A/N: Hey all. This is another story par moi but this time, it's longer and will have multiple chapters. And sorry in advance I know that Arnold may be a little OOC in the beginning.

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I no own Hey Arnold

I should have seen him coming, running and panting with his hair blowing in the wind. This always happens, fate always hurls us together but this time, I wish it hadn't. Isn't that crazy?

"Helga!" Arnold smiles at me. This makes me scowl, why would he be so happy to see me on the ground. "OH. Sorry." Being the knight in shining armor that he is, he stretches out his hand to help me up.

Grabbing it, I glared at him but he is still smiling. "Hey, watch where you are going, Football He-"

"Oh, I am so glad that I bumped into you, Helga." Now he is smiling like an idiot and his eyes look like a child's when they want something. Okay now I am confused. Maybe he wants to confess the deep desire he has for me as I have for him. Maybe that night a year ago when I had confessed my undying love, knocked some sense into him. Yeah…right.

He wanted to see me? I nearly scoffed. "Okay, I better go get the nurse." I spin around just wanting to book it out of there.

"No! Wait!" His warm hand shot out and held my shoulder. I couldn't keep the lovesick grin from appearing my face. Thank goodness my back was turned to him. This kind of thing has been happening a lot ever since I confessed; I am more open, unfortunately. "I just wanted to ask you something, Helga."

"Oh?" I raise my brow. "And just what is this something, Hair Boy?"

"I…um…you know…still kind of like Lila but…she…doesn't like me back." Arnold sighed. "I just want another chance…so I was thinking about our whole relationship…and I remember when my cousin came to visit…" He trailed off.

"Spit it out, Arnoldo! I don't have time to stand here all day." My face didn't portray any emotion but disappointment filled me inside.

"Sorry. You remember that whole scenario where I tried to make Lila jealous so I was hoping we could try that again…you know…to see if she has feelings for me at all…maybe…You were so helpful the last time and I appreciated that." Arnold shut his eyes, waiting for the yelling and then to be pushed onto the ground when none came, he cautiously opened his eyes to see a stern look on Helga's face; her arms crossed and foot tapping. She was obviously not happy.

"Uh no, I remember what happened last time Hair Boy and it didn't end well. I had your creepy cousin following me for days and then somehow he got my number. He called me for weeks after he left." Her scowl and sarcastic tone didn't fade even as she turned and was about to stomp away. "In addition isn't she always telling you that she doesn't like you that way. Do you need a billboard sign to tell you?"

"I don't know…but she always hangs out with me. Please, Helga. I'll do anything." He pleaded with all his heart and smiled with relief when she had stopped only to turn around and look him in the eye.

"Yeah, but that's because you both are friends. Wait a minute, anything?" I drawled the last word as my brow rose again.

"Yeah…I'll pay you!" He smiled, poor boy thinks that he has me hooked but once again I shake my head and walk away. He runs up to me and looks at me with shining pleading eyes, I can't help but go back and remember everything he has done for me. Stupid Football Head, I despise your looks of plead and need.

"Fine." I rolled my eyes as the bitter word escaped my mouth.

"Oh! Thanks Helga." He wrapped me in a hug. "Come to my house around 5 o' clock."

"Fine." Out comes that bitter word again. I push him away, harder than I intended and walk to class. I am the first to arrive; I sit down in the desk at the back corner and cross my arms while I gaze out the window. Mr. Simmons gives me a puzzled look but continues to mark our math tests. He must be thinking that it's so strange for Helga to be in so early, she is one special child. I nearly scoff at the thought. Soon enough I am writing many pieces of poetry in my pink book with my favorite purple pen. The time just seems to fly by, I am happier in my corner than outside. The bell sounds and everyone runs to their classes. Phoebe finds me in the corner, not at all surprised to see me in here so early. I am glad she doesn't ask questions being how good of a friend she is but not so glad when she drags me to my usual middle row seat which is in front of that big headed Arnold. He turns and smiles at me, I just shoot him a glare and return to my work. How did I get myself into this mess? I sighed.

I walked outside and felt the cool breeze tangle my hair. It was pretty quiet, well as quiet as it can get anyway but then I hear sneakers pounding the pavement and a masculine voice calling my name. Oh boy. I longed, dreamed of him chasing me and pouring out his heart and soul. I spin around and he skids to a stop.

"Why are you following me, Hair Boy?" My hands find its way to my hips and a scowl to my face.

"Um...I wanted to walk you home." He smiled nervously.

I rolled my eyes. He just likes to keep torturing me with his 'good deeds.' Oh Arnold. "We haven't started this whole 'dating' thing yet, Football Head. Just go home." I saw a blush come to his face to my surprise.

Arnold rubbed his neck nervously. "I know but I want too...walk you home, I mean."

"Whatever floats your boat, Hair Boy." I start walking towards my house, pretending not to care if he follows or not. You know this might not be so bad...I mean I get to spend time with my beloved and he willingly wants to spend time with me...sort of. I felt a warm presence beside me and sighed. It was awkward silence for both blondes, the only sound was their feet hitting the sidewalk in an even pattern.

"You are not mad at me, right Helga?" Arnold's small voice broke the silence. "I don't want to force you into something you don't want to do."

Helga hesitated, "I..." Her kept her gaze away from him. He has done so much for me in the past, maybe it's time that I should do the same. "It's fine." My pace quickened as my shoulders tensed. I sensed his concerned gaze watching me. I turned to scowl at him. "What?"

"Nothing! Uh...let's just go to my house."

"Why? You said 5 o' clock, Football Head. I think it's time to get a watch." I began walking at a quicker pace.

"I know but...I figure we are walking home together anyway...so how about it?" He matched my pace.

"Fine." Sighing and throwing my hands up in the air, giving up.

It was silent as they turned around but Arnold soon spoke up. "You have been saying that a lot..."

"What have I been saying, Arnoldo?"

"You have been saying Fine ever since this morning."

"Yeah...well. You have been a pest all day, Football Head."

"Whatever you say, Helga." He sighed in defeat and decided to keep quiet during the entire walk home.

A/N: Welcome back... This is the first. What did you think, put it in a review. :)