Disclaimer: I do not own the Characters of Hey Arnold. The plot however is mine.

Summary: Arnold and company are invited to A Christmas Party in the mountains. Helga sees this as the perfect opportunity to spend time with her beloved. Will she finally tell him? It's hard to tell some one you love them, and being blackmailed by a stranger doesn't help. What will happen to them? Read and find out.

Chapter 1:

"Hello," said a small voice.

Who was she? He thought. She had long golden blond hair that flowed down to her waist. She wore a big pink bow, and she had brilliant blue eyes. She was wearing a long lacy, blue tinted nightgown, it was almost transparent and it glossed over her perfect form. The woman stood on a huge balcony, and a glowing full moon looming behind her. She looked at him with sad eyes. Why?

"Hello." he breathed for she was breathtakingly beautiful.

"I'm sorry." And tears began to flow down her perfect face. He took one step closer and her hands went up, cautioning him to stop. "Don't!" she exclaimed. Then she stepped up to the edge of the balcony and looked down, ten stories up. What was she thinking?? The wind was blowing through her hair and gown. She smiled sadly at him and blew him a small kiss, turned, and.

 He woke with a start, he wore a sheen of sweat. It was only a dream. The girl, she looked so familiar. She needed his help. but he just could not move. before he could finish him thought he was interrupted.

"Short man, you're going to be late for school."

"Sorry grandpa." Arnold said. He was now a sophomore in high school, Mojave high. all the people he had grown up with were there with him, and oddly enough they were all in the first five classes together, their sixth class was a elective. Arnold was taking a computer coarse, Gerald was in the quire, Phoebe was taking trigonometry, Helga was in a creative writing class, and Ronda was in a cosmetology class.

Arnold ran down the stairs and rushed to eat his breakfast, ran back to his room to get dressed. He wore his usual red plaid shirt and over it a blue sweater, then he picked up his books and went for the front door. He reached for the handle and pulled the door open, a gush of wind flew in, it was cold and felt as if ten thousand needles had just struck him. He reached for a coat from the coat rack and made his way to the bus stop.

Arnold entered to bus the same as always, waiting to find a seat, he saw Gerald wave his arms. "Hey man, you almost missed the bus." Arnold went to sit next to his friend. "Look," Gerald pointed to a girl with two long pigtails and a bow , was entering the bus. "Look who's decided to ride the bus with us today."

"Helga.' He said with a hint of annoyance in his voice. Although she was beautiful on the outside she had a ugly attitude, she had it since the day Arnold had met her. "What happened? I thought your parents were driving you to school?" Gerald asked

"What's it to you? I just told them that I did not want a ride, I promised Pheobs that I would ride the bus with her." Helga looked at Arnold and was about to say something mean to him, when Lila, who had grown more beautiful and popular.

"Oh Helga, it's ever so pleasant that you could join us today." She smiled

"Yeah," she said with disgust in the voice and sat down in the sat if front of Arnold's, next to phoebe.

Lila had unintentionally smashed Arnold's heart into tiny pieces, and yet Arnold worshiped the ground she walked on. Helga wished that he would give up on that snotty little brat. If he wasn't so blind, he could see that Helga was the one he needed, she loved him since the first day of preschool when he held an umbrella over her head and complimented her in her pink bow, and shared his crackers with her. He was the only person, other than Phoebe, to show her any real kindness. Helga had never shown him any, and she hated herself for it. All she ever wanted to say was that she loved him with every ounce of her being. 'Oh my love, one day I shall reveal my feelings to you.' she thought.

The bus stopped and let the students of Mojave off. As Arnold stepped off Helga pushed past him, "Move it, Football head!" she yelled and headed for her first Period class. History with Mr. Johnson, he was a very hard working teacher who wanted his students to give it their all. Arnold sat in the front next to Gerald and Phoebe and Helga sat directly behind them.

"Did you see Lila?" Arnold asked Gerald

"Man, you need to get over her."

"I know but." He stopped when Helga kicked his chair. "Hey!" he exclaimed

"Hey is for horses, Arnoldo." She said stretching out the o sound at the end.

"Okay, class take out your notes and get started." Mr. Johnson said.

After History was math, English, lunch, Biology, guidance, and the electives. The day seemed to last for an eternity, because of the winter break that followed it. After the longest day of school Ronda called out, "Everyone, gather round. I have a very important announcement to make." Her class mates gathered all around a wooden table.

"My family has a hotel up in the mountains and I want to invite the following people to my Christmas party, it's for the whole break, anyway." Ronda pulled out a list. "Arnold, Gerald, Sid, Stinky, Herald, Eugene, Helga, Lila, Phoebe, and Nadine. I want all of you to get ready and tomorrow at ten I will send a bus to Gerald field to pick you up."

"Oh, And we will be downing a secret Santa." She then made them write their names on strips of paper and put it into a hat. One by one they drew names, put the names in their pockets and walked off.

Arnold and Gerald were walking toward the boarding house, "Hey, Arnold, who did you draw?"

"Phoebe." He said and looked at Gerald's face, "Do you want to trade?"

"Don't you want to know who I got?"

"No, I know how you feel about Phoebe, talk it." He held out the strip of paper that had her name written on it.

"Thanks, Arnold."

"No Problem, see you tomorrow." He said as he entered the boarding house.

"Phoebe, I drew Arnold's name." She said in a girly tone, "what should I get him?"

" I don't Know, perhaps you could express your feelings for him." She suggested.

Helga said thanks and hung up the phone. She rushed to her room, past her sister and family, to pack, never bothering to ask them, they would not care anyway.

Helga grabbed up her locket with an updated picture of her beloved Arnold. Helga grinned at the thought of spending time with him at Christmas, after all that's what Christmas was all about, being with the people you love.