Chapter 1

Living without Him

She would never forget that terrible day. The day that Helga G. Pataki overheard her parents' plans to move away. Far away. If you look at it from another person's point of view, it would have appeared to be a good thing. Helga wasn't exactly the nicest girl around, and her leaving would be cause for celebration.

Even Phoebe, Helga's best, and practically only, friend told her it was a chance to change. To go where no one knew her and start all over again. Helga agreed with that, but still resented the idea of moving. Why? Arnold.

Helga's extremely serious crush and hopefully her future husband. The things Helga said behind closed doors, or when no one was looking. The passion and love she expressed with poetry at a level far beyond her years. All of it was about Arnold. Her world revolved around the boy. What would she do without him?

All of that was seven years ago. She couldn't remember anyone's faces; they were all blurry in her mind, all but one face, of course. There was no way she could forget about Arnold. Everyday she imagined how much he'd changed in seven years, wondered if he ever thought about her.

Helga blushed as she daydreamed about a sixteen-year-old Arnold. She reached under her bed and took out her "Arnold Box". A box she kept her memories in. Obsessed about him still? She couldn't deny that she was. She had changed though, and you wouldn't recognise her today.

"Really!?" Helga screamed into the phone, practically deafening Phoebe in the process.

"Yes, Really," Phoebe giggled. "He asked about you."

"A-Arnold asked about me?! What did he say?" She screamed again.

"He just asked if I still talked to you, and how you were." Phoebe laughed.

Helga let out a long frustrated sigh. "I really want to be there. This place is the pits. Nothing but complete morons here."

"I just remembered. I'm coming up to see you this weekend. My older brother is driving me." Phoebe said, casually.

Helga hatched an idea. Arnold. Maybe he could…also visit. "Phoebe! Get Arnold to come with you!"

Phoebe took a few moments before the words registered. "Do you think he'd come if I invited him?" Helga asked excitedly.

"I don't think so. After all, he's pretty busy with school, Jackie, taking care of his grandparents…"

"Jackie?" Helga muttered, an overwhelming feeling of hate coming over her, a feeling that she hadn't felt since the day she moved away.

Phoebe was silent.

"Who is Jackie?" Helga spat out the name as if it was poison. "Jackie is…Arnold's pet dog!" Phoebe shouted. "Anyway, bye Helga, see you soon!" she yelled hanging up the phone quickly.

Helga frowned. "What a terrible liar."

She pounced on her bed and reached under her pillow, pulling out her old locket. "Oh Arnold, have you met another girl? A dangerous seductress who steals your heart with every kiss? The thought of that is enough to make me sick, and turns my wavy hair into snakes that bite and hiss, why oh why did I ever have to leave you, my darling?"

Bee: Well this is my first fanfic on HA! Hope you like how it started. Everyone is sixteen in this story. (Just lettin' ya know)

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