Hello to you all, Its been awhile for me since I submitted anything to this site. But I have been working on my stories while I've been gone and I came up with this story I like to present to you.

It is New Beginnings its about Arnold's return to Hillwood after being gone for so long and how he reunites with his old friends and restarts his life.

Well I certainly hope you enjoy my latest story and I'll do everything I can in keeping the story updated on time

New Beginnings

Chapter 1:

It was just like any other day at Hillwood Airport, but for one passenger he was just glad to be on solid ground again after making several layovers to finally get to Hillwood airport. The tunnel from the plane to the terminal was filled with people of all kinds, Arnold looked in front of him to see a couple with there seven year son. His heart softened little at the sight slipping into a slight day dream of raising a family. For any other guy settling down at age twenty-four would be a nightmare, but then again he had always been more mature then guys his age, and sometimes he wondered if had missed out on some things which was partially obvious since he left his hometown while the rest of his friends went on with there lives and faced life at Hillwood high while he was schooled in south America by his parents. He had allowed a smile to cross his face in remember his parents back in South America and how he spent most of his childhood wondering if they were even alive. But since his trip at the age of nine he found them, Arnold wiped away a tear starting to form as he remembered back to that faithful reunion so many years ago. He had got so lost in thought he didn't realize he has been standing in the terminal so once he brought himself back to reality he headed for his luggage rotating around the circular conveyer belt in the terminal and picked up his pack and start off toward the pick up point in front of the terminal.

Arnold walked out the main door looking around, it was a nice day outside, a few clouds but not a lot as the mid day sun stood over head. "Hey over here." Arnold turned and off in the distance he saw someone with short stack of black hair and he immediately recognized the person as his best friend Gerald. Gerald had been his best and most trusted friend from his childhood. Arnold walked over to his friend and they both reached out in a hug because it has been nearly eight years since he left. As they put apart they did there old handshake, Arnold noticed he was a little rusty at it. "Don't worry Arnold it's been eight years, it will come back to you, and boy do I have stories to tell you." Arnold smiled as he readjusted the luggage hanging on his arm. "I bet, but first why don't we get something to eat, airline food isn't exactly the best." Gerald chucked a little, "Yeah, well the car is this way." Arnold made a quick readjustment to the shoulder strap on his left arm and then proceeded to follow Gerald to his car.

As Gerald drove down the road, Arnold just sat content looking out the window at the buildings passing by, he was lost in thought. Not about, what he'll do about starting a life in Hillwood, but about an old friend of his. Of course, this hadn't gone unnoticed by Gerald, "What's wrong Arnold?" Arnold let out a soft sigh, slightly indicating he didn't want to talk about it right now. "Ok man, whatever you want, so how about we get that food." He said as they pulled in to a parking lot for Fazoli's Italian restaurant. A few more minutes passed as they found their seats after ordering. "So Gerald, how are you and Phoebe doing?" Gerald smiled lightly taking a sip from his drink. "We're doing really well, I may even ask her to marry me soon." A smile came over Arnold, "That's great man, glad to hear it," He reached out and lightly slapped Gerald on the shoulder, "you know you two have been meant for each other for yeas now." Gerald nodded a wide smile spread across his face. "Speaking of meant to be, what ever happened to you and Helga, it seem ever since that whole adventure in south America you two seemed perfect for each other." Arnold's smile faded at the memory. "Well it happened before I left, we had some disagreements and I leaving Hillwood didn't help any." "You know she's going to find out sooner are later that you've come back to town." Arnold swallowed hard on his drink. "Yeah, I imagine so." A sad look over came Arnold. Gerald gave a solemn look, "Look Arnold, I'm sorry I brought up Helga." "Its ok man, it's not your fault…its mine" Said Arnold whispering the second part under his breath.

The car carrying the two men pulled up with a green colored building that looked like just any other residential building in Hillwood, in fact it was similar to Gerald's childhood home, but he moved out two years ago and found a good job as a salesperson at a car dealership. It was nearly night time now as Gerald lead his friend up the stoop. "Thanks again Gerald for letting me stay here till I get settled down." Gerald unlocked the front door and started walking in with Arnold behind him. "Don't worry Arnold, me casa es su casa." Arnold chuckled a little, "Trying to get the most use out of that Spanish class eh Gerald." "He, he yeah Arnold." He said laughing slightly and closing the front door behind Arnold. "Go ahead and make yourself at home, I'll just go and watch some TV." "Ok man" Said Arnold as he made his way up stairs to the guest bedroom. The door gave a slight creak as Arnold walked in began to set his luggage down besides the bed and just laid on the bed tired after the long flight. He wondered to himself just how many of the old class still lived in Hillwood, and how they would react to his return to Hillwood, and especially Helga for that matter. He even began wonder just what she was up at the very moment, but as he thought about different things, the fatigue from the flight finally took over and he fell asleep.

Well please let me know what you think, please review, thank you.

Until next time Jarel Kortan signing out.