Chapter 1

Arnold's P.O.V.

I woke up this morning to the sound of my alarm. I sat up and rubbed my eyes, then shutting off the increasingly loud alarm on my right. I pulled on some jeans and a T-shirt all while trying not to fall back asleep. I flattened down my bed hair and grabbed my backpack on the way out of my bedroom.

Today was my first day of junior year in high school back in Hillwood. I really excited to be back with all of my friends again. The reason I hadn't gone to Hillwood High before was because I ended up going to a boarding school out of town after I got out of middle school. I mean it was cool and all but Hillwood is my home. It is where I belong.

I head downstairs to see Grandma and Grandpa in the kitchen.

"Ya holdin' up for some grub partner? " Grandma asked in her cowboy gear. She seriously believes she is a cowgirl or something.

"No thanks Grandma, I don't want to be late for my first day!" I replied.

I ran out to my truck and stuck the keys in the ignition. Wrmm wrmm. "This is not going to work" I thought to myself. I hopped out and started walking to the bus stop. If I walked there fast enough I might be able to make the bus. I have had my truck for about a year and it was pretty awful. I mean it would hardly start and when it did something would end up breaking down. So, I typically just took the bus or walked. I finally arrived to the bus stop to see my long time friend Gerald.

"Hey man! How things been? Been awhile since we seen you around here!" he said.

"Hey Gerald! I've been doing great, you?" I said with a smile.

"Well I finally got Phoebe to go out with me." He said with much excitement.

"That's great Gerald!"

"So have you talked to Lila at all while you were away?" he said with a wink.

"Yeah we texted some." I said and slightly blushed.

Back in elementary school I had a crush on this beautiful girl named Lila. In middle school we had some classes together and started hanging out more and ended up dating. We broke after a few months because I told her I was going to a boarding school. We mutually decided we wanted to stay friends even though I am still in love with her.

Lila is a gorgeous girl with red hair that she used to wear in braids often. She likes to wear skirts and has the cutest voice! Everything about her makes me like her. Even when she says my name, it makes my heart skip a beat.

The bus finally showed up and Gerald and I took our seats in the middle of the bus. At the next stop a few people got on and there was one pretty girl with blonde hair who got on. I leaned over to Gerald and asked, "Who is that?"

"You don't recognize her? That's Helga G Pataki! You know, the girl who made your life a living hell?" he replied with a slight bit of shock.

My jaw dropped open. I did remember but it had been so long that I had hardly recognized her. Back in elementary school she always teased me and called me hurtful names and threw spitballs at me.

She had on Denim skinny jeans and a pink T-shirt and white converse. Her hair was long and blonde and shiny as it flowed on her back. It wasn't in its pig tails as I remembered it but she still had her bow in it. The unibrow was no where to be seen and she had a little bit of mascara on and she actually looked kind of pretty.

She walked on and took a seat and sat down. I was still looking at her and she then noticed.

"Oh, look. Football head is back at Hillwood. Fantastic." She said with a hint of sarcasm.

"It is nice to see you to Helga" I replied as I rolled my eyes.

We finally made it to school. I saw a lot of people I knew. Harold, Stinky, Phoebe, Ronda, Lila and many more. It was great to see them all. The first bell rang and everyone hurried to class. Since it was the first day of school, it was a bit chaotic. I got to my first class and sat next to Gerald. The teacher walked up to the board and wrote his name. Mr. Simmons, my fourth grade teacher. Apparently he got moved up to high school since he was so good with the younger students. After that class the rest of the day flew by in one huge blur.

After school I was walking home when I crashed in to somebody.

"Hey! Watch it football head!" She said.

"Sorry Helga" I replied while rubbing my side that crashed into her elbow.

"Yeah make sure it doesn't happen again Arnoldo." She said as she ran off her face a little red. I just thought it was from the heat of the summer.

I picked up my back pack I dropped and saw a little book under it. It was pink with no words on it. It was small and you could tell it was used. I opened it and read the first little bit of it.

Farewell for now, Heroic Prince.

Our yellow love chariot has arrived.

Gladly I go now to see to your delicious face.

Sadly, I stash my passion deep in this secret pink place.

"Hmm poetry." I thought to myself. I wondered who it belonged to so I read the second page.

Arnold my love.

My sultry preteen,

Why must I hold you only whilst I dream?

Will I be forever enslaved by your spell?

Why must I worship you and never tell?

Arnold, you make my girlhood tremble,

My senses all go wacky.

Someday, I'll tell the world, my love...

Or my name's not Helga G. Pataki!

I slammed the book shut. This was Helga's Diary.