A/N: (I really hope you guys like this fanfic. It is my first fanfic and with lots of excitement and crazy imagination this idea came to mind.)

Summary: Helga leaves when she barely starts fifth grade, just to return four years later when sophomore year has started in High School. There she gets to live the drama a regular teenager goes through…couples, drugs, parties, homework, dances! Everyone is back but acts in a different way, will Helga be able to survive being back in Hillwood?

High School Drama

Chapter 1: Helga Is Back

"Where should I turn?" Miriam asked adjusting her glasses with her left hand as she stopped in front of a stop sign.

"Criminey mom, I'd figured you'd still remember where everything was. It's not like anything as changed here," Helga pointed out opening her window to let the cool air in.

"Helga it's been four years since we left and of course I'm getting much older, so I don't recall things that well," Miriam said glancing at her youngest daughter then back at the road.

"Well it wasn't my fault my dearest father wanted to move so he can expand his business," Helga recalled crossing her arms over her chest.

"Helga, why must you insist on talking about that? You know that it already happened and I really do not want to talk about your father right now," Miriam said clearing her throat and keeping her eyes on the road. As she spoke her voice was beginning to crack as she was about to start to cry.

Helga looked at her mother and thought, Yeah, me neither.

Every single detail in Helga's life started to turn upside down when she found out that her family was moving out of Hillwood. She was so calm with her life. She was starting fifth grade and everything and everyone was still the same. Every time she remembered that event that happened on a Thursday night, her eyes used to get watery because she was going to leave her part of her childhood, memories, and friends behind.

As Miriam was pulling into a gasoline station, Helga quickly closed her window as she hated the smell of gasoline. She watched as her mother slip a credit card into the slot and started punching in the numbers.

Helga sighed trying not to remember that day when she received the tragic news. She still remembered every single word said and gesture done, it just seemed like yesterday…

"I'm home," Helga yelled closing the door behind her.

She threw her pink sweater and catcher's mitt on the floor and headed into the living room. She still looked the same with the pink bow in her hair and her cute pink dress. And yes, she still had the unibrow and was still the tough girl everyone knew.

She looked into the living room but there was only empty furniture. Helga decided to go to her room and get started on her homework. She knew that fractions were not going to do themselves. As soon as she reached the stairs, she heard voices coming from the kitchen. She immediately recognized the voices that belonged to Miriam and Big Bob, so she continued to climb the stairs. Helga was halfway when she heard a loud crash.

She quickly ran down the stairs and into the kitchen where she found a broken blender that had been smashed into a thousand pieces. She looked up to see Miriam startled with her hand on her heart and Big Bob leaning against the counter.

"What happened?" Helga asked worried.

"Nothing," Big Bob replied. "I was just hugging Miriam against the counter and we pushed the blender."

Helga frowned, "Ew! Thanks for the mental picture."

"Get over it," Big Bob said standing up straight. "Now that you're here, you can listen to the great news I have."

"You finally got me a pony," Helga guessed titling her head to the side.

"No and you should let that go," Big Bob insisted. "Helga listen closely to what your father is going to say."

Helga sighed, "Okay what?"

"I have finally saved enough money to buy the biggest corporation of beepers called Ring-A-Ling."

Helga snorted at the mention of the company's name, "Ring-A-Ling?"

"Don't worry I'll change the name," Big Bob assured, "Now if I buy the company there is many chain stores connected to it. Making Big Bob's Beepers come alive in every city of this country. Also making me very, very rich."

"Isn't that great news, Helga?" Miriam said touching Big Bob's arm.

Helga smirked, "Of course that's great news, we're going to be swimming in money."

"I'm happy you agree on that part. Now there's something else you need to know, the company is in Los Angeles, California. This means that…" Big Bob glanced at Miriam then back at Helga, "We're going to have to move there."

Helga sucked in a breath and stared at both of her parents. Miriam with her short blond hair with her glasses on and wearing the same purple dress. Big bob with his gray hair, green shirt, and brown pants. Helga felt her heart stop and soon someone was going to have to call 911.

Helga swallowed slowly before speaking, "What?"

"I think you heard me pretty clearly," Big Bob answered walking toward her, "It has already been decided and we are going to move."

Helga shook her head, "No I'm not going to move. I'd rather go jump off a cliff before packing up my stuff and leaving this house."

"Helga darling, it's for the best," Miriam said holding onto Helga's shoulders. "You get to start a new life and Olga is going to be there."

Helga looked away, the one thing she was going to dread was having Olga around. Especially because she is currently studying at USC to become a teacher.

"I don't want a new life," Helga yelled through gritted teeth. "I'm fine with how we're living now. I have everything here. My school, my friends, and…" Arnold, Helga told herself starting to feel tears well up in her eyes.

"So? You get to go to a new school, get to see new places, and get new friends," Big Bob mentioned leaving the kitchen. "You better start packing your stuff, because we leave in two weeks."

"But…" Helga said but Big Bob was gone to the living room to watch the wheel.

She looked back at her mother who started cleaning the broken blender. Nobody was listening to her and she was just a kid who had to follow her parents' orders. There was nothing she could do.

"Okay then we're ready to go," Miriam affirmed putting on her seat belt and starting the car. She drove out of the gas station and continued driving down the same road she was on.

"Did you remember what street I'm supposed to turn in?"

"Yeah, after these two streets make a right."

Miriam smiled, "Are you feeling excited? I know I am, being back here in our little old city."

Helga rolled her eyes, "Please don't make me puke."

"I can't believe my daughter is starting High School. You should be feeling excited," Miriam stated turning the right signal on. She swerved into the right lane and waited to check for any cars coming.

"Mom, I already started High School remember? I finished my freshman year and then you mentioned that you transferred me to Hillwood High for my sophomore year."

"Oh that's right," Miriam said finally turning to the right. "Time is flying fast. Do you think you'll get to see all your little friends?"

Helga felt time froze, so much for time flying. She didn't want to think about her old friends. She didn't want to think that she'll run into them. Another event in her twisted life that she had trouble remembering. The last time she saw all her friends, the people she grew up with…

"I'm sorry Phoebe but there's nothing much I can do," Helga said hugging her best friend.

Phoebe wiped her tears and replied, "But you can't leave who is going to tell me what to do from now on?"

Helga laughed through the tears, "How can you think about that right now? Just do me a favor, always keep contact with me. If in the future I come back I wouldn't have to surprise you."

Phoebe nodded putting her tiny glasses back on, "Don't worry about it Helga."

Helga sighed as she noticed some familiar faces heading towards her. She took a deep breath trying to prepare for what's going to come. She knew exactly; the tears, the goodbyes, and the "I'll miss you" phrase. She and Phoebe had talked about her leaving back at school and they decided to talk some more in the vacant lot.

"Oh my gosh! Helga, I just heard the news that you're leaving?" Rhonda asked standing next to Phoebe.

"How can that be?" Nadine wondered carrying a jar with a ladybug in it.

"Boy howdy, I can't believe that our best catcher is leaving when baseball season has just started," Sid said making Helga look away. "We're going to get creamed by the sixth graders now."

"Gee Sid, make me feel more rotten," Helga replied glaring at him.

"So where are you headed to?" Gerald asked putting an arm around Phoebe wanting to console her.

Phoebe blushed and moved shyly away from Gerald.

"I'm heading to Los Angeles, California," Helga replied with a sniffle. "In two weeks."

"But that's very far away…OW!" Eugene remarked tripping on a small stone in the grass. "I'm okay."

Gerald and Sid helped Eugene off the ground and get back on his feet. Helga felt her throat choking, she hated to admit that she was going to miss all of this.

Sheena smiled, "Well aren't you feeling somewhat excited? You are going to a new place. I always wanted to travel the world."

"No, I do not feel one single drop of this so called 'excited,' " Helga answered doing air quotes with her hands.

Stinky had arrived with Curly right behind him, "I reckon this must be the saddest day in history, when one in the group has to leave."

Everyone nodded and Helga gave him a weak smile, "Yeah a sad day."

"We should all dress like Helga and protest to her parents that we don't want her to leave," Curly suggested throwing his hand in the air as in victory.

Of course there was silence and awkward stares among themselves.

"I told you already, I'm not giving you one of my dresses Curly," Helga said crossing her arms in front of her. "If you don't stop insisting you're going to have to talk to Old Betsy here."

"Is there going to be lots of food where you going?" Harold asked taking a bite of his turkey sandwich.

"There's food everywhere pink boy," Helga responded at the dumb question.

"I'm ever so certain that in a couple of days you'll start to like it there," Lila affirmed giving Helga a "tender" smile.

"You're right," Helga said not looking at Lila. "Maybe in a century or two."

"It can't be too bad Helga you just have to look on the bright side and everything will turn out right."

Those words, there was only one person who always looked on the bright side. Helga looked up to see Arnold the one and only who always tormented her dreams and her very existence. She felt chills as she watched him approach the group. She crossed her arms rubbing them slowly to get rid of any goosebumps.

All Helga knew was she never acted soft in front of Arnold and wasn't going to now, "That's easy for you say, you're not leaving."

"But would I pass up the chance to get to explore a new place? Of course not, I mean I would love to go," Arnold said making Helga feel tingly inside.

How much happier will I be if you were heading to L.A. too, Helga wondered smiling to herself.

"But what if she doesn't come back?" Phoebe asked grabbing Helga's arm.

"Don't worry Phoebe I'll come by and visit," Helga assured.

"Don't forget about us," Rhonda said hugging Helga.

Everyone nodded in agreement and started saying their goodbyes. Each one hugged Helga for a last time and began to walk back home.

"I'll call you as soon as I have the address so we can write to each other," Helga said hugging her best friend. "When I have my computer all set up we can contact each other through e-mail."

"Okay," Phoebe said nodding her little head, "I'm really going to miss you."

"Me too," Helga replied noticing Arnold was still there talking to Gerald. She watched as they did their secret handshake and were about to leave.

Come Helga you can do it, Helga told herself starting to feel many fluttering butterflies scatter inside her stomach. Just go up to him and tell him how you feel.

"Arnold wait!" Helga yelled making Arnold turn to her. "There's something I need to tell you…"

Arnold walked up to her, "Okay."

Helga saw Phoebe and Gerald still standing there watching as she and Arnold were inches away from each other.

Helga gave Phoebe a look, "Alone."

"Well I must get home. Gerald do you mind if you walk me home because it's rather late and…"

"Of course," Gerald said with a smile. "I'd love to."

Helga waited until Phoebe and Gerald were out of sight. She turned to Arnold and cleared her throat, "Before I leave I wanted to get this thing off my chest."

Arnold glanced away then back at Helga, "Is something bothering you?"

"Yes!" Helga shouted making Arnold jump a little. "There is something that is bothering me and I just need to tell you."

Arnold nodded waiting for what Helga was going to say. "Ever since the day I first saw you and all these years we have hanged out together. I have noticed that you're the one that…"

Helga stopped taking deep breaths.

Come on just say it, Helga urged herself. Tell him that he is the one who keeps you tossing and turning at night. Tell him that you're the one who keeps stalking him day and night. Tell him you love him.

"What is it Helga?" Arnold asked sounding impatient.

Helga felt her knees turn weak, "That, that…you're the only one who has a big football head and will always have one."

With that said Helga pushed Arnold out of the way before replying, "Look on the bright side. Yeah, right."

Helga walked out of the vacant lot without looking back at Arnold. Once she was out of sight where no one could watch her.

She slapped herself, "How could you? Now there is no hope. I will never get to reveal my true feelings for him. Time will pass and I will become just a faint memory of a person who only made his life miserable. Why? Oh why? Could I not open my heart to him?"

Helga took out her locket with the picture of Arnold, "I love you Arnold and even though I made a complete fool of myself. I will always love you. Maybe sometime in the near future we can finally be together. A girl could only dream."

She kissed the locket when she started to hear raspy breathing behind her. She rolled her eyes and smacked Brainy who was right behind her.

Helga sighed, "I'm sure going to miss this."

That was the last she saw of her friends because in the next days she and her family were busy packing everything. Her heart broke when she got in the car and Big Bob drove out of Hillwood.

"We're here," Miriam said bringing Helga back to reality.

Helga bit her lip tightly almost making it bleed because she was about to faint.

Miriam turned to her daughter, "I'm sorry I brought you so late but there's still time for first period."

"Great," Helga whispered not moving a single muscle.

"Don't worry everything will be fine," Miriam affirmed. "It's always scary in the first day."

"Except it's not the first day is it?" Helga said sarcastically. "It's already the second week."

"Helga I promise you that we will get through this slowly but we'll get through it," Miriam noted holding Helga's hands. "You know that now it's only you, me, and your sister."

Helga nodded, "Its okay mom, don't worry about anything. I'll be fine."

"Good luck darling," Miriam wished giving Helga a kiss on the forehead.

Helga smiled warmly at her mother and stepped out of the blue Honda Civic. Her mother had placed an order on it online and paid for it once they got into Hillwood.

"I'll be here to pick up once I get out of work," Miriam said when Helga reached the driver's side. "If I'm a little late just wait for me, okay?"

Helga nodded, "Bye mom."

"Remember to check in the office, okay?" Miriam instructed. "Bye now."

Helga waved at her mom and watched as she drove off. Leaving her standing in front of Hillwood High School. The building was built with red bricks, there was a large yard to the sides of the entrances with bushes and trees. The entrance was lined up with gray concrete stairs that lead to two big blue doors. One door was opened and Helga made her way to it. She walked slowly clutching her black backpack tightly with her hands. She never thought that she'll get so nervous.

When she got inside, she noticed the main office was next to her right. There were two hallways that led to right and to the left and the auditorium was right in front of her. The hallways were filled with lockers and classroom doors. Helga sighed and walked inside the main office.

There was a secretary furiously typing information into a computer. A young man with pale skin and glasses was talking on the phone when he noticed Helga walk in. He smiled as he watched Helga walk up to the counter. Helga noticed he had green eyes and his black hair was slicked back. All she wanted was to get her schedule so she could start her school day.

The young man hanged up the receiver and turned his attention to Helga, "How can I help you?"

"I just transferred here from Los Angeles and today is my first day. So I need my class schedule."

"Okay, what's your name?" the young man asked scanning Helga from head to toe.

Helga held back from rolling her eyes, "Pataki, Helga."

The young man started shuffling through class schedules and finally pulled a yellow piece of paper.

"Here you go," he said handing it to Helga. "Your classes are right here with the classroom number and the teacher's name."

"Thanks," Helga said turning away.

She looked at her first period class which was Geometry with Mr. Harris in RM. 206.

She giggled at herself for not asking where it was, "Excuse me, do you know where room 206 is?"

The young man smiled showing off his white straight teeth, "Sure it's upstairs to the right. Just take the couple of stairs here next to the auditorium and go to the right."

"Okay thanks," Helga said turning away once again.

Then she remembered when she was going to get a locker, "Excuse me once again, when do I get a locker?"

The young man snapped his fingers, "Right! I'm sorry I forgot."

He pulled out a filing box that was labeled Sophomores.

He took out a white piece of paper, "Write your name, birth date, and today's date," he instructed, "And there's the locker number with the combination."

"Thanks again," Helga replied writing the info down.

"Anytime you need anything just ask for Dan and I'll be here to help you."

"Well aren't we helpful," Helga remarked giving him the paper back.

"Your locker is right next to your first period class."

Helga smiled, "Thank you for helping me."

Helga finally stepped out of the main office taking a deep breath once she was out. She knew why boys looked at her since she started eighth grade she had changed. Helga's blond hair was wavy and long. She had plucked the unibrow making it into two perfect trimmed eyebrows. Her body wasn't a model's body but she had flawless curves with perfect tanned legs.

Today being her first day, she dressed to impress. She was wearing a pink headband with her hair flowing smoothly behind her back. Helga had on a pink Henley shirt with a knee-length skirt and black ballet shoes. She headed up the stairs to her first classroom. As each step she took more chills ran down her spine.

She reached the second floor and looked around noticing that both ways of the hallway were empty with silence. She continued walking down the hallway looking at the classroom numbers starting to decrease. She finally saw her classroom with the door closed and swallowed hard not wanting to enter. She couldn't peek through the window because it was covered with green construction paper.

"Just open the door," Helga whispered giving herself confidence.

She grabbed the door handle, twisted it, and opened it. She stepped inside with all the wandering eyes right on her. Helga hated those people who made entrances, she didn't like to be one.

"Can I help you?" the teacher asked looking at her.

She glanced at him, "I've been assigned to this class, Geometry."

"Let me see your class schedule to confirm it," the teacher Mr. Harris ordered.

Helga gave him the yellow piece of paper and slowly glanced around the faces of her new classmates.

No, Helga thought starting to feel faint, No way! Please tell me I'm in the wrong classroom.

What she had feared and hoped not to see, was the exact same people she had left four years ago. There was Phoebe, Rhonda, Sheena, Stinky, Sid, Gerald, Harold, Nadine, Curly, Lila, Eugene, and…Arnold. Even though they didn't look the same like they did in fifth grade, she knew it was them.

"Check out the hot new girl?" Sid whispered to Stinky.

"Golly, she's another pretty girl I have seen since I started High School," Stinky whispered back.

"I'm so glad I'm in High School," Sid said licking his lips. "I can finally date girls like that."

Helga averted her gaze from her old friends and turned to the teacher hoping he'll say that she was in the wrong classroom.

"Okay," Mr. Harris replied. "Welcome to Geometry, I'll give you your materials when the class ends, for now just sit down anywhere."

Helga nodded looking at a desk in the far back so nobody could look at her.

"I'm Mr. Harris by the way," he said with a nod. "Here's your paper back…uh…"

Helga's eyes widen in shock, Don't say my name!

"Helga Pataki," Mr. Harris said giving Helga her paper back.

Helga could hear gasps and whispers around the room. She didn't want to look at her old classmates with their surprise looks on their face.

All she could think at the moment was, Crap!

There you have it, hope you like my first chapter and please review, thanks. :)

Stay tuned for Chapter 2: A Miserable Life