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All my stories are based on life experiences, although dramatized. I hope to send a message out to every reader who reads my stories. Thank you for taking an interest in my writing.

Chapter One- Helga And Arnold Connect.

Someone's coming! Hurry up, hide the evidence! Helga scurries to the paper towel dispenser and grabs a handful of crinkled brown paper towels and wipes off her artwork of Arnold on the girls bathroom mirror. Being 15 years old, Helga straightens her pink bow in an adult like matter. Even though everyone considers her bow "child like" she just can't seem to let go of the memory 10 years earlier, when Arnold, her love, complimented the pink ribbon, neatly fastened in between her two pig tails.
The leaky faucet at the sink Helga was standing at formed the shape of Arnolds head as the puddle slowly drained down the pipe. Phoebe walks in, still looking just as she did every day the past 10 years. She never cares what anyone thinks of her, as long as she's happy with herself. Helga has always admired Phoebe for that. "Helga!, there you are!" Phoebe practically screams in Helgas ear as the bathroom door swings shut. " Are you ready for science class? Mr. Simmons paired you up with Arnold! Isn't that crazy?" Phoebe stares at Helga waiting for a reply. Helga rubs the back of her neck and calmly states, "Yeah Phoebe, crazy" Phoebe hurriedly slams her palm against Helgas moist forehead, almost knocking her back. "Helga! Are you alright!? Your burning up at 40.5 degrees Celsius!" A look of concern rushed across Phoebes face. Phoebe grabs the sloshy paper towel from Helgas hand and ran it over Helgas face. Slapping Phoebes hand away Helga stumbles over to the door. "Quit it Pheebs, I can take care of myself!" Helga walks out of the stuffy bathroom leaving Phoebe in her footsteps.

In Mr. Simmons classroom, Arnold sat at the far end of the classroom writing down every word Mr. Simmons said about their frog dicestion project. Helga Starred out the window at the passing grey clouds. A small booming of thunder could be heard in the background and Helga day dreamed about Arnold and her, cuddling by a warm fire in a log cabin. Wrapped in his arms and sipping hot cocoa. Helga was snapped out of her daydream, once again smelling play dough and crayons, just as she always smells everyday at school. The chill from the window sent shivers down her spine. Or was it Arnold? His hand lay just at the top of her shoulder. Arnold speaks in his soft voice, "Helga? Ready for our project?" Helga woosely replies, "What do you mean OUR project, Football Head!? Crimany! Lets get this over with!" They both sit down at a long table where one green, dead, frog waits to be cut open. Putting on a cheap cotton apron, Helga compliments Arnold with a snide "nice apron football head!" Arnold raises his eyebrow at Helga and ignores her remark. Helgas head starts to swirl as the smell of alcohol fills her head. Phoebe is just one table over with a concerned look in her eyes. Sid, anxious to get his frog opened up, stabs the knife into the flesh and rips open the stomach. Mr. Simmons faintly stats, "Very good, Sid" as he drops to the floor. Every student but Helga runs to his aid. Helgas face, tinted with green, runs into the nearest bathroom stall and lets out all the food she devoured at lunch.

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BEEP BEEP BEEP The beeping gets a little bit louder each second, until finally, Helga wakes from a deep sleep. "Where am I?" Helgas voice is weak and scratchy, she feels as if she has the stomach flu, only her lungs are achy and sore. She is laying on an uncomfortable mattress with a strong odor, kind of like bleach. She sees monitors with blinking numbers, monitoring her heart, and oxygen levels. Her IV itches. A window with thick peach curtains were pulled slightly opened. Big Bobs image barley surfaced her watery eyes. She felt faint again but managed to stay alert enough to hear her father speak. "Helga, your mother told me to come and check up on you. Your in the hospital." Before he could say another word Helga cut him off, sqeaking out, "Doy! As if I couldn't figure that out for myself!" Big Bobs beeper chimes, he walks out of the room yelling back, "Oh, your friend chocolate boy brought you some get well chocolates" Helga picks up an empty box with chocolate sweetness smeared on the bottom. Looks like they didn't make it here before he decided to devour every last morsel.

She tossed the box towards the trash can, missing and almost hitting……..What!? Arnold? Could it be? Arnold, my love, you came to me in my time of need! You love me! I love you! Coming back into reality she watches Arnold pick up the chocolate box and let it fall into the wastebasket. He's holding a beautiful display of pink and white tulips. Their beautiful, Helga stares into Arnolds eyes before shaking her head and asking, "Did the doctors tell you why I'm in here?" Arnold sets the flowers on top of the food tray straddling the foot of Helgas remote controlled bed. "They said you got a bad case of pnemonia, you really scared me Helga. Phoebe said you didn't look so well and went to check on you. 5 seconds later she came back into class screaming you had fainted and were laying unconscious on the floor. Stinky called 911 and you were rushed here. You have to stay for a few days and will be released on Monday morning." Helga shifted under the stiff blankets that matched the curtains hanging on the window. At least I have my own room and room service at the click of a button. Suddenly she feels a warm embrace on her cold arm. Arnold is within 2 inches from her face. "Helga? Are you alright? You look faint. Hey listen. I know we havn't been too good of friends and we don't get along too good. But I care about you" Theres a short pause before he continues, "A lot, Helga, I care about you a lot. I just wanted you to know I thought we always had a special connection, something, somewhere, we have feelings, for each other." He barley knew how to put it into words. She could tell he was nervous. "Anyway, I better get going, Grandmas making Chili for dinner, I have to pick up medicine for Grandpa or he'll be in the bathroom all night" She was happy inside, but felt herself slowly slipping back into a deep sleep. She felt a little, soft kiss on her cheek, close to her lips, and wondered if that was only a dream, or reality. Smiling, she sunk into the bed and in her dreams of Arnold. "Arnold!" Quickly Arnold spun around as he heard his name silently exscape Helgas parted lips, she was asleep. He looked at her with loving eyes, Thought of how beautiful she was, and knew he was falling in love.

(A/N: Thank you for reading, comments and suggestions are always welcomed. I would love to hear from my fans.)