Helga's POV

Helga woke up to the sound of her alarm clock.

she grunted "ughh." hit the alarm and sluggishly got out of bed.

the clock read 6:30am

All of the covers had been thrown onto the floor and her room was cluttered and a complete mess.

Helga kicks her way through the blankets and pillows that were on the floor and makes her way to her closet, she enters and claps twice. Her closet glows brightly from the Christmas lights hanging in the closet bordering something, grabbing anyone who looks at its attention.

In the center of her closet lies Helga's shrine, a replica of Arnolds head made out of a football for his head, yellow feathers for his hair, and a blue cap.

Surrounding the head were poems scattered about, some taped to the wall, some on the floor, as well as photographs of Arnold that Helga took when he wasn't looking.

Beside the shrine was a boom box, and a set of books, 14 in total, all filled with poems about Helga's deepest feelings. mainly the feelings for her beloved football headed classmate Arnold.

Helga sat down in the closet and selected journal number #14 turned to a blank page and began writing whatever came into her head, doodles, poems, fantasies you name it.

after a while she sighs

"Oh Arnold,

I wish I could confess my love,

and yet the one opportunity I get to tell you how I really feel, I cover it up with a pity lie.

All I want is a chance, a chance to show you the girl who I am on the inside,

building up walls, hiding behind a mask, besides the fact I may act like I hate you I really don't,

It's all just an act, I'm really just scared of what everyone will think of me,

what you will think of me."

Helga sighs again, then leaving the closet, continuing with her normal everyday routine.

Helga opened the fridge hoping that Miriam had remembered to buy groceries that weren't her "smoothie" ingredients.

and yet she was let down once again the fridge almost empty, all that was in there was;

some fruit, milk, water, and large bottle of Vodka, nothing new there.

Helga grabbed an apple and headed out the door.

"I'm going to school now!" Helga yelled slamming the door on her way out.

"not that anyone would notice"

Helga barged through the doors of PS.118, stomping through the halls scowling,

"Out of my way geek-bait!" she said shoving a boy that was blocking the path.

Arnold and the Gang were now in the Six Grade, Helga's schemes became less elaborate as she made an effort to be kinder to Arnold and Gerald, since Phoebe and Gerald had recently started dating over the summer.

But Helga was still Helga, and even though she had lightened up and become kinder through the years, when she was in a bad mood, she wouldn't hesitate to let people know exactly how she felt.

And today she was in a bad mood. it was apparent to Phoebe.

"Helga? is something the matter you seem rather grumpy today." Phoebe said sounding concerned for her best friend.

"I'm fine Pheebs. I'm absolutely FINE." Helga said crossly.

She groaned

"Where do I even begin?

Bob and Miriam stayed up till 11:00 at night arguing and yelling,

The only thing my house has is vodka, so all I ate this morning was an apple,

and to top it all off My sister Olga is coming to visit on Tuesday, so yes everything is just peachy."

The Bell rang and Phoebe walked off to class, Helga stomping her way through the halls once again with a scowl on her face.

Soo guys how do you think I did? was it good? was it bad? was anyone OOC? please let me know because this is my first fan fiction and I could defiantly use some pointers. :)

~Brooklyn