Disclaimer - I don't own Hey Arnold, Craig does, and if he didn't I would be really sad and this story wouldn't existed.
A. N - Yes, I know I'm working on two stories at once, but I can maintain my time with it. Summer break!
This story is a mix of Romance and Humor. It gets really funny. Lol, and I'll understand if you think some parts are stupid. Just wait till I put the second chapter up. It's gonna take me awhile to write this story though. I only have two parts fully written, and I expect this story to be way longer then ALP. I'll try to add a part around every week so no one will lost interest. Believe me, this is a story of mine that you'll really wish you followed along on.
It's a story taking place after Arnold Save the Neighborhood.
Chapter 1 - It Begins
FLASHBACK
Helga was walking that fall day swaying leaves as she walked. She was walking to Arnold's to congratulate him on saving the neighborhood, and to tell him something really important. Helga got to Arnold door and knocked.
"Hello Helga," Arnold said answering it. "what's.." Helga pulled Arnold outside to the left side of the house before he could finish another sentence.
"Listen Arnold, I HAVE to talk to you, and it's very important."
Arnold looked down "Well, okay Helga, I guess." Arnold looked back up at Helga. "So, what do you want to talk to me about?"
"Well, you know how you saved the neighborhood this morning, and you saved me since I was dumbfounded standing in the street."
"Yeah," Arnold eyed Helga. "What about it Helga."
"Well, I have to confess something to you Arnold and understand that this is hard for me."
"What Helga, you can tell me." Helga grabbed his hand and held on to it tightly.
"I REALLY like you Arnold."
Arnold smiled. "Thanks Helga, that's a sweet thing to say."
"No" Helga shook her head. "I actually, like you, like you." Arnold looked at Helga unable to respond. "Arnold, are you okay?" Helga asked.
"I'm okay Helga but it sounded like you just said that you 'liked me liked me' ."
Helga sighed. "That is what I said Arnold."
Arnold looked down. "For how long." He asked
Helga stood up and a blush came across her face. "Um, about six years."
Arnold moaned. "Helga, I don't want to hurt you, but I don't." Arnold paused. He didn't want to hurt Helga like he hurt Lila. "Helga," He started again. "Your a good friend, I guess" Arnold looked up in the air starting to rethink what he just said. "I really like you too Helga." Arnold let go of her hand and turned his head. "Sorry Helga, but my minds been playing around with me."
"What do you mean." Helga asked. Her and Arnold started to walk back to the boarding house.
"Well, it's kind of personal. There's this weird dream that I had about Arnie a few mouths ago, it kinda. Got me.. confused?"
"What was the dream about?"
"Um, do you mind if we talk about something else."
Helga sighed. "Actually Arnold, I have to get back home soon anyway. Bye."
"Are you okay Helga, I didn't mean to hurt you if I did."
"I'm okay." Helga smiled back at Arnold. She continued to walk home and she sighed once again. Helga knew about Arnold's parents coming soon so she had to confess, even if it would hurt her.
END OF FLASHBACK
"Oh I just lost my boy.
He's down in Alabama with his family.
Oh hope he comes back
cause I'm miserable as heck.
Oh please Arnold, the boy, who I hope to see."
The audience clapped at one of Helga's famous country songs she was singing. Arnold just lefted a few months ago, Helga was still nine, down in Seattle's Country Music company (CMC) singin' the blues. She decided it was alot better to sing her emotions instead of showing them, especially after Arnold had to leave. She wasn't afraid to sing however, Arnold did know her secret anyway, and once she tried out for singing. She realized that she had a great voice. But since she missed Arnold so must, she would sing sad country songs about him preying one day, that Arnold would come back from Alabama and sing with her, but Helga knew that even though she confessed her secret, Arnold was still as dum as can be. Helga knew that Arnold never thought that she was singing about him, even when she mentioned his NAME! Helga didn't think that Arnold could tell the kitchen from the bathroom, or inside from outside, probably not even a boy from a girl. She just had to deal with what she had, and one of them thinks just happened to be a nine year old boy that probably forgot she loved him.
"Thank you" Helga said aloud to the cheering people. She walked over to Phoebe who was with her at the time standing off of stage.
"Wow Helga, this music place you told me about is really cool, the blue and black lights everywhere shining on the person singing, It looks like a disco, and how you sing is so sweet Helga, but so sad. What on earth do you sing about."
"What I feel Phoebe, what I feel."
( Cuts to Arnold )
"Hey Arnold Honey" Arnold's Mom called.
"Yes, Mom" He responded.
"Could you take the trash around for me, me and your father are going outside to take a short walk."
"Okay Mom" Arnold smiled.
Arnold's room was alot different from his old room in the attic. I mean, sure it still had the sunlight, but it had more room in it, and it wasn't upstairs or in a boarding house. It was a brown colored house and to Arnold, it meant everything in the world. Arnold ran outside. Arnold still had friends from school, and alot of them I should say, like his new best friend Matthew. Matthew was just like Gerald to Arnold, he was black and pretty tall, his voice even sounded a little like Gerald's, but Matthew wasn't cool, he was actually a geek in school with those blue glasses. There was Fofoo who was a million times like Phoebe, she was the smartest in his class. She looked just like Phoebe except she didn't have glasses, and of coarse no matter how hard Arnold tried, he would never be able to forget Jenny, Jenny was just like Helga and boy I'm not gonna start explaining THAT. Arnold started acting alot more like a kid ever since him and his parents reunited, of coarse he's still sweet and helpful, but he's alot different then he was two mouths ago but of coarse, that's one thing Helga would have to find out for herself.
Arnold finished taking the trash around and started looking for his parents outside. Outside it was beautiful. Light green grass continuously growing, and a little parking lot around the right side of it. The sun shining brightly, and no clouds.
"Hey Mom" Arnold said running over to them. "Can we go to the carnival today, I heard that it just opened?"
"Sure Arnold." She said. "Just get ready." Arnold ran back in the house.
(Cuts to Helga and Phoebe )
"Are you ready for your second number." Phoebe asked Helga.
"Yeah, I guess." She sighed thinking about Arnold.
"Helga, are you okay?"
"Yeah, Im just thinking about something valuable that I lost about two months ago."
"Oh, you mean Ar.." Helga put her hand over Phoebe's mouth.
"Don't ever say that name around me again Phoebe."
"Oh come on Helga, you told me you confessed your love to him about a month ago."
"Actually Phoebe, it was two months, and the dense boy hasn't called me or sent a letter to me or anything."
"Oh I'm sorry Helga, but you should be happy that he's happy." Helga started to walk away up stage again.
"Well, sure I'm happy that he is Phoebe but ever since he left, my live has been falling apart. No Arnold. All I can do is sing sad country songs until he comes back, I don't even think my family knows that I'm a star." Helga paused and turned around to look at Phoebe. "As a matter a fact, I don't think Arnold does ether."
"Oh come on Helga." Phoebe smiled walking up to her. "Arnold wouldn't forget you, it would be too hard." Phoebe grinned. "Believe me. He'll remember you," She mumbled. "but ever since he moved back with his family, I'm certain that he's grown less independent of himself and he's just, forgot about calling you or writing letters to you."
"Arnold!" Helga laughed. "Less independent? That's the stupidest thing that I've ever heard. I bet Arnold's helping a person out with a problem right now as we speak."
At the carnival, Arnold was sitting down on a brown bench with his friend Matthew eating cotton candy.
"Hey boy!" A brown haired boy screamed running up to the two boys crying. "My brother won't let me ride my bike. What should I do!" He continued crying.
Arnold thought for a moment. "I don't know, I'm a kid too you know."
"Yeah," Matthew said. "He's a kid and so am I, talk to your Mom."
The boy walked away pouting.
R/R chapter 2 coming ASAP.