Mr. Simmons was starting a new unit in history. They were going to be covering World War I and World War II and they would be watching a film. The lunch bell rang and the students returned to class. Mr. Simmons got out his teacher's edition history book.

"Boys and girls, get out your history books," requested Mr. Simmons.

Arnold, Helga, Gerald and Phoebe were all sitting at the same table. Harold, Stinky, Sid, and Curly were sitting at the table next to them. As soon as Helga opened her history book, Harold slipped a comic book in her history book.

"I don't want to study history," whispered Harold. "I want us to draw a comic book."

"It could be about what we do in class," stated Sid.

"Yeah!" gasped Curly. "I saw you slip a comic book into Helga's history book."

"She'll start reading it and Simmons will take it away from her!" laughed Stinky.

"Simmons will take her and the comic to the office," smiled Harold. "I'll trick Arnold, Gerald, and Phoebe into going out into the hall. I'll lock the door and get a screw driver and take the door knob off the door."

"If we do a comic book, I want to jump from table to table," recommended Curly.

"You'll get into trouble for that," whispered Arnold.

"No one asked you!" snapped Harold. "I slipped a comic into Helga's history book."

"We noticed," declared Gerald. "You could get her in trouble."

Mr. Simmons was heard all of them talking. He turned around and saw Arnold, Gerald, Phoebe, talking to Harold.

"Please don't talk during the lesson," asked Mr. Simmons.

"Mr. Simmons, we need to tell you something," declared Gerald.

"You can tell me after class," responded Mr. Simmons.

Meanwhile, Helga was day dreaming about the comic. She was thinking about how lucky Arnold was to find his parents. And she thought about Phoebe's life being prefect and her parents being proud of her. She thought about Gerald's life, he had Jamie O and Timberly as siblings. Helga began to day dream about what her life would have been like if she lived with Gerald's family.

Day Dream

Helga had a twin sister named Timberly. Her sister was the same age as her and they had a good relationship. She didn't do things to embarrass her in front of her friends. And the best part was that she didn't have to compete for attention.

"Timberly, I'm glad you're my sister," smiled Helga.

"Me too," replied Timberly. "Want to go tease our brother?"

"Which one?" asked Helga. "Jamie O or Gerald?"

"Gerald," answered Timberly. "We're five years olds and we can get away with more. Jamie O is too mean."

"Did you say we were five!" gasped Helga.

"Yes, we're five," responded Timberly.

"I'm nine!" cried Helga. "I'm in Gerald's class!"

"What's wrong with you?" questioned Timberly.

"Helga, Helga, wake up!" said a familiar voice.

End of Day Dream

Helga woke up and saw Mr. Simmons was standing by her.

"Helga, I don't appreciate you reading a comic in my classroom!" scolded Mr. Simmons. "And you fell asleep. Let's go to the Office!"

"Mr. Simmons, I saw Harold slip the comic book into her textbook," stated Arnold. "She got side tracked and Harold was trying to get her in trouble."

"I saw him do it too," added Gerald.

"Me too," said Phoebe.

"Harold, I'm going to talk to see Mr. Wartz," Mr. Simmons said in a not to happy voice. "We'll talk about the right type of punishment."

Mr. Simmons put on a film and left the room. Sid got out a cell phone and called Mr. Simmons classroom. Harold got up and went to answer the phone. He acted like he was talking.

"Okay, I'll tell them," stated Harold. "Mr. Simmons wants to see Arnold, Gerald, Phoebe and Helga in the principal Wartz's office."

Arnold, Gerald, Pheobe, and Helga got up from the table and walked out into the hallway. Harold looked them out and put a piece of paper up to the window. He took a screw driver and took the knob of the door.

"Who wants chocolate!?" yelled Harold.

"ME! I Do!" cried chocolate boy.

Meanwhile out in the hallway, Arnold, Gerald, and Helga waited in the hallway. Phoebe was on her way to go get Mr. Simmons. She met him in the hallway.

"What are you doing?" asked Mr. Simmons.

"You called the classroom and told Harold that you wanted us to come to the office," explained Phoebe.

"I didn't call the classroom!" answered Mr. Simmons.

He took of running and stopped in front of the classroom. Mr. Simmons tried to open the door and the knob fell of the door.

"Mr. Simmons, Harold took a screw driver out of your desk," cried Helga. "I saw him take it out. When we got out in the hall, he locked us out."

"Now how are we going to get back in?" asked Mr. Simmons.

"I hate to interrupt," apologized Arnold. "I hear something."

"SIMMONS, ARNOLD, HELGA, PHOEBE, AND GERALD ARE OUT OF THE WAY!" yelled Harold. "NOW WE CAN DO WHAT WE WANT! WE ARE GOING TO DRAW A COMIC BOOK! EVERYONE IS GOING TO DRAW A PAGE FOR THE COMIC. WE ARE GOING TO START WITH ME SLIPPING THE COMMIC IN TO HELGA'S COMIC, MR. SIMMONS LEAVING THE ROOM, ME TRICKING ARNOLD, HELGA, GERALD, AND PHEOBE INTO LEAVING THE ROOM, AND ME TAKING THE SCREW DRIVER OUT OF THE DESK AND TAKING THE KNOB OFF THE DOOR!"

"Mr. Simmons, I have an idea," whispered Arnold.

"What?" asked Mr. Simmons.

"You can got out side and unlock the window and crawl in through the window," suggested Arnold.

"Harold will lock it," replied Mr. Simmons.

"Not if he thinks we are going to break the windows," smiled Helga. "Gerald is going to the bag of foot balls and we're going throw a foot balls against the wall. Gerald and Phoebe are going to throw them at the bottom of the classroom door. Arnold and I are going to go outside and throw them at the wall. We need you to come outside and act like you are yelling at us. We need Wartz to do the same with Gerald and Phoebe. Hopefully, you can open the window or the janitor may be able to get back in the classroom."

"Now, I need you to start yelling at us," smirked Arnold. "And I want you to yell so Harold can hear you."

"YOU ARE NOT GOING TO THROW FOOTBALLS AT THE CLASSROOM WINDOW OR THE AT THE DOOR!" yelled Mr. Simmons. "THAT CAN DO A LOT OF DAMAGE!"

"But, we know what we're doing," yelled Helga.

"NO YOU DON'T," yelled Mr. Simmons. "IF YOU DO IT, YOU'LL BE EXPELLED FOR DISTROYING SCHOOL PROPERTY!"

"HELGA, PHOEBE, ARNOLD, AND GERALD ARE GOING TO GET EXPELLED!" gasped Harold. "WE HAVE TO INCLUDE THIS IN OUR COMIC BOOK."

Mr. Wartz came down the hall to see what was going on. Mr. Simmons and the kids explained what had happened. Arnold told him that they were going to make Harold think they are throwing footballs at the windows and the classroom door."

"I'm going outside with Arnold and Helga," whispered Mr. Simmons. "I need you to stay here with Gerald and Phoebe. They will throw foot balls against the back wall, where nothing can be damaged. I'm going to get the janitor to work on the door, while I'm outside. I want you to yell at Gerald and Phoebe."

"This plan better work," warned Mr. Wartz.

"I think it will," promised Phoebe. "We'll I'm thinking of it, Curly is jumping from table to table. He said that when they planned this scheme."

"Curly, will be in my office!" Mr. Wartz said angrily. "And so will Harold!"

Arnold and Helga went outside with Mr. Simmons and Gerald and Phoebe stayed out in the hall with Mr. Wartz. Gerald went and got the janitor to go work on Mr. Simmons' classroom door.