Ok guys. This is my first chapter to San Lorenzo, or the jungle movie. I'm trying to make the chapters kinda long since updates for this story won't be as often as my first story, so bear with me:) and please read and review, give feedback, point out mistakes you see and whatnot. Thanks you guys, I hope you like it!

The jungle movie- revised

Finally at age Eighteen Arnold got what he wanted. A trip to San Lorenzo. A few weeks ago Arnold had come across an essay contest, where the winner and three guests got to visit San Lorenzo for three weeks. He had yet to call Gerald with the news that he won the contest, since he was too busy thinking about who would have to go. It would be obvious for Gerald to go with him, and therefore Phoebe, His (finally) girlfriend to come too. And who does that leave to come? None other than Phoebes best friend Helga. Yeah Arnold had to admit that Helga had gotten way nicer over the years, finally allowing her bully persona to drop. But ever since she lost her attitude things have been weird between them. Not too awkward, but still awkward enough to make the trip slightly stressful. Arnold knew that in a way they were considered friends, well more like acquaintances, anyways.

Finally, Arnold called up Gerald to pass on the news., who would pass on the news to Phoebe to tell Helga. Keeping him from having to worry about it.

…...

Phoebe had called Helga with the news about an hour ago. They were leaving for San Lorenzo in a week. Humming 'Wake me up' by Avici as she packed her bags, Helga didn't notice when Olga came into her room.

"Well Hello Helga. What are you doing, dear?" Helga groaned to herself. Of course they wouldn't remember.

" We went over this Olga. I'm Packing for San Lorenzo. Remember? Arnold won a contest and is taking us there for three weeks...?"

"Ohh is that the boy you had a crush on? He was so Adorable, dear, whatever happened to him?"

Helga sighed. "Olga.. we never talked much. Nothing happened to him. I'm just going 'cause Phoebe wants me to go." Helga grabbed her Khaki shorts and placed them in her suitcase.

"Oh, I'm so sorry baby sister." Olga rushed over and enveloped Helga in a big hug.

"Me to Olga, now if you don't mind I'd like to finish my packing now, so I don't have to worry about it later."

" Always so smart and efficient Helga, I wish I was like that." Olga walked out and seconds later banging sounded in the kitchen. Olga was already making dinner.

"Oh why did she have to move in... gahhhh. Two weeks away will help I guess." Finally done with her clothes, Helga placed the pink and white striped beanie on top of her head, slipped on her hot pink converse and left for Slausen's. To meet up with the guys. By the time Helga got there, Gerald and Phoebe were already there sharing a large bowl of ice cream.

"Hi, how can I help you?" The lady at the counter waited impatiently while Helga decided. " Get me a medium mint chocolate chip Shake. With a cherry." A few minutes later, Helga made her way to the table. "Hey, you guys."

"Hi Helga." Gerald smiled at her and took a bite of the ice cream in front of him. Gerald and Helga were pretty good friends. They had to be ever since her best friend started dating him. Honestly Helga didn't mind really, he was pretty cool

"So where's Football Head? Isn't he the one that wanted us he-"

"I'm here! Sorry you guys. I had to help get grandma off the dinner table." Arnold slipped into the booth next to Helga, who stiffened just a little. Oh how she wished she could hold his hand.. just once. "Is that mint chocolate chip?" Helga nodded and before she could say anything he had reached over to take a huge gulp.

"Arnold! What was that? Get your own shake!" Just as she said that Arnold snatched the cherry off the top before running to the counter to get his own shake. Helga shook her head. "I guess that's payback for all those years of torture huh?"

Gerald laughed. "Nah. My boys to nice for that."

"Sorry Helga," Arnold said finally sitting back down, I just wasn't sure if I liked that kind or not. I've never tried it before.

" So you take me cherry too?" Helga grabbed for the one off the top of his shake only to have it disappear from her range. Arnold laughed, ok so maybe they were more than just acquaintances but this kind if thin doesn't happen too often. " Football Head. You owe me."

Holding the cherry up by the stem Arnold raised an eyebrow. "You have to ask, Helga."

"What! Why? You just stole mine." He just held it there, pulling it away. So with a low growl Helga reached up and pinched his armpit hard, and when he dropped his arm with a gasp Helga leaned over and bit the cherry off the stem.

Arnold stared at her surprised before laughing loudly. " Remind me next time to not to take your food." Phoebe and Gerald, on the other side were working to hide their laughter, making Helga blush.

Phoebe coughed pointedly. "Anyways, are you excited Arnold? I heard it's quite beautiful there.

"Oh it should be." Arnold took a sip of the smoothie he'd gotten himself and smiled at Helga. "You know, this is probably my favorite. It's really good."

" I'm glad you think so, Football Head. "(make note that she says that in a more endearing fashion now a days). After discussing where they would meet once they landed for their connecting flight, Gerald and Phoebe left to go do something on their own, leaving Arnold and Helga alone. "Well, I'd better head home. Olga's making dinner."

"I'll walk you home." They walked in silence for a while before Helga finally spoke up.

"So are you excited?" Suddenly he went a little tense, Helga almost missed it though, so she got curious. "You ok, Football Head?"

"Um, yeah, just lost in thought is all. Yeah I'm pretty excited. It's where my parents lived." Helga was surprised he was telling her this. Shes only heard snippets here and there, not wanting to press him for the story if he didn't want to talk about it in the first place. " Right. They were explorers right?"

"Kind of. They helped keep a small tribe in San Lorenzo healthy while there."

"Is that why you wanna go? To connect? I can understand that." Helga wished that were the case for her family. All she got was a dad who didn't care to remember her name, a drunk and forgetful mom, and an older sister who is too perfect to even realize she's perfect. Wonderful life right?

"Yeah, in a way." a few minutes later they stopped in front of Helgas house. " Well, i'll see you at the airport."

"See ya football head." Helga frowned annoyed with herself. Yeah she used to torment the kid but that was a long time ago, Helga had stopped with the tormenting a long time ago when she realized all she was doing was pushing him away, and that's not something she could handle. Now a days whenever she saw him upset like that, it made her gut twist. Helga sighed and opened the door hoping to get to her room without detection.

"OLGA! Is that you?" Helga sighed.

"No dad, it's Helga."

"Oh ok. Well, Olga, do me a favor and get e a beer, will ya? I don't wanna miss the game." Not bothering to correct him Helga went and retrieved his favorite, Oktoberfest, hoping to keep him quiet for a while while she wrote in her journal. It happened to be something she did every time she talked to Arnold, somehow getting ideas every time they spoke. What was surprising even to Helga, was the fact that only Half of them were about him. She had come to realize that perfection is not endless and should not be exploited because it will wear off and loose its beauty. Not that she believed that could happen to him, but she took that advice, given to her by Dr. Bliss, about a year ago.

"Helga dear! Could you be a saint and help me with dinner?" And that of course would be Olga. Helga frowned.

"Olga, why would you need help? You never need help."

"Oh come now baby sister, No ones perfect. We all need help every now and then." Well better take this one down for the books. Olga actually thinks she's not perfect, what a shocker...

"Pleeeaassee?"

"Fine, hold your horses, jeez, I'm coming." Olga had wanted her to make her famous sauteed green beans. Olga had come to realize that although they would never admit it, they family loved her green beans better than Olga's. So she had comprised with Helga and agreed to let Helga cook the beans in exchange for some privacy until dinner. How Olga had managed to get Big Bob and Miriam to refrain from asking for a beer or smoothie for a whole evening, Helga didn't even want to know. So after making the beans Helga raced up the stirs, grabbed her pink notebook and her favorite purple pen and proceeded to pour herself out onto the pages. That lasted about ten minutes, before she allowed herself to cool off.

What to do for the next two hours, Helga thought to herself. Finally she decided to just turn on Pandora and listen to the radio. That was pretty much how the rest of the week went, Helga helping a little with dinner, getting some privacy and listening to music. After some thought Helga began to realize Olga was helping get Helga get some privacy before she left for San Lorenzo, and Helga had to admit she had a better sister than some people had the luxury of saying. Helga being unused to the actual help from Olga, Helga decided a simple small gift and thank you note would suffice.

Helga had decided on getting Olga a necklace, nothing special really, just a small letter O made out of green metal with a rose in the middle. As you could expect Olga freaked and wrapped Helga in a huge hug, surprisingly making Helga happy she did what she did.

…...

day of the flight

Olga held Helga in a tight hug, crying. "I'm gonna miss you so much baby sister." Phoebe was talking to her parents a few feet away and Arnold was waiting patiently with Gerald who's parents had dropped the both of them off. Arnold's grand parents couldn't drop him off themselves since his grandma didn't wanna 'see the coronal go off to war.'

"Olga, I'm only gonna be gone for three weeks."

"I know I know. I just can't help it. Your growing up so fast!" Just then the last call for the flight came over the intercom. "OK go on before you miss your flight dear. Have fun and take lots of pictures OK?" Helga nodded, grabbing her carry-on and finally boarded the plane. As it just so happens Arnold and Helga had seats next to each other, while a few rows back Phoebe and Gerald had seats together.

After every one was seated and everything was in order, it seemed like forever before the flight attendants finally went through the processes, seat belts, cellular and electronic devices, yada yada and so on. After doing it over again in Spanish we finally prepared for lift off. "I'm on my way mom." I stayed silent and let Arnold have his moment, pretending I didn't hear anything.

After a failed attempt at writing I sighed and put my journal and pen aside.

"Something wrong Helga?" Arnold asked curious, having heard her sigh.

" As it turns out planes aren't much of an inspiration for poems." Arnold nodded and stayed silent for a while "So do you know where we are staying? Hotel, Motel, sleeping bags?"

"Sleeping bags. Mr. Rivers wants us to camp near a small water fall. Letter said something about the water fall is relaxing or something." We stayed silent for a while before she began to nod off.

Simple things plagued Helgas mind as she slept. Things like Arnolds smile, his helping her off the ground when someone had pushed her on a particularly bad day in ninth grade, his hair, the way his eyes sparkle when he laughs, how he'd gotten a lot taller over the years. The dream was kind of bitter sweet actually. Helga knew he would never go for a girl like her. She used to be so mean to the boy, and that's not something you forget. And besides, who in their right mind would like their former bully?

Helga shifted in her sleep, and glancing over Arnold saw that she had tears pooling in her eyes. What could possibly make such a strong girl cry in her sleep? He admired Helga, though that's not something he would tell people. Despite the fact that she was nice now a days, people weren't quite over the fact that she used to be a bully. Arnold admired how strong she was, how caring he knew she could be. Although she tried to hide it when she was younger, Helga was a selfless girl at times. So in the hopes of comforting her in her sleep, Arnold gently pulled her to him and wrapped his arm around her midsection to keep her from falling forward. In an instant she wrapped her arms around him, snuggled into his chest and sighed contentedly. Before he fell asleep, Arnold noticed that her stomach under his fingers was strong and slightly muscled under her tight pink stripped polo. Finally Arnold smiled to himself and closed his eyes.

…...

Helga grunted, annoyed. Who the heck is pushing her? "Helga, wake up. It's time to get off the plane. Helga opened her eyes annoyed, then seriously wished she had sat up first. She had been asleep on Arnolds chest, which would lead to the fact that the first thing she saw was his crotch. She blushed a beet red. "Well good morning sleeping beauty." Helga froze finally realizing why she had been so comfortable. She was asleep on his chest with her arms wrapped around him. I turn he had one arm wrapped around her mid section, with his feet stretched out in front of him.

"Um. I'm sorry I fell asleep on you, I'm sure that wasn't very comfortable for you." Helga sat up and went to get her carry on bag, all the while begging for her cheeks to return to normal.

"Oh its ok. It wasn't all that uncomfortable. And besides you were very peaceful. I wasn't about to move you." Helga blushed a little but nodded. That's just the kind of person he his. Sometimes he just doesn't know how to say no or do things for himself.

"Guess what my man?" Gerald said as he clapped Arnold on his shoulder. "Were in San Lorenzo"

Suddenly what the really meant to Arnold dawned on him. " We are, aren't we?"

"I'm on my way mom."