Me: I love Hey Arnold, So decided to write a story about it!

Arnold: For who now?

Me: You and Helga.

Helga: Doi! Football Head!

Arnold: Whoa!

Me: Arnold, do the disclaimer. Please!

Arnold: PokeshippersShadow1 doesn't own Hey Arnold!

Me: On with the story.

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Chapter 1: Your Bow!

Arnold looked at Helga. She looked so different. But then again everybody looks different when they get older. They were both fifteen years old. To Arnold, Helga changed the most. Helga had gotten her eyebrows waxed in the sixth grade. She also changed her style a little. Helga wore a white v-neck long sleeved shirt with a pink shirt underneath. She wore regular jeans with white and pink shoes. She also developed beautifully. As Arnold sat behind her, he couldn't help but chuckle. Her hair was loose and flowed down her back. Her bangs in the front were no longer cut neatly but were long and messy. (A/N: Like how her bangs were in Arnold's dream, I forgot the name of the episode.) But to hold her hair back, she wrapped her pink bow/ribbon behind her bangs. She has had that bow since she was three years old. They were currently in their ELA class, with Arnold sitting behind her. The bell then rang, and Arnold tapped Helga's shoulder.

"What do you want, Football Head?" Helga looked at him in annoyance. Arnold sighed at her name calling. He grew out of his football head shape and now had a regular shaped head.

"I wanted to ask you something." He said as he walked beside her to their next class.

"Well ask away." Helga said not really caring at the moment. Arnold gazed at her. She was a little nicer compared to when they were younger.

"Why did you keep that bow?" He asked her. Helga blushed at the question.

"No reason, why?" Arnold smiled. He grew a crush on her ever since the F.T.I incident. He even said it was love by now. So when ever he had the chance to flirt with her, he did. And now was the perfect chance.

"Oh, I was just thinking about how much I love it." Helga blushed again.

"And why do you love it so much?" Arnold smiled at the question.

"Because it goes with your outfit so beautifully." He smiled at her shocked expression.

"So what are you?" She said playfully. "A fashion judge." Arnold smiled.

"No," He answered. "I just love the way you dress, the way you look, especially you eyes." He said as he gazed in to them. Helga blushed at his flirting.

"Oh," was all she could say.

"I also love playing baseball with you, making you blush," He was about to say something else but Helga cut him off.

"Making me blush?" She asked completely confused. Arnold nodded and smiled.

"You look so cute when you do." This caused her to blush again. "See!" He pointed at her cheeks. "You know what else I love about you?"

"No, what?" Helga asked. Arnold leaned close to her.

"When you say yes, especially if I ask you out." Helga giggled and looked at him.

"But you never asked me out, football head." She said looking at him. Arnold chuckled.

"I haven't?" He asked stupidly but still smiling. Helga shook her head. He leaned closer again. "Well how about I do?" Helga smiled as she realized what was about to happen. "Helga G. Pataki, will you go out with me?" At this point all of his confidence was used up. Helga smiled at him.

"Yes, Football Head." Arnold smiled and wrapped his arm around her. They began to walk to lunch.

"So where would you like to go on this magical date?" Arnold said in the most charmingly way.

"I don't know." Helga shrugged. "You figure it out, Football Head." Arnold sighed then smiled when he had an idea.

"I know where to take you." Helga looked at him.

"Where?" She asked as she bit into her sandwich. Arnold smirked and took her sandwich out of her hands, he then took a bite. "Hey! Quit eating my food and answer my question." She took her sandwich back.

"It is a surprise." Helga looked at him and shrugged.

"Whatever, Football head." He took out a bottle of Yahoo. He took a sip. Helga smirked and took it. She then took a long sip of it. Arnold snatched it, and smirked at her. He then leaned closer to her.

"Geez Helga, if you wanted to share something with me, just ask." He then leaned forward and kissed her. Helga was shocked then relaxed into the kiss. She placed her hands on his chest while he placed one hand on her hip and one on the back of her neck. He used the hand on the back of her neck to pull her closer and kiss her harder. Helga pulled away while breathing heavily.

"Criminey, Football Head." Helga said once she caught her breath. "You must be feeling mighty bold today." Arnold chuckled and leaned towards her again.

"I am a bold kid." Helga smiled at him, and followed his actions.

"Doi!" She leaned forward and kissed him. Arnold placed his arm around her instead of her neck. He sighed happily into the kiss. Helga pulled away again, Arnold was getting a little annoyed. "We are still in school." She looked around for any teachers. Arnold sighed and loosened his grip, then he mumbled.

"Fine." He crossed his arms. "But watch yourself on our date." He added playfully. Helga blushed and giggled. She then moved her arms around his neck and smirked at him.

"You wanna know the reason why I always had my bow." Arnold raised an eyebrow.

"Why?" He pulled her closer. Helga smirked again.

"Remember when we met?" She asked. Arnold smiled.

"Of course." Helga smiled.

"You said you like my bow because it was pink like my pants." She said. Arnold smiled.

"So you wore it for me." He smiled widely. Helga grinned and nodded. He kissed her again, but Helga pulled away after a few seconds. Arnold was really annoyed. "Stop doing that!" Helga smiled at him.

"School." She said simply. She wrapped her arms more around his neck and leaned into him. Arnold blushed but smiled at her. "Now about your hat…………" She trailed off.

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Me: I liked it.

Helga: Boy, we kissed a lot.

Arnold: Are you complaining?

Helga: No. (Kisses him.)

Me: Oh! Criminey!

Helga: Oh be quiet!

Me: This was my first Hey Arnold, so please go easy on me.

Helga: Please, just don't write anything bad.

Arnold: Why?

Helga: She wouldn't listen to bad comments, she just throws them out.

Me: That is true.

Arnold: So nice reviews.

Everyone: REVIEW NICELY!