy! Don't run away! Come back!" her knee felt painful but she ignored it for the time being.
The boy climbed up a tree staring at her in the shadows.
"Hey there kid, relax I ain't gonna hurt you!" she walks closer but the boy backs away, his legs and arms on the tree as if he were an animal. "What's your name?"
The boy doesn't answer, but instead stared at her.
Sitting on the ground and staring at the boy, he finally but slowly climbed down and onto the ground, sitting Indian style with her. Helga examined him.
His hands and feet were dirty, his skin a dark tan from being in the sun a lot, eyes green as the jungle, the odd thing about him was his blonde hair.
Who has blonde hair in San Lorenzo? From what she had seen it was mostly Spanish people with black or brown hair but this kid's hair was blonde. Despite his tan, she could see that he was Caucasian, which explained why. Green leaves travel across his chest like a sash down to his dark brown loin cloth around his waist.
"Okay, I'm not going to hurt you kid, don't worry. Now, who are you? Why are you out here all by yourself?"
The boy didn't answer her. He just stared at her, curious, tilting his head. As if he didn't understand her.
A loud sound of birds flying through the jungle alert Helga, the blonde girl turned around to see them flying past her feeling a bit of fear. As she turn back around to the boy she notice he was looking into her bag.
"Hey! Little boy, what are you doing? That's my bag!"
They boy looked at her with wide eyes as he was about to back away. Sighting Helga decided to not scare him away.
Oh bother, I'm actually caring if he's scared…well he is a kid after all.
The boy slowly looked into her bag taking out a white box with a red cross symbol on it, a reverse image of the Switzerland flag on it.
"That's a first aid kit."
Looking at her then the box, the boy put the box to his ear listening to it. Helga stared, a bit baffled, and yet...found herself to be a bit amused. The boy then put the box down beside him, and searched through her bag some more. He then pulled out her iWood, her music player. Curiously he pushed the buttons and randomly, wondering what it did, and then jumped in fright when the loud music blasted from the headphones.
The boy threw the device into the trees behind him over his shoulder.
"Hey! That was my iWood!" Helga cried, and ran off in the direction he had thrown it in to retrieve it.
Looking after her for a moment, the boy continued to rifle through her bag, curious as to what he would find. Taking out her camera and looking at it, he pressed some buttons but it didn't do anything, he put the device to his ear, listening to it. When he put it down he noticed a picture on it, confused at seeing the same girl in the small object; fear run through him, wondering how did she shrink? She was standing by a taller man, a woman and another woman only the other woman looked much older.
Turning the device around to see how he can get the girl out of it, he accidentally pressed another button, the white flash had scared him completely to the point of dropping it and covering his eyes. For a while he sat there rubbing his eyes, confused and wondering what the heck that thing was and why the girl was inside it.
"Finally!" Helga emerged from the trees, having successfully retrieved her iWood, despite it nearly being taken by the biggest spider she'd ever seen. She stared at the boy, puzzled. "What's with you, boy?"
He didn't seme to hear her, given that he was a bit distracted. Helga walked towards him and got near his face trying to see whatever was wrong with his eyes.
The boy put his hand down and open his eyes looking up into her face, with a loud scream he backed away towards the tree taking out a small dagger and pointing it towards her.
"Hey hey hey! Whoa! Calm down!" She held her hands up in defense. "I'm NOT going to hurt you! Relax! I already said I wouldn't, so would you quit freaking out?"
Putting the dagger away and climbing into the tree where he hide.
Helga looked at him in confusion "What the heck am I doing yelling at a kid who doesn't even know any better...geez, I know how to pick 'em." Looking up at the scared boy in the tree she picked up the apple that was packed into her bag. "Look kid, I'm sorry. Here" The boy backed away slowly. "I said here" she tried again...but the boy is still backing away. Sighing Helga climbed up the tree, making the boy back away even more. She slipped and he caught her.
A soft blush came to her cheeks, a rare occurrence, and Helga looked up to see the boy looking down at her, their eyes met. If she hadn't thought his eyes were beautiful before, she sure did think so now, being able to really look at them, see them up close. Gosh, he's pretty cute...
The oblong-headed boy meanwhile, just couldn't tear his gaze away from the blonde girl he was holding, most especially, her eyes. He hadn't seen eyes so blue before. They were beautiful. Like twin pools, waterfalls...
Helga pushed away from him climbing down the tree, blushing a bit.
"Well um…I better be going, I have to find my stupid family…so I'll see you later you…football head kid." She said, walking away towards where she came from.
The boy tilted his head not understanding her words but knew she was leaving.
Helga walked off the way she came...at least, the way she THOUGHT she came, since now she found herself to be lost. She had wandered far from her family, and was now in the middle of the jungle, alone, having been found by a strange boy.
A strange, very cute boy...
She shook her head hard to will off the blush. How could she think such a thing? She didn't know him! Let alone know where he came from or what he was doing. It was obvious he had been here a long time, but why didn't he say anything? Did he not understand English? Even if he didn't understand, he could have still said so anyway, right? Unless...he was a mute?
Exhaling, Helga rubbed her forehead, trying to will off such thoughts. It was hard to get him out of her mind!
Oh well, I'll go find my stupid family and get out of this place... At least then I'll be able to move on and forget the strange feelings I had when he held me in his arms...
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Questions
Q: Are Phoebe and Gerald in this story?
A: Nope not at all sorry this is an A/U
Q: Why is Arnold acting out of character?
A: In many ways Arnold will still be in character, he's still the good boy who wants to do the right thing. However remember that he lives in San Lorenzo and in the JUNGLE, he's never been to Hillwood or even knows what a computer or jazz music is! –Listens to the readers gasp in horror-
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