Made a few updates, this was my first chapter and I kind of threw it together. Sorry if it didn't seem too tempting of a read, finding the right words to capture the audiences' attention is in the works. I do appreciate everyone that has taken the time to read my work so far. So here is Chapter 1 again, a few additions as well. I felt like it was missing something, so here is the something. I welcome all critiques no matter how harsh.

Disclaimer: I do not own Hey Arnold!

The ear piercing ring of the bell snapped her out of her daydream, she had been daydreaming a lot lately. It was hard not to, summer was over in a flash and now she sat in 12th grade math, ugh math! She just kept thinking about the previous weekend and the events that played out. As she walked through the crowded halls of the high school, trying her best to keep her balance against the swarm of people, she kept looking for him. All day had been wasted staring out the classroom windows, not one word of any lecture being remembered. I'll have to call Phoebe later for notes. Helga thought as she walked out the doors heading for the parking lot.

She was placing her bags into the back seat of her new car, unbelievably Bob had bought it for her as an early graduation present. She took one last look at the building before opening the driver side door, suddenly she felt hands on her hips. She was spun around on her toes, his lips gently, but passionately found hers.

"You miss me?" he said, his lips curling up into a smirk. He pulled her in for a tight embrace which she returned. She sighed as her head lay on his chest, hearing his heartbeat, its' slow rhythmic beat placing a calm around her. As she lay her head on his chest, she couldn't help but think of the events leading up to this moment. How if she hadn't gone to Phoebe's party earlier that summer, would she have met him under different circumstances? Would the outcome have been different if so?

A few months earlier...

Well it was finally becoming a reality, the last box was loaded onto the moving truck, the door closed with a loud slam, and locked. Helga, now 17, stood in the doorway leading into the empty remnants of the house she had called home the last two years. She had been moved there when Bob decided to sell his beeper store in Hillwood, and just in time, the store went out of business less than six months after the sale was finalized.

After moving from their old home in Hillwood, Bob took up a partnership with a big well known business. He hit it big with the company, and was able to pay for Helga to be sent to a private boarding school a few states over, in hopes of finally having a reason to be proud of the daughter he barely noticed.

Helga took this advantage she had been given and ran with it, finally able to start off fresh and get the hell away from her parents for a while. She was really able to get in touch with her inner girl, well being at an all-girls school kind of helped fine tune that. Almost all indications of the old Helga G. Pataki were all but gone except one thing that hadn't surfaced for some time…..

The football headed boy.

She would admit that she was pretty heartbroken when she had gotten the news to move, she would be losing all of what few friends she did have, and of course she would probably never see him again. It was hard but after a few months passed it got a little easier, and then she pretty much stopped thinking of him all together. Until today…

It was finally time to leave, Bob had convinced his companies' more powerful shadows to extend their reach to Hillwood. This turned out to be a huge success for both, Bob was named the CEO of the new location, and soon bags were packed, house was sold, and time to go was now.

Helga felt a little intimidated with the thought of going back, she kept in touch with her childhood best friend Phoebe, but that was about the only tie she held to her old life. She had to admit, this was a little nerve wrecking, and she had changed so much, inside and out.

She stood in the doorway drifting into a daze when the sound of the car door slamming brought her back to reality.

"Come on Helga we don't have all day!" Bob yelled out the driver side window.

"Yeah, yeah I'm comin." Helga huffed, of course he gets my name right when he has to yell at me, she thought as she walked to the car.

The car ride was long and boring, not to mention the music Bob chose to play was absolutely horrid. Helga grabbed her head phones and tried her best to drown out the awful noise without destroying her hearing in the process. She scrolled through her music list finding one of her favorite songs, hit play, and let the sweet sounds drown out the world around her.

Slowly she began drifting off, thoughts rapidly going through her head, I wonder how everyone is doing, who all is even still around, is HE still there? Yes, she kept in touch with Phoebe, but not too much ever came up about anyone else. Phoebe had started dating Gerald, big surprise, their freshman year, and have been inseparable. She even spoke about their plans to attend the same college upstate. Phoebe spoke of HIM once, telling Helga about a double date she had went on with Gerald. How Gerald had tripped on who knows what, and fell into a waiter holding a large tray of desserts, covering the nearby onlookers in sweets.

Helga had learned then that Arnold had started dating Lila, little miss goody-two-shoes. Disgusted by the intel, Helga changed the subject to avoid any more unwanted information filling her ears. She had no problems with Lila, so why did this bother her? Maybe she still carried a few feeling for Arnold, but nothing major like before, like her years of unending obsession. Those days were long gone for her.

She let the sound of the music take her thoughts and nervous feelings away, to simply enjoy a little peace. And just like that Helga was snapped back into reality upon seeing the city limits sign for Hillwood, her gut started doing flips. Why the hell am I so nervous? She thought. Damn that drive was quicker than I remember. She began fidgeting more and more, what would people think of the new Helga? Would anyone even care that I'm back? Wait! Why am I so worried? She sank down into the back seat, trying her best to conceal herself from the outside world, she didn't understand why she was getting so nervous.

Her appearance had, had quite the transformation the two years she had been gone. The signature unibrow she once had was now history, replaced by two very well groomed eye brows, her face had taken a shape of beauty, not to mention time hadn't been cruel to her body. Sporting her now slender, and fit body thanks to all the workouts she had started to reduce her stress. The pigtails she once had were now just a childhood memory; her hair fell freely, and flowed down about midway of her back. She was needless to say not the goofy looking girl that once plagued her in the mirror.

"Alright! Here we are" Bob boomed from the front of the car, causing Helga to jump, "Let's get this going. I want to be done by dark and then FOOD! I'm starved!"

"Yes dear." Miriam responded in her usual nonchalant tone, adjusting her glasses on her nose.

"Yeah sure." Helga said, with even less enthusiasm as usual. She was still peering out the window, thoughts running ramped in her mind. I hope Phoebe is free today, she thought as she got out of the car. Now standing in front of the new house she couldn't help but notice how much bigger this one was, "Nice." she said to herself.

Well I made a few changes to this chapter. I should have read it more closely before posting it but I just rushed it. Anyways, thoughts, ideas, reviews, please feel free.