Disclaimer: Ok, if I owned them...::sigh::if I owned them.....


I Want to Tell You......

"Um, Arnold?" Helga said in a very dry voice.

"Yeah Helga?"

"Could I..talk to you?"She said worridly.

"Sure" Arnold walked with her to the play ground. She sat down. He followed her.

"Arnold, I have to let you know that since we were in fourth grade, I had this huge crush on you"

She said this, hoping she would be struck by lighting, or something. What was she doing? She was telling a kid who she bullied for 14 years her innermost secret!

//Get a grip Helga....your 16..you can do this//

"To tell you the truth Helga, I always really like you too."

"Really?"She said taken aback.

"Yeah. I thought you never liked me though because of the way you acted twords me"

"I had some bad family problems. I was kind of raised to act like that, but that doesn't excuse from doing it."

"Its all right Helga"Arnold said. //She really likes me! Should I ask her out. Is it too soon? Maybe I should wait..//

He blurted it out before he could stop himself.

"Sure. I'd like that" She felt like a balloon was swelling inside her and would pop with happiness any second.

"Pick me up at 8?" Helga said, knowing her parents wouldn't care.

"Perfect"

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