Title: Wish Upon a Star - Prologue
Author: Bunny
Rating: G/PG
E-mail: Akane_Bunny_Tendo@yahoo.com
Timeline: Alternate reality fic
AN - Helga, Arnold, and the gang are all in the sixth grade.
Helga is slightly more mature (emotionally) than before. Arnold of course,
still doesn't have a clue. And it's almost a miracle that almost all the
students are in the same class. And by that same miracle of animation, they
still even have the same teacher! Can you believe that!?! Anyway, I've decided
to make Lila a better person in this fic (for reasons you'll see later).
*Just decided to add this little fanfic from my site. Though please don't hold your breath in
waiting for an ending. This is one of
my first fanfics that I've written.
Wish Upon a Star
Prologue
It was a bright and sunny day as the students of P.S. 118
entered their classrooms. Everyone seemed pleased and happy with their lives.
All except for one girl - Helga. She had been upset for the past few months.
Ever since Lila came to town that is. She always thought that maybe just a
little competition would somehow force her to bring out her feelings for that
"foot-ball head." As she later found out, however, it only drew her
further and further away from him.
Not a day went bye that she didn't feel like telling the
entire world of her feelings for him. To be able to shout out those words to
the world would have felt like heaven to her. But poor Helga had her pride at
stake. After all, what would Arnold say if out of nowhere Helga confessed her
true feelings for him. Run for the hills? No, she couldn't tell him. Even after
all these years, she had kept her feeling locked inside. The only person she
ever told her true feelings about Arnold to was her diary. Through all these
years, she had begun to think of her diary as a close, personal friend.
Something she could tell all her dreams to. But it seemed, as though, lately
she would need a real person to share all her feeling with. She needed a best
friend.
She realized that trying to get Arnold was like trying to
get a star from the sky. It was becoming more impossible as the days went on.
She had tried everything. From making him jealous to trying to get rid of the
competition. Nothing seemed to be working. After all these years, she was beginning
to realize that fate was against her.
She just felt like giving up. She felt as though the entire
world was against her and Arnold being together. "Why does it have to be
this way?" She asked herself as she sat in her desk. "All I want is
to be with the guy I love. Criminey, I guess wishes don't come true." She
thought as she remembered the wish she made the night before.
~ Flash-back ~
Helga was getting ready for bed when she noticed a picture
she had on her dresser. It was a picture of her and Arnold together at
"Chez Paris." Actually, it was a picture of Arnold and
"Cecile" perfectly happy with each other. That night, she paid one of
the waiters fifty dollars to get a picture of them together. It was a perfect
item to add to her shrine.
She held the picture up to her face. Memories of the
some-what date started flowing through her. From Arnold having a great time
with her to him kissing her on the hand. She left out the parts with Ruth and
the real Cecile, of course. "If only he could look at me like that all the
time." She thought as she stared at the picture. She then placed a kiss on
the image of Arnold and lightly settled it back on the dresser. Thinking again,
she hid it under her mattress. "Maybe some day we could...no, it'll take a
miracle for that."
It was then that the thought hit her. She went up to her
window and stared outside. The beauty of the night sky overwhelmed her like a
poison. "A poison I could live with." She thought. For as she looked
up into the sky, she realized that the stars reminded her of Arnold. "How
is it that he's able to sneak into every thought in my mind?" She thought
as she kept on staring.
A few minutes passed as she remembered why she went up to
her window in the first place. "I hope this works." She said aloud,
but almost silently to herself. She opened the window feeling the cool breeze
of the night airbrush against her face. She placed both palms together against
her chin and whispered to the night sky. "I wish I may, I wish I might,
have this wish I wish tonight. Beautiful stars of the heavens, please send me a
miracle. Allow my love to see my true feelings from him so that he may
know...allow him to see that I can still be that same "Cecile" that
he almost fell in love with so long ago, had he known the true values of love
as I know them." She waited for an answer. After a few minutes of silence
passed and there was none, she continued. "Please, at least show me a sign
that he at least has some feelings for me? Or that you've even heard my plea?"
When still nothing came, she slipped into bed and fell asleep as the tears
trickled down her face. :(
As she was sleeping, a star threw a bright light in front of
the Pataki residence. As it grew brighter, a figure emerged from this aura. It
appeared to be an angel, though its features were hidden by the glow
surrounding it. As it appeared to leave, it whispered to the air, "I will
help you, my child." With that said, she vanished into the night air.
~ End of Flash-back ~
Coming back to reality, she noticed that everyone was
seated, while Mr. Simmons came into class. "For some reason, I feel like
something is going to happen today. Something weird." Little did she know
that she was talking out loud. Phoebe looked at her like she was going insane.
"Helga, what's wrong?" "Oh, nothing Phoebes. Today just feels
really weird is all." "Oh." Was all Phoebe could say since Mr.
Simmons was about to talk.
"Okay class." Called out Mr. Simmons. "Today
we're going to try something different. We're all going to change seats! Well
at least all of you will, that is. Isn't that exciting!?!" He said as he
began to organize his papers. "Uhhhhhhhhh!!!" Was the reaction he got
from the class.
"Criminey," mumbled Helga, "and I thought
something was going to happen today! This is the most boring day ever!!"
"Don't worry, Helga." Said Lila, while trying to
reassure her...ummm...friend? "I'm sure it will be ever so
thrilling."
"Yea right." Answered Helga, while muttering
"that prissy-faced-now-it-all."
And so they all started finding their seats. Helga being the
last to get up saw that she had nowhere to sit but next to Arnold. She started
thinking to herself whether or not she should take the chance (which was both
good and bad) in sitting next to him. But before she could decide, someone else
decided for her. Helga looked with horrified panic as Lila began to approach
Arnold. Then, to her amazement, she stopped, turned around, and looked right at
her.
"Hey, Helga. Why don't you sit next to Arnold."
She said while pointing at the seat. "See, I saved a seat right next to
him for you."
Without waiting for an answer Lila took the seat two desks
away from Arnold. Why couldn't Helga see the seat you ask. Well it's obvious -
the creator of this fanfic placed an imaginary barrier over the seat so that
only Lila could see it until just the right time. Then again maybe it was
because it was blocked by some other kid's majorly bad hair-do. In any case, it
was blocked from her sight of view.
Anyway, Helga became curious as to Lila's sudden
friendliness to her. Sure she was friendly before, but this time it didn't seem
as though she had an alternative motive for it (translation: she wasn't trying
to steal Arnold from her). "Not that I own him, of course." She
though as she stood there speechless.
Arnold had a some-what horrified/confused look on his face.
He wasn't sure what was happening. He was still afraid of Helga, but realized
that the past few years she had not been as mean as she used to. She didn't
beat up on people as much as she used to. And she looked almost a bit sad
sometimes for a while before covering it up with a "Criminey, what are you
staring at foot-ball head?" "I wonder what's wrong with her?" He
asked himself. Then remembering what Gerald told him, all the fear just came
back to him. The words filled through his mink, "Maybe it's just a phase,
man. Give her a few days and she'll be knocking everyone down left and
right."
Lila, seeing the scared and confused looks Arnold was
showing while waiting to see if Helga would sit there (since she had no where
else to sit) decided to speak. "Don't worry Arnold. I'm absolutely sure
Helga will never tease you again." She said with a wink.
Arnold sat there even more confused than before. "Now
what was that all about? Oh, well. Maybe she's right. I should just try and
ignore her more." As I said, he's clueless, but I suppose he'll learn
sometime in this story. Right? Sorry, I just feel like putting my opinions in
here every once in a while.
Helga, coming back to reality, did a playback in her mind.
**Arnold, empty seat, Lila giving away empty seat.** "Okay what in the
heck is going on here?" She asked herself. Noticing that Mr. Simmons was
patiently waiting for her to sit down, she took the seat next to Arnold and remained
totally silent for the rest of the day (probably due to shock).
After the bell rang signaling the end of class, Helga
decided she should get some answers from the little snake...I mean Lila.
She went up to her and practically dragged her out the class
into a corner.
"Helga, what on earth are you doing?"
"Okay, what are you planning?"
"Why, what ever do you mean?"
"You know what I mean. Spit it out sister! Why are you
being so nice to me?"
"But I'm always nice to you, Helga."
"Yeah, right. Is this about Arnold? I know that you
know that I like Arnold so what is it? Are you trying to steal him from me or
something?"
"No, no Helga." Lila makes an exasperated sigh and
begins her confession.
"Well, I don't have all day ya know."
"Well, you see. I'm not really Lila."
"What?"
"Helga, I'm your fairy God-Angel sent from the heavens
to take care of you."
"Yeah right. Like I'm supposed to believe that!"
"Here, I'll prove it to you."
Where Lila once stood now stands the figure of an angel. But
before Helga could get a good glimpse of her, she was in the state of
unconsciousness (translation: she made contact with the floor).
To be continued...