So this is my first Hey Arnold fanfic I don't know how this will turn out but lets hope for the best haha~ If you want me to continue, rate and review! Also, I'm a newbie at writing, so I like greatly appreciate constructive criticism. That will be all, lets begin the story!

A pair of feet clad in blue converse stepped off the bus and onto the pavement. The boy that owned the pair of feet looked at the building before him nervously; Hillwood High. After six years at San Lorenzo, Arnold had finally come back to Hillwood, for good. "You alright, man?" Gerald asked, stepping off the bus. Arnold grinned. "Yeah, just a little nervous," he admitted. Gerald smacked his friend hard on the back and laughed. "Brother, I have said it before and I'll say it again: it is good to have you back!" The two recently reunited friends made their way inside the building, shoulders closely brushing together.

As soon as Arnold walked inside, everyone acted as if some major celebrity had made an entrance. Teens screamed his name in delight and threw their arms around him. Arnold said hello to all of his old friends, and tried his best not to cry. Seeing all these old faces was getting the boy emotional. "Arnold? ARNOLD! IT IS ARNOLD! OH, ARNOLD!" Rhonda exclaimed, rudely pushing through kids to give Arnold a hug. "You've gotten so handsome! Almost good looking enough to be associated with me!" Rhonda said, straightening Arnold's plaid shirt. Arnold rolled his eyes and smiled. "It's good to see you too, Rhonda." "Ain't it good to see me?" Stinky asked, pushing Rhonda aside. Rhonda shot an acidic glare at the lanky boy.

Arnold clapped his old friend on the back. Rhonda's hair was still kept short, but she had gotten taller, blessed with long legs and big boobs. She had replaced her red sweater and pants with a red crop top, black cardigan and pencil skirt. Stinky had hardly changed, but did seem skinnier and taller, if that was even possible. "Where is the rest of the gang?" Arnold asked. "Probably in another part of school, but who cares about those duds anyway? Let me see your schedule! Do we have any classes together?" Rhonda asked. Before Arnold could open his mouth, the girl had grabbed the paper out of his hand and scanned it. She frowned. "Oh, dear, we only have geometry together, and that's not until tomorrow," she muttered, disappointed.

"Give him some air, Rhonda, Arnold's just got here. We should all be getting to first period anyway," Gerald said, taking the paper from her hands and giving it back to Arnold. Rhonda glowered at Gerald before flashing a dazzling smile to Arnold and taking off. Stinky have a quick goodbye and followed in her foot. "Boy, I really can't wait to see the rest of the gang again! Is everyone doing okay?" Arnold asked, slowly walking with Gerald through the hallway. "Helga's doing fine," his friend replied. Arnold felt his face grow warm, and he turned indignantly.

"I didn't ask if SHE was specifically doing okay," he mumbled. Gerald turned to face his friend with raised brows and pursed lips. "You were thinking it though." Arnold turned away, and was silent for a few moments before speaking again. "So...so she's really fine?" Gerald rolled his eyes and gave his friend a noogie. "YES, loverboy! And I bet on my life she's still crazy about you! You'll see her soon, I believe you have third period with her. Now come on, WE have Language Arts together. Lets go, my man!" Arnold laughed and followed his friend, his heart racing in anticipation for third period.