A/N I know it's been done….but I don't really care =) haha Complete H+A Mush. Enjoy.
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She went through the day as though it were any other day. Little did the population of PS 118 know that this would be the last day that they would see Helga G Pataki.
"Phoebe, there is something I have got to tell you. " Helga began desperately.
Just at that very moment, Gerald, Phoebe's boyfriend came around the corner, linking arms with the small Asian girl and leading her down the hall.
"I'm sorry" called Phoebe in a descending voice. "Can this wait until tomorrow?"
However Phoebe disappeared down the hallway well before Helga could tell her that there wouldn't be a tomorrow.
"Helga are you ok?" said an all too familiar concerned voice.
"Ar-Arnold" Helga responded having been caught off guard. "Everything is FINE Football head Doi!" she snapped as she walked past him. Oh my love how sweet you are too notice when I'm upset. I will miss you kind stare, you're soothing voice, your angel face….
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"Hurry up Olga! We want to get there BEFORE the sun sets, preferably"
"It's Helga dad!" Helga corrected as she struggled down the stairs with her last duffle bag.
The Patakis' loaded the remaining items into the moving truck. Helga looked back at the town house she had grown up in. Where she first confessed her love of Arnold to a flabbergasted Phoebe. Where she found solace in her volumes of Diaries. A room that she would never sleep in again. She slid into the back seat of Bob's new Honda. Today was about sad endings and new beginnings. She only wished the she could have told Phoebe good bye.
The neighborhood rolled past her, her face pressed against the cold glass window, she took one last look at life as she knew it. Sid, Curl, Harold, Arnold and Sheena were playing baseball at Gerald's field. She could only imagine that Phoebe and Gerald were together…Rhonda was probably off somewhere, brushing her hair.
She sighed and slumped back against the seat, quickly falling asleep as the road trip loomed.
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"Rise and shine Olga!" Bob's voice boomed through the car. Helga's eyes fluttered open as her half conscience mind struggled to understand what happened.
Bob had taken a "Business Opportunity" or so he had called it. He was opening a headquarters office in a high rise in New York City. Which meant moving about 150 miles away from Hilwood. Not that Helga minded too much, she loved the city. But she would miss Phoebe and of course she would miss Arnold. Oh Arnold. She looked down at her golden locket. If only I could have told you good bye.
-----------------6 Years Later------------------
A fifteen year old Helga spread an array of baked goods across a plastic fold-away table. Brownies, cupcakes, cookies. This was her and her friends' last stitch effort to raise the remaining money for their spring break trip. Their break was only a month away and time was running out to make all of the needed reservations.
They were set up in the high school cafeteria and the first lunch period was about to begin. Helga, Claire and Ashley were three of Northwest High's most feared cheerleaders. All three were model beautiful. Claire was the smart one, she could see straight through any bullshit that was being said. Ashley was the sweet talker. Ashley could convince anyone to do just about anything for her. And Helga…well Helga could beat up the quarterback.
When the bell rang for first lunch shift, the girls crossed their fingers and hoped for the best. Their plan was to spend 2 weeks at the Disney World resort. They had almost all the money needed for the trip, they just needed a few hundred dollars for spending money. Luckily Helga had convinced her dad to match whatever the girls were able to raise on their own. So far through various other fundraisers they had raised 2,000 dollars. They just needed $500 more to meet their goal. After Bob's contribution that would give them $5,000 to plan their trip.
By the end of second shift lunch they had sold all of their items. The baked sale had made roughly $200.
----------Later that day---------
Helga threw her backpack on her bed and settled into her desk chair. As soon as she turned her computer on she was greeted with a new message.
ThatGuy15: How was the bake sale?
YourPrincessJuliet: Successful as anticipated. =)
ThatGuy15: So you're serious about this Disney thing?
YourPrincessJuilet: Of course, why are you wanting to join us? Lol.
ThatGuy15: Maybe I will. Haha.
Helga leaned back against her chair. She had met ThatGuy15 about a year ago in a chat room. They had gotten along and have been talking ever since. He was sweet, but she wasn't stupid. They hadn't even told each other their real names. She was sure he was harmless, but after all the stuff about child predators on the news, it couldn't hurt to be safe.
She tapped her fingers on the keyboard, debating on whether or not she wanted to type what was on her mind.
She took a deep breath and preceded.
YourPrincessJuliet: Maybe you should come. It's about time that I meet the guy that I spend all my free time thinking about.
ThatGuy15: …
ThatGuy15: You're Serious??
YouPrincessJuliet: The offer expires in about 30 seconds….
ThatGuy15:…but what if I'm not ready to find out that you're some 40 year old man with a body hair problem?
YourPrincessJuliet: LOL. 20 seconds…
ThatGuy15: I mean…you're really serious about this. You're not just kidding me?
YourPrincessJuliet: 9 seconds…..
ThatGuy15: I'll be there.
YourPrincessJuliet: That's what I was hoping. March 15th-26th. I'll take care of the hotel reservations…you just worry about getting there. And bring a friend if you want. I'll get back to you with the details.
Helga logged off. Had she seriously just done that? Oh well, sometimes you had to just take a risk. She hadn't been so preoccupied with a guy since she was nine. And she hadn't even seen his face.
Picking up her cell she dialed Ashley's number.
"You won't believe what I just did." She began before Ashley had time to say Hello.
