DISCLAIMER: I do not own Hey Arnold or most of the characters. They are property of Nickelodeon. This story is rated T for cursing and several innuendos. This is inspired by a dream that I had about Hey Arnold years ago. It's really funny, so enjoy!
RHONDA AND CURLY, SITTING IN A TREE
CHAPTER 1
It was yet another fine day at P.S. 118. Everyone was sitting in Mr. Simmons' class, waiting to see what they would get for a project. He said for days on end that they were getting a 'special' project in which the students had to work together on.
"Okay, class," said Mr. Simmons. "We have an extra-special project coming up. Your project will be in...drum roll..." Helga, with her usual angry face, did the drum roll with her pencils.
"A marine biology project!" said Mr. Simmons. The class just looked at him. "And you each get to work with someone!"
Pff, no! thought Helga.
"Now," said Mr. Simmons, "you will get partners!" He held up a hat. "Pick your partner from this hat and you will get a partner. First up...Arnold!"
The hat was brought to Arnold, who picked out a slip. It said: Phoebe Heyerdahl.
"Thanks," said Arnold.
"Next up," said Mr. Simmons, "Gerald!"
Gerald picked out a slip from the hat. He got: Stinky Peterson.
"Okay," said Gerald.
"Next up," said Mr. Simmons, "Helga."
"It better be someone good, Simmons," said Helga. She took out a slip from the hat. It read: Harold Burman.
"Great," retorted Helga. "I got Harold."
"Sure thing," Harold said sarcastically. "I'd love to work with Madam Fortress Mommy!"
Helga growled. Mr. Simmons ignored her.
"And next person to pick a partner is...Rhonda," said Mr. Simmons.
"Okay," said Rhonda. I hope I get someone good, she thought. I don't want to end up with...
Rhonda reached out into the hat and picked out a slip. Now here comes something really good: Rhonda is in for a big surprise! She read the slip:
Curly Gammelthorpe
"CURLY?" said Rhonda in disgust. Curly was looking at Rhonda, smiling and giggling in a cynical way. Rhonda cringed.
"Is something the matter, Rhonda?" asked Mr. Simmons.
"No," said Rhonda. "I just have to, uh, go to the bathroom!" She did not want to be rude again by screaming.
"Sure," said Mr. Simmons. "You don't usually have to go to the bathroom at this time."
Rhonda promptly left the classroom and walked swiftly through the hallways. She didn't say anything or even think anything until she got to the girls' bathroom. When she entered the bathroom, there was no one in there. Rhonda closed the door and screamed at the top of her lungs.
A girl from another class was walking through the hallway, about to go to the bathroom as well. "Whoever's in there...what's going on?"
"Nothing really," said Rhonda. "There was a huge spider in there, but it's gone!"
"Oh," said the other girl. Rhonda ran into one of the stalls as the other girl came in.
"I can't believe I got that psychopath Curly as a partner for this project," Rhonda said to herself. "What am I going to do? I better ask Mr. Simmons if there's a mistake. Maybe he'll be able to switch me with someone else. I hope so. I can't work with that freak!"
