Welcome to my first ever Hey Arnold story!

Criticism is welcome, & I will not be using a Beta.

Fair warning.

Standard disclaimer of how I own nothing.

Enjoy!

To say the gang of PS 118 had grown up was obvious, but to say they've changed would be ridiculous. Stinky was still a down to earth country boy who farmed the country side with his dad. Sid was still a comedian and often became the stereotypical 'guido' you see on MTV's Jersey Shore.

Sheena was still a peace advocate and went green and vegetarian the moment she entered their freshmen year. Rhonda was still a rich fashionista who had summer homes and winter homes across the world. Phoebe was still a dedicated scholar who grew into her own beauty. Lila was still a down to earth country girl with polite manners.

Arnold still liked jazz and to help people. He and his parents had just moved back to Hillwood a week before summer started. Gerald finally cut his hair in the past summer, and was the local basketball star. Eugene loved the theatre and slightly less of a klutz than in elementary.

Harold still liked to eat like crazy, but thanks to three years of football, the boy was just now thick and muscular. Curly lead the army of activists with Sheena, and was often seen taking weekend trips to Washington to protest with her. He had calmed down a lot with age, and was quite handsome.

Brainy had gone to a specialist in Jr. High and no longer wheezed as often as long as he had his inhaler, a lot like Curly, he grew quite handsome as well. Helga probably went through the most change since staying a year in Vermont. Her attitude had adapted, never rude, just playful.

Of the girls, Rhonda probably had the better body. Her black hair fell across her forehead and reached just past her shoulders in layers. She had a bust size of an 'almost D' and a small waist. Her height was around 5'4".

Sheena was tall and leggy, probably a little bit flatter than Phoebe but she didn't mind. Her brown hair often had side bangs and a string of yarn across her head that always matched her shirt. She towered over the girls, but not the boys at 5'6".

Lila stopped wearing braids and let her hair out, literally. She stood at 5'5" and worked on a farm with her dad, and had been since her aunt died and left him her ranch outside of town. She almost always pulled her hair up by the end of the day, and wore plaid shirts and boot leg jeans like Stinky, and the two often compared live stock with each other.

Phoebe had black hair that brushed her shoulders in a single layer with cute side bangs. Her glasses stayed the same, but she often switched from contacts. Her body was petite, reaching 5'0" exactly. Her bust was a nice B size, and she often wore skinny jeans to appear taller.

Helga arguably was probably the prettiest on account of she hadn't always been a looker. Her uni-brow was gone, as well as her pig tails. Instead of being one layer, her aunt had it cut into multiple layers, and it reached just past her shoulders almost to the round of her C cup bust. She stood at 5'3", often compared to Olga in her beauty, and Taylor Swift with how curly her hair was.

Stinky was the tallest, as he always had been at 6'4" often seen wearing plaid button downs and boot leg jeans with sneakers. His brown hair was short around the bottom but slightly longer on top. After school he often but on a hat and drove straight home, getting to work on the farm before hanging out with Sid.

Sid himself grew muscle and never tanned but he did spike his hair up in gel like a 'guido'. He often wore sunglasses and talked in a weird voice to sound like a douche bag. His jeans were always slightly loose, and his shirts were always ed hardy. Sid stood at 6'0" exactly.

Eugene's red curly hair was often messy yet neat. He wore plain t-shirts and jeans as often as he could before heading to work at Green Meats with Sid and Harold. Eugene was the shortest, standing at 5'8".

Harold grew handsome as well, often wearing school shirts like a walking billboard and if he could, he'd almost always wear basketball shorts. He stood at 6'1".

Gerald wore a lot of plain button down short sleeves like Stinky, only minus the plaid. His jeans were always dark, and his sneakers were always clean, almost like they were brand new. He was the tallest next to Stinky, at 6'3"

Arnold usually wore a mix of plaid and a t-shirt underneath, it depended on what was clean. His jeans were always ripped. He liked his look personally, and stopped wearing his blue hat, no longer feeling the need to feel connected to his parents since they did move back to America with him. While he moved back into the Boarding House, his parents moved into the city outside of their suburbia, where they worked as Environmental Scientists. Arnold wasn't the shortest of the group, but he was 5'9".

xxXXxx

In the week before school started Arnold had moved back to town, but the week before, so had Helga. Unlike Arnold, Helga was only gone for the summer, a tradition that had started since she began Jr. High. She visited with her aunt in Vermont, which marked her change which started with her looks. Arnold and Helga kept in touch via post card until her first summer where she had forgotten to have her mail forwarded. Even though she had written back, he never did. It made her upset at first, but with the help of Phoebe and Dr. Bliss, she got over it.

The gang decided not to party on Arnold's homecoming, simply because they always vowed not to party the week before school started. Instead, after the football game they were getting pizza. Helga was still debating on to go or not.

Big Bob's Beeper Emporium changed to Bob's Entertainment Emporium. They were in a different tax bracket then before, but they didn't move from their house. Maybe redecorated a little, but after new clothes for the school year, Helga's money went back into her college fund, and Bob's investments. The store chain went through the states with at least one per state, but mostly more.

So now she stood looking at her full body mirror, studying her outfit for the first day. She wore short jean shorts, a baby blue, white, and black plaid short sleeve button up shirt with two pockets on her breasts.

Her hair fell over her shoulders and her face held minimal make up, just her usual mascara and eye liner. She frowned at her curly hair, silently cursing her grandmother for her curly hair she grew into.

"Looks great Helga!"

She smiled and looked to her right.

"Thanks Pheebs, is Gerald picking you up?"

Phoebe smiled at her from her lap top screen. Helga could clearly see the pale blues and creams that made up of Phoebe's Japanese traditional style room.

"Yup!"

Helga caught the pink tinge on Phoebe's cheeks and smiled widely at her before grabbing her book bag.

"I'll see you at school then. Why don't you try making a move once and a while?"

"Helga!"

"See you soon Pheebs!"

xxXXxx

Pulling into the closest parking space, Helga turned off her engine and grabbed her phone as well as her book bag before locking the silver Malibu.

Pushing her keys into her pockets, she entered the high school through the gym entrance and made a sharp right towards the cafeteria where their schedules were being handed out according to last name.

Sighing at the long line, she waited a good five minutes keeping her temper in check before finally getting her schedule.

Finding a table, she sat down only to be joined by Rhonda and Lila soon enough.

Advance Biology, Calculus, Advanced English Literature, Health, Lunch, Double Culinary Arts 101, and Gym.

"We all have Health, Double Culinary Arts, and Gym together. Trying to promote a healthier America I guess."

Rhonda handed back her schedule and Lila compared theirs as well.

"Where are Gerald and Phoebe?"

"I don't know, they went to school together for some reason."

"Do you think they're finally-?"

Helga looked up at Rhonda and shook her head.

"No, Phoebe's still to shy yet. I was thinking about getting them to hang together Friday at the game, but who knows."

Within a few minutes their table and the table next to them silently pushed together as the usual group meshed together, complete with Gerald, Phoebe, and someone she didn't recognize. Not bothering with it, she started comparing her schedule with Phoebe.

"I think this is the first time we have all of our classes together."

Phoebe grinned at her and nudged her.

"Aren't you glad I convinced you to take these college classes early?"

"I won't be in a week."

She laughed with her and Helga saw Phoebe's gaze lead on her ex-boyfriend.

Yes, Phoebe and Gerald 'dated' from fifth to seventh grade when Phoebe's studies got the best of her and they broke it off. It wasn't until two years later when they finally became friends again.

Although it was like they never broke up. Minus the affection, they talked to each other the same and talked at night.

xxXXxx

Helga hated the first day; they weren't allowed to use their book bags yet, leaving her carry books back to her locker after every period. Things finally slowed down when the day was over and she was in a bad mood as it was. Grabbing her books for her homework, she slammed the door of her locker and making her way to the stairs.

Until she bumped into something hard, sending her books to the ground, as well as her body.

"Hey, watch it!"

"I'm so sorry- Helga?"

"Doi it's me! Who the hell-"

He helped her up and she finally recognized him.

"Arnold?"

That was when he pulled her into a tight hug. Forcing herself to not swoon, she shoved him away harshly.

"Watch where you're going football head!"

"Whatever you say Helga."

But he was still doing that weird half lidded gaze and she huffed noticing the obvious height difference.

xxXXxx

She felt a tap on her shoulder as she closed her locker and grabbed her book bag.

Turning around, she saw the familiar face grin at her. He was so much taller than her, which startled her yet again,

"What's up football head?"

He grinned wider and shrugged his shoulders.

"Can I get a ride home?"

"How did you get to school?"

"Gerald and Phoebe, but they said they were going to the library and I have a job interview."

"Oh yeah? Well I have to go to work, you mind walking from Slaussen's?"

"No, that's totally fine."

She motioned for him to follow her out of the school and out to the student parking.

Unlocking the car, she put the book bag in the seat behind her and got in, turning on the car as Arnold buckled up.

"So what brings you back to Hillwood?"

He looked at her before looking out the window.

"I missed everybody. I loved the jungle, but my parents didn't stay there long. After ensuring the survival of the Green Eyed people, we moved to Texas for a while, but I missed the North. So at the end of my junior year, we packed up and moved. My parents found jobs in New York; a ten minute commute didn't bother them."

Helga nodded and felt her grip on the steering wheel cover get tighter.

"That's nice."

"Helga, you alright?"

"I'm fine football head. How are your parents?"

He looked at his phone before turning to her.

"How long is your shift?"

"Four hours, I'll be out at seven, why?"

"When don't you work this week?"

"I never work the weekends unless I get called in, why?"

She pulled into the back of Slausen's and turned off her car before getting out.

"Nothing! Never mind."

"Fine. Sarah's in the back, go ahead and have your interview."

xxXXxx

Her hair was pulled into a messy bun at the nape of her neck, leaving some strands around her face as she worked the counter with a smile.

Arnold startled her by leaning over the counter beside her with another grin.

"I got the job! I'm working the same shift as you, I figured it'd be easier with the advanced classes I'm taking."

He studied the ice cream parlor while she studied him a second before taking someone's bill with another smile.

The college kid leaned over the counter at her and smirked. A piece of paper was torn at the stop but held a ten digit phone number on it. The kid winked at her before taking his receipt.

Once they left Helga threw the number away without another look and realized Arnold was still there.

"Can I help you football head?"

"Nah, I'll leave you alone Helga. See you tomorrow."

She watched him leave before turning back to her work.

xxXXxx

Helga smiled as she took a quick look at her reflection.

Dark skinny jeans, a white school t-shirt, and her hair was down leaving a very relaxed look. What she was smiling at however, was how long her legs looked in her jeans. She may be short, but her legs were still pretty long looking.

"Oh stop it Miss Conceited!"

She turned and smiled at Phoebe who smiled back before zipping up her purse.

"You ready to go Pheebs? I'm sure we shouldn't keep Geraldo waiting."

"Coming!"

They exited Helga's house and rode off towards the high school to hopefully get a good parking spot.

Within minutes they paid their way in and were sitting in front of Arnold and Gerald.

Ignoring the two behind her, Helga smiled at Rhonda and Nadine who joined the group. Soon, they were their own pile, watching Harold on the field.

In hours the teenagers were hungry and carpooling to the local pizza eatery where they piled in and sat in a corner. Once again Helga found herself next to Arnold.

When the pizza arrived, everyone pitched in and soon plans were made for the party next weekend.

"Okay, so it's obviously going to be at my house because my parents aren't due from California until next Monday."

Rhonda dabbed her napkins on her pizza, while checking out her nails.

"Get your hands away from my pizza Harold!"

Helga slapped his hand before moving her plate closer to her.

"But I'm hungry!"

"Harold, you're always hungry."

Phoebe cut her pizza into pieces.

"You got that right. Jamie-O's set to drop two kegs off. But this is the last time Rhonda. I aint getting in trouble for your ass no way!"

"Should we even be drinking?"

Arnold mumbled quietly before taking another slice of pizza.

"Relax Arnold, and enjoy the party I'm throwing! After all, you've been gone since sixth grade."

"Lighten up Arnoldo, it's just one party. You don't even have to drink if you don't want to."

xxXXxx

Her back hit the mattress first before feeling his weight on top of her. Clumsy fingers danced along her stomach before finding her bra and pushing it up. Cold air hit her breasts before his warm mouth descended upon them, instantly bringing warmth.

Helga's head hit the pillow before her eyes caught glimpse of unfamiliar room. It had burgundy walls, with white furniture. The bed they were on had too many pillows, but it was soft as was the hair beneath her fingers as his lips placed kisses on her hips before shimming her unzipped dress off.

Blue eyes caught green as he looked a her. Without an answer, she started fumbling with his jeans and shimmed them off his slim hips, using her feet to push them down farther. Their lips met again as uncertain fingers found her center through her underwear leading to a moan. Her breath caught as he hooked a finger at her center and pulled down her underwear.

Her own hands found what had been poking her thigh and softly touched the tip. His own breath and his head fell to her shoulder as she traced her fingers down his length before slightly stroking it.

He groaned against her skin and she felt her body set on fire once again. Slyly a finger found her core and entered unexpectedly leaving her breathless. A thumb found her clit and started to run and flick, all the while a second finger was entered.

Her body rose off the bed, trying to match the pace of the fingers and a moan escaped her mouth as she came off her peak. Her legs were moved, and they instantly hooked around her waist.

For the third time since they started their eyes met and she nodded in reassurance before kissing him again. He held the kiss as he entered her swiftly, aware of the pain that would come to her.

Helga's finger nails dug into his shoulders and her teeth sunk into her own lip, but not before a whimper of pain could escape. Arnold groaned at the suffocating feeling, trying not to move, and at the feeling of pain at his shoulders.

In a few deep breaths, Helga nodded for him to continue. He pulled out slowly before moving back in. It was a repeated pattern until Helga began to softly moan under him. Once he felt her relax, he himself started to relax and build a steady rhythm. Their lips met again and soon he was bringing her to climax, her tight walks milking his own as he felt his load empty inside her.

They were both slightly panting when he pulled out and collapsed beside her. She looked uncertainly at him feeling the throbbing pain start between her legs, but Arnold was out, their actions including the alcohol enough to make him sleep. Helga got dressed quickly and pulled her hair up before leaving the room. They hadn't been gone long, maybe half an hour. The party downstairs was in full swing and it appears no one had noticed them leave. Sweaty bodies were everywhere as over half the teenagers were going to crash at the mansion.

Helga knew she had a predisposition to alcohol, but she never got trashed with a large group of people. Maybe on girls night but that was with people she knew. When Rhonda threw parties it was usually their class and the one up and below from them. So now as seniors, she 'graciously' invited the sophmores on one condition.

No one rats her out.

Grabbing a water bottle from the cooler, she took a big swig and found Phoebe talking with Lila.

Lila.

Arnold had asked Lila to be his date tonight, and she accepted. Her gut twisted at the thought of what she had just done, sober. Guilt set in quickly but she put on a fake smile as she adjusted her pink dress.

"Helga! There you are!"

"Helga, have you seen Arnold?"

"No, I thought I saw him head upstairs."

"Oh dear, it's his first time drinking."

Phoebe gasped.

"He just did like six keg stands!"

"I better go check on him."

Lila stood up and left and Helga sat in her place.

Checking her watch, she saw it as nearing two in the morning.

"Good thing my parents are gone until noon. You want to crash at my place or are you going home?"

"I'll crash. Shall we get going?"

"Let's blow this popsicle stand Phoebe."

"Blowing!"

They looked at each other before cracking up laughing.

"You kill me Pheebs!"

xxXXxx

Her work shirt was baggy over her skinny jeans but fall was approaching as September was drawing to a close. Arnold had been back a little over a month and now had the same schedule she did, unfortunately.

They barely talked to each other, only when necessary when it came to work. Every time their hands would bump, they would start blushing madly. Helga brushed her bangs out of her eyes as the rest of her hair was pulled up. A cute customer was mindlessly flirting with her, so she entertained him by flirting back. He told her a cute joke which made her laugh loud enough to make Arnold spill a root bear float.

Grabbing a wash clothe, she cleaned up his spill while he made another one.

"Thanks Helga."

"Don't mention it Football Head. What's the matter, you never spill anything."

"Just got distracted."

Two college students came in and clocked in as the clock marked seven.

"We're out of here!"

She smiled and clocked out before grabbing her purse. Glancing up at the calendar, she stalled. The date stood out to her for some reason but she just shrugged.

"See you tomorrow Helga!"

"See ya."

Her response was a lot quieter as she dug in her purse for her car keys.

When she started her homework, she looked back at the calendar on her desk.

Placing her pen on her lips, she bit the cap and frowned deeper.

I'm three days late.

Panic set in and she forced herself to calm down.

I need to be sure before I tell my parents.

I have the money, but I can't go to the pharmacy, because Eugene's parents own that.

Grabbing her phone she stared it.

I can't ask Phoebe.

And I wont tell her until I know.

That only leaves one person.

Dialing the number she knew by heart, she only had to wait a few rings.

"Hello baby sister! How's school going for you?"

"School's great Olga-"

"And how's work? I heard Daddy wants you working at the store?"

"Slaussen's is fine, I don't want to work for Dad just yet. Maybe during college. But Olga-"

If I even get to go to college.

"Is there something you need Helga?"

"Yes, actually there is."

"Are you okay? Are you hurt?"

"Do you remember when I turned thirteen you gave me a little talk?"

"Of course. Helga are you being careful?"

"Dad started me on the pill only a few months ago, if that but-"

"Oh my god."

"Olga please don't panic, I'll panic! I need you to get me some tests. Can you stop by for dinner tomorrow? I'll call off work."

She heard Olga take a deep breath.

"Of course I can come on by. I'll call Mommy and Daddy tomorrow."

"Thank you."

"No problem baby sister. I love you."

"I love you too. See you tomorrow."

Her mind was on autopilot the rest of the night.

xxXXxx

"Samuel!"

Helga pulled the three year old into her arms and squeezed tight as the boy giggled.

"Aunt Helga!"

Looking up she saw Olga enter with a smile, behind her Andrew, her husband. Andrew and Olga married four years ago, and soon Samuel was conceived. Olga had arrived back to Hillwood the day Miriam started her AA meetings only a week after Bob took his anger management classes.

She worked as an kindergarten teacher, and met Andrew, the NYU student studying in business to start his own bookstore/café.

Helga let go of her nephew and Olga followed her to her room, sliping past Miriam and Bob who were paying attention to their grandson.

Once her door closed, Olga had the box in her hand towards her.

Instead of taking it right away, Helga pulled her sister in for a hug. Smiling to herself, she remembered a time where she would voice her disgust at such an act with her sister, but as her forehead fell on Olga's shoulder, she couldn't think of a better thing to do right now. The smell of warm vanilla wafted up her nose and she felt her body go slack.

"Everything will be okay Helga, you'll see. Andrew and I aren't thinking about more kids for a few more years. You can have Sam's crib. He just got a toddler bed which he'll tell you all about."

Olga stopped rubbing her hands on Helga's back and pulled away with a smile.

"Do it tomorrow, after school. Call me okay? Now let's go enjoy diner."

But Helga barely ate. Olga kept throwing her stares and she forced herself to eat half her plate at least.

xxXXxx

Helga stood in her black shorts and white low neck baggy shirt. Her heart necklace dangled on her bare skin, feeling cool.

Then another wave hit her.

Throwing open the upstairs bathroom down the hall, she flipped up the lid and pulled her hair to the side just in time to retch the saltines she tried to calm her stomach with.

Her room was next to Olga's unused room and the bathroom was right to her door. Bob and Miriam's room was downstairs, and they had their own private bathroom.

She didn't know who had let themselves in until she saw Phoebe at her side.

"Helga? Are you okay?"

"How did you get here?"

"My mom dropped me off, we still have ten minutes until we leave, and you weren't answering my IM messages or my phone calls."

"Sorry Pheebs."

"Did you get sick? Is it the flu?"

Helga groaned and flushed her puke, all the sudden feeling better, and refreshed her teeth, and rinsed with mouth wash before sitting on her bed.

"Helga, you're scaring me."

She smiled bitterly before pulling the box of tests out of her drawer, but hit them to her chest.

"Do you remember Arnold's welcome back party a month ago?"

"Yes, of course."

"Arnold, he was shit wasted. And I wasn't. But something inside of me didn't tell myself to stop. To say it's a bad idea. To say at least use protection."

"Helga…"

"I barely started using my pill, I thought I would be safe. Hell, I might be, but my period's late, and I've been sick this past hour."

"What's in your hands?"

"I called Olga the other day, I needed to be sure before I told my parents. So she bought these."

Giving Phoebe the box, she saw Phoebe gasp before quickly reading the instructions."

"We'll do it after school. Just skip the game and stay in. Your parents left already right?"

"Yeah, they'll be back Sunday afternoon."

"Are you still hosting girl's night?"

Helga shrugged.

"I don't know. I don't want any one else to know until I got to the doctor, but…"

"That's a good idea. How about we head to school? Let's get your mind off of it for a while."

xxXXxx

It wasn't a good idea, going to school that is. The whole time Helga remained mute, never responding to jokes, questions, and she didn't look anyone in the eye.

Arnold cornered her in the hallway by her locker, standing a little too close for her liking.

"Hey are you feeling better?"

"What?"

"You missed work last night. I had to work with Jo."

She gave a soft smile at the look on his face but he leaned closer.

"I wouldn't say I'm better. Don't worry about me Football Head."

"I guess I shouldn't. You've taken care of yourself for years."

Closing her locker she nodded and noticed the warning bell.

"Got that right bucko."

I have taken care of myself.

"Whatever you say Helga."

xxXXxx

"You didn't drink any water?"

"No, just orange juice."

Phoebe sat with her on her bedroom floor, rubbing her back.

"That's good."

The timer went off on Phoebe's phone, and Helga let out a whimper.

"Come on Helga, you can do this."

She nodded and Phoebe helped her off the floor. Her shaky hands grabbed for the first test.

Pregnant.

Throwing it to Phoebe, she picked up the second one.

Pregnant.

Phoebe threw away the first test in time to catch the second one.

With a sigh Helga grabbed for the third one, and yet the word was the same.

Pregnant.

Phoebe threw it away as well before grabbing Helga's phone, and dialing a number.

Helga's head hit her pillows and she stared up at the ceiling. Taking the phone from Phoebe, her strength broke when she heard her sister's voice on the other end.

"Helga?"

A choked sob came out of her mouth.

"Everything will be okay Helga. We'll tell Mommy and Daddy together. I'll stop by after work before going home Monday."

"Okay."

"I'm going to hang up now, but I'll see you then alright? I love you baby sister."

"I love you too."

Handing Phoebe the phone, she turned over, and her hands felt her flat stomach.

There's something there.

Phoebe fell beside her, snuggling under the covers with her. They just stared at each other until Helga fell asleep.

End!

Holy Crap.

What do you guys think?

Should I continue?

What gender should the baby be?

I'll let you guys pick.

Let me know!

Next Chapter?

Helga has to tell her parents, her friends, and Arnold.

I've never written angst.

And I've never been pregnant.

But I'm trying to make this as realistic as I can, coming from a fictional world.

Plus I've been by my cousin's side during her pregnancy, and I know a lot about how she was feeling.

Okay, I'm done rambling (: