Disclaimer: If you REALLY want to read this than here: I don't own Hey Arnold! that, of course, is Craigs and all his ever so lovely crew.

A/N: This my first thingy writing thingy! So please don't be TOO harsh on the reviews. I mean go ahead and tell me what's wrong with it or you could be nice and be positive! ;)

It was just one of those days again. School dragged on forever and Rhonda would not shut up! I still hang out with her because I have, no need, to keep my rep to make everyone think I did the right thing by leaving him, but I have wondered what it would've been like to not be wanted sometimes... No. I can't think about these depressing thoughts. Not now. Not after I just broke up with Arnold. All the girls want to be with him and all the guys want to do me. I guess you can't help but have hormones can you. O well, any girl can have him now. Even, I hate to admit it, his precious Helga. We all know about her 'little' obsession. Ever since Harold found her hiding behind the dumpster outside P.S. 118. She was shocked and threatened him with 'Ole Betsey' and the 'Five Avengers'. It didn't matter though. He ran straight to Sid, Stinky, and Gerald and told them everything. He didnt realize it though but, he made Arnold grow into an asshole because of that. That's when I came in. I helped him through everything. Eventually, we finally started dating and that's when Rhonda, Lila, and their 'group' noticed me. I gradually started to become one of them. A nosey clingy stuck up bitch. Or at least that's what Helga calls me. Stupid whore... That's why I left him anyways. He choose her over me. Even though he says there is nothing going on between them, yea right, and that he loves me, he still hangs out with her. So I broke up with him at the lacrosse game last night and I guess from what I heard he punched a wall and pushed Helga away into a cutie named Robert, lucky her, and said that this was all her fault. I, personally, think the bitch got what she deserved from my point of view, she went home and cried her self to sleep, ignoring all of the calls from her little asian friend Phoebe and Gerald. Oh well. Not my problem.

Anyways, Rhonda would not shut up!

"Why did you do it? Huh? He tells you he loves you and you dumb him! That's one of the stupidest things you could ever do! I mean I know he hangs out with his 'unibrow admirer' and all but..."

Bla, ba bla, ba bla. She wouldn't shut up about the whole thing! It was giving me a killer migraine... Thank god school was over and all I had to do was drive home to the family that never said no.

"How could my day get any worse..."

I was about to go through the double doors, until I saw him leaning right on top of my newly painted mustang. I just had to ask...

It was this awful bright pink before but I finally convinced my mom to paint it a blood red color. I think its beautiful now, especially since it doesn't remind me of that stupid ribbon Helga always wears somewhere on her. He better not scratch it or I will have his head.

"What did you say?"

Rhonda looked at me curiously while I thought, Just how I wished you would shut the fuck up!

"Oh nothing... Hey! Do you think you could do me a flav'?"

"Sure. What do yo-"

She turned and saw him through the window.

"Oh. Yea. I can distract him long enough for you to dash between the trees to your car."

Relieve rolled on my face for the first time since last week.

"Thanks Doll," I kissed her cheek "I owe you one."

She rolled her eyes then gave me a hug and walked over to Arnold and made him get off of my car. I waited for a while, maybe twenty minutes before he finally turned his back from the door. I dashed out of the doors and into the trees. Rhonda was moving him so he wouldn't see me run to my car.

This is sad... I shouldn't have to be doing this! Rhonda shouldn't have to be a distraction while I run to my car and I shouldn't have to sneak to my car! This is getting ridiculous!

Every time I broke up with him he would come to my bedroom window or send me love notes and flowers, but this was getting really annoying now...

Eventually, she got him to go to her car and I ran for it. Right before Rhonda glanced at me and Arnold saw. He looked at me then gave an angry scowl he picked up from Helga at Rhonda and ran for me.

"Arnold! Wait! I wanted to show you my new prada bag!" Rhonda yelled at the dense teenage boy.

He completely ignored her and kept running towards me.

"Shit." I grabbed my keys and jammed them into the door and twisted to the point where my key almost broke. Great. Mom is going to love this. The key was almost too bent to use anymore.

"Gloria! Wait a second! I need to talk to you!"

Arnold was almost to the third car down from mine now.

Damn you Arnold and your long ass legs. Can't you ever take a hint from me?! From ANYONE?!

I opened the door and jumped in. I slammed the door a little too hard to where the glass window shook. His hand was on the handle of the door about to pull but I was quicker and locked all of them.

Thank you car technology and inventing a way to lock a car with a simple switch.

"Gloria! Please! Open the door. Or at least roll down the window so we can talk about this."

I pondered this while I put the almost broke off key in the ignition and decided to cracked the window so Arnold could hear my seriousness and listen to his pathetic pleas.

"Talk about what exactly? How you choose your fuck buddie over me? How you care more for her? About how SHE feels and how SHE is doing? How SHE nee-"

"Don't Gloria."

He gave me this stare that showed he was getting pissed at every word I was saying. Good. I hope he gets pissed! Maybe he will leave me alone for once. I can't believe talking about this whore is actually getting him pissed off this badly! I think I am actually starting to get scared of this dark side of his... It's a little worrisome actually.

"Don't what?! Hun, Arnold?! You know I think you only dated me because I am a more attractive version of her! So many people have me told me that..."

"Gloria... That's not true... I love you for you and not because you possess some similarities like Helga. Your more beau-"

"See! You just said I possessed some, SOME similarities to that bitch! Even in the fourth grade when Helga hired Stinky to make you jealous, and she 'fired' him because she didn't feel the same way he felt towards her. Then he saw me at the water fountain and asked me out. We ran into her at the movies and he said he took her advice and moved on. When she left and the movie was over he walked me home and I said I had a blast but all he did was turn towards me, looked me in the eyes with guilt and sorrow and said and I quote, 'I'm sorry Gloria... But I don't think I can do this... See, you remind me too much of Helga and I can't keep being reminded of her in a romantic way. So I need to move on with my life. I'm sorry Gloria, I really am.' "

I looked up at Arnold to see his face. His eyes were covered with confusion and... showed a little bit of hope and happiness?

"Wait, wait, wait. Helga hired Stinky to be her boy friend to make me jealous in the fourth grade?"

Really?! That's what he got from that?! Are you fucking kidding me!

"Are you fucking kidding me?! Is that what your stupid dense ass got from that?!"

He looked confused.

"What are you tal-"

"I'm out of here. Bye Arnold. Have fun with your Unibrow Bitch."

I pulled out of the parking spot, almost running over Arnold in the process.

Too bad he jumped out of the way... It would've been fun to see him the one getting hurt for once...

Last Note: If you don't remember who Gloria was just look up the episode "Helga's Boyfriend" and skip to the end. Stinky will introduce her to Helga and also you, but he doesn't know that. ;) Please review! I'm happy I finally uploaded a story! Eeee! *Jumps up and down with happiness*