The blonde hair, light skin, blue eyed 13-year-old girl walk to the stoop of her best friend's house. To only see a tall black hair, tan, chocolate eyes boy about her age.
"What are doing here, Gerald." The blonde knows as Helga asks as went up the stoop to face him. The boy knows as Gerald was about to knock on the door but stop by Helga's question. Helga looks Gerald, suspiciously rising part of her unibrow.
"Helga," Gerald say her name with such annoyances. "I got a message saying to be here." He answers her question. Gerald pulls out his phone. Put it to the message and show her. Helga begins to read out loud,
"Dear, a good friend I'm The Truth and I'm here to tell you a secret. Your friend, Phoebe is not as sweet and innocent as she put out to be. She just a traitor. Come to her house at 9 pm and see for yourself. Your Truly, The Truth." Helga's sky blue eyes widen at the message.
"I got the same message from that same dude too." Helga shouts in shock. They stare at each other then at the same time they stare at the door. They both rapidly knock on the door. Phoebe's mom opens the door and lets them enter. The smell of cookies being baked fill the house and their nostrils.
"I didn't expect Phoebe to have more guests." Phoebe's mom says to them with a smile.
"Did you say..." Gerald start.
"More guests." Helga finish for him. Both wondering what that person meant by a traitor. Fear struck them both.
"Go up, she's in her room." Phoebe's mom point to the staircase. "It's the white door with sign Phoebe's room." Both Helga and Gerald run up the stairs to Phoebe's room. Helga's hand grab the knob who look at Gerald. Gerald nob in agreement opens the door. Helga slowly and quietly opens the door. Horror, shock, and betrayal place on their face. Phoebe doing something horrible. PHOEBE KISSING ARNOLD!###$$ $$ :$=#$$$ ::##
Phoebe kissing Arnold.
"Phoebe?" Helga's voice cracks as she says her best friend name. Tears well up in her eyes trying not to cry. But on the other hand, Gerald have tears that run down is dark skin cheeks. The voice of Helga stops the kissing. They both had that face when someone caught red handed.
"Oh, Helga I..." Phoebe starts but didn't finish.
"Arnold, dude, how could you? Is this what you did every Friday night then hung out with me? You kiss the girl I had a crush since the 1st grade." Gerald yells at Arnold. Arnold wimp at his anger friend yelling at him.
"Gerald, I di- I just." Arnold shutters his word not knowing what to say about the whole situation. Phoebe's hand reach for Helga's shoulder. Helga moves back. Tears threaten to escape her eyes. Gerald moves back close to Helga away from Arnold. Helga instantly grabs Gerald's hand and run out down stairs. Phoebe's mom held a tray of cookies.
"Leaving already?" Phoebe's mom asks.
"Sorry, it was just a short visit." Helga answer. Phoebe's mom gives two bags of cookies.
"At least take these. Have a good night." Helga's free hand give the cookies still holding Gerald's hand. They run until reach Gerald's Field. They both drop to the frost cover ground. The ground cold but they too busy trying to process everything to really care. Helga closes her eyes. To only see the image of Arnold and Phoebe kissing. She lifts up and hugs her legs to hide her face. Gerald got up sitting next to Helga. Heavy tears and soft sobs escape from Helga. Seeing Helga so vulnerable is new to him. His sigh fills the cold air able to see his breath. His chocolate eyes land on bags of cookies. He grabs them. Helga stops crying and looks up turn to Gerald. She could see the sadness in his eyes.
"I'm sorry." Gerald turns around to Helga in confusion. "I know you have a crush on her since 1st grade. I know you two would be like the perfect couple. Sorry, on behalf of her best friend well maybe her ex-best friend." Gerald surprises by her apology and she shipped them.
"Thanks, Helga. Can I ask you something?" Gerald asks Helga.
"You just did. Kidding, sure ask away." Helga joke and answer.
"Why are you upset? Unless you lik-" Gerald ask.
"I like Arnold." Helga confess.
"But you tortured him like every day." Gerald respond to her answer.
"I tortured him because I like him. I want to tell him but I was too scared so I tortured him. I love that Football head but now I know he doesn't or never love me." Helga reply to his response.
Gerald opens a bag and pulls two cookies. He hands one to Helga.
"Thanks." Helga grabs the cookie and takes a bite.
"Why would you like Arnold, anyway? Did you know he still sleeps with a teddy bear?. Look at his head it in shape of a real football. He's lucky that no one has mistaken his head for a football yet and flew him for a touchdown" Gerald joke. He hopes it cheer up Helga. Helga's laughter fills the cold chilly air. Gerald smile as did Helga. She wipes dry tears away.
"I could ask you the same thing but with Phoebe." Gerald cringe at her name. "She thinks she all that and bag of chips because she knows fancy big words. Also, she snores and loud. It's like trying to fall asleep with ten snoring bears in an echoing cave." They both begin to laugh together. They stop to grab more cookies.
"The stars look pretty." Gerald state as lean back to look at starry night. Helga joins in.
"Yeah, they do." Helga pause for a moment. "Oh, the beautiful night sky that shines. Please shine my path. I'm lost again tonight. I hear whispers in dark. I see the monsters of the night. But your stars guide me back to my path. Oh, the beautiful night sky that shines." Helga poetically says as stare at the sky and sigh in a girly way. Gerald surprise once again by Helga.
"I didn't know you wrote poetry." Gerald responds to Helga's new poem.
"Yeah, I do but tell anybody else and you get a visit from ol' Betsy and the five avengers." Helga threatens Gerald put her fist into her other hand. Gerald would normally back away but the threat didn't phase him not after seeing her soft side.
"Yeah got it, Helga." Gerald answer. She nods her head in saying yes way.
"Good," Helga respond. Gerald got up. His hand extent for Helga to grab to help get up. She grabs his hand and got up.
"Let's take our broken hearts home." Gerald let his arm out for Helga to grab. She hesitant at first but grabs it. They walk to Helga's house first.
"Bye, Gerald." Helga wave goodbye.
"Bye, Helga." Gerald wave goodbye. Gerald walks home. They cry themselves to sleep that night. But tomorrow was a new day.