AN: I don't own Hey Arnold.

Arnold was coming back.

Helga blinked as Pheobe stood infront of her to tell her the news. They stood in the halls of H.S. 118. Helga could feel kids passing her, backpacks brushing her arm as kids whizzed by. This was because the bell had just rung, the masses of teenagers rushed to get where they were going. Had it be a hot date, or for the geeks, just running home to study. It was midterms tomorrow, and then spring break. Helga had been thinking about how she was going to spend her week off, but now her long lost love had found his way back into her mind.

Arnold was coming back.

What Pheobe had just told her kept ringing in her head, ringing in her ear drums. She would've probably told Helga soooner, but when they had entered highschool, teachers felt they should have Pheobe skip grades again. Ya know, try it out one more time. So Pheobe was a senior, leaving Helga and her previous classmates being juniors.

Arnold left the begining of middle school, sixth grade, to go off and find his parents. He would've done it sooner, but his Grandparents felt like he should be older, maybe a little wise. Just incase he would've gotten himself into trouble, just incase he wouldn't find his parents. Just incase. Helga remembered there being a goodbye party held on his roof that Gerald had put together really, but help from everyone. Everyone except Helga. She couldn't bear it. The fact he would be going away for God knows how long! She wasn't going to help contribute to that. Arnold knew she wasn't coming. She didn't exactly tell him, but he kind of figured with her lack of contribution to his going away party. She could remember the last time he saw him. It was a month before school had started. She saw him at the park a few hours before his party.

It was awkward. She wanted so much to hug him and kiss him and never let him go. And he knew this. Even though they shrugged of the roof top confession, he knew she had feelings for. He knew that if she tried to show it, people would poke at her for not being the tough Helga people saw her as. And that was okay by him, if she felt like she had to protect her reputation, then so be it. He approached her. She stood there, trying to hold back everything. He caressed her cheek, and he noticed her blush. He smiled to himself, and kissed her rosy cheek. Helga was now frozen. Arnold took her into his arms and held her. He hugged her for a long time.

"Helga?"

Helga shooked the thoughts out of her head. "What?! When?! How did you find this out?"

Pheobe adjusted her blue framed glasses. "Well, Helga, Gerald told me. He actually is planning on picked him up from the airport tomorrow with his new license."

Tomorrow?! Helga could'nt believe it. She was going to see Arnold again. He body guilded her to the exit of the school, and Pheobe followed. "He's trying to pull together some quick welcome back party, Helga. I was wondering...maybe..." She started to stammer.

Helga narrowed her eyes at her long time best friend. "What?"

"Gerald told me to find some people who would like to help out with the arrangements." Pheobe paused. "We do need the help, Helga, and I know how much you miss-"

"Can't do it, Pheebs." She quickly cut her off. "I've got some plans tonight." She actually didn't have anything planned. The fact that he was returning was buzzing her brain. She was confused and excited. It gave her a headache.

"Okay, Helga. Well, if you change your mind, we'll be at Gerald's place. It's going to be a surprise party tomorrow night, you know, if you want to attend."

Helga smiled but it soon faded. Pheobe began running in the opposite direction they were walking down the sidewalk. "Well, gotta go. I'll see you later Helga!" Her japanese friend called out to her.

Helga clutched at her heart. It was like she just couldn't understand the words that Pheobe was telling her. She would have to see him!

She looked down at herself. "But not like this..." She muttered to no one in perticular.

Helga had turned sixteen just a few months ago. He body of course blossomed when she hit puberty. Her breats were a mid C cup. She had hips. She kept in shape from the girls softball team. Which Dr. Bliss has suggested she do to control her anger. Which had helped Helga, she wasn't as nasty as she was growing up. But that didn't stop her from not letting people walk all over her. She wore a shirt much like her dress in fourth grade, but with dark blue jeans that hugged her butt very well. She got rid of her pigtails, and turned it into a ponytail instead with a dark blue cap that was a little big for her head. It was like that on purpose so she could still hide her pink bow she had kept for so long.

Even though she was still a little brute, she had become a little feminie. She tweesed her unibrow and wore massacra, but thats it. She had told Pheobe, that's all the public is getting out of Helga G. Pataki. But for Arnold, since she hadn't seen him in so long, she would do more. She would knock his socks off!

Helga smiled. "That's it! I'll go out right now and find an outfit for the party! I'll be so hot, Arnold won't be able to take his eyes off me. Or maybe his hands." Helga blushed at that last thought. Puberty had come with many perks for her, but one she wan't fond of was her new sex drive. She was still a virgin, but she wanted to do many things most of her classmates had already experimented. She vowed to save herself for Arnold. But man, she was horny!

There was many nights where thought of Arnold. Kissing Arnold. Touching Arnold. Whispering sweet nothings in his ear. These nights were very lonely, and Helga found a way to...ahem..relieve herself.

She ran down the block to a dress store she had seen Nadine, who had grown to appriciate a more ventage taste, and Sheena, who had more of an artsy taste now. The boutique was called Natasha's Heaven. She stepped inside and heard the door bell ring as the door hit it. The place was slightly small, but with many racks. Racks on the walls, circular racks in the center of the floor. She didn't see many people in here, in fact, just one person. A younger girl, probably a little younger than Helga.

She ventured in furhter into the store. "Now what color should I wear?" She asked aloud.

The younger girl looked over and peered at the strange girl who suddenly started talking to herself.

"I do like pink, but Football Head has seen me in WAY too much pink..." Helga said

"Try red."

Helga looked behind her, to find out it was the younger girl who had spoken. Helga didn't say anything, she just truned her head around.

Red. Helga liked red. She agreed that blondes look good in red. A red dress?

Helga shook her head. No. Too classy. This is just a house party. She would find a red shirt and just wear a dark blue pair of skinny jeans.

She wanted something sexy, something to show off her new found tits she'd been waiting to show to someone, ANYONE! She found a shirt. It was a form fitting shirt. Very regular. Short sleeves, not to short but not too long. But It dipped down to Helga's liking in the front. And it was red.

Helga paid for the shirt, which ended up being $39.99. Definatly a rip off! But it was too perfect to pass up. Plus, She was already daydreaming of what Arnold's face would look like when he saw her in it. She could not pass it up!

She had a big smile on her face walking home. She was going to see Arnold tomorrow. She was going to look slamming. "Plus, I dont' have to set up anything at Hair Boy's house." She chulcked to herself.

Helga couldn't wait.

Arnold was coming back!