Graduation
Chapter Two:
Wow!
Helga, Phoebe, and Gerald arrived at prom at eight. Arnold had been running late and was just going to meet them there. As soon as
Helga stepped in the gym, the room went quiet. The girls all stopped talking and stared, eyes practically popping out of their heads. Some
boys wolf-whistled and other's jaws dropped. Helga just rolled her eyes and continued walking towards the punch table. Harold and
Stinky were the first to approach her.
"Gees, Helga, you look mighty purty tonight," Stinky said. (A/N: Give me a break here, please, I have no idea how the hell he's
supposed to talk. Oh, and also, excuse my frustratedness right now.) Harold looked puzzled.
"You look like a girl," he stated. Helga rolled her eyes and clenched her fist.
"Newsflash: I am a girl, Pink Boy and if you continue that statement, you'll have a nice reunion with Old Betsy," she retorted, shaking her
fist at him and scowling. Phoebe walked over to her and took her fist down gently, shaking her head in disapproval. Helga smiled and
nodded at her best friend.
Arnold just walked into prom. He looked around and spotted Sid and Stinky right away. He walked up to greet them.
"Hey guys," he said cheerfully. His friends turned to him.
"Hey, Arnold. If you're looking for Gerald, he's over by refreshments with Phoebe and Helga. Oh, and cover your mouth, you don't
want anyone to see you drool," Sid told him bluntly, leaving Arnold confused. Arnold ran his hand through his thick blonde hair. 'Huh,' he
thought. He shrugged it off and started to walk towards his best friend.
"Gerald!" he called. His best friend turned and waved, shifting slightly. That's when Arnold caught sight of Helga. He stopped dead in his
tracks. He'd never seen Helga look more beautiful than she did tonight. She was wearing a strapless, silk, royal blue ball gown. Her long
blonde hair flowed beautifully over her shoulders and down her back. Arnold had never seen Helga wear make-up either. But, now, she
was wearing both mascara and eye liner. She was wearing a silver eye shadow that brightened her brown eyes. Arnold approached his
friends slowly, not taking his eyes off Helga. Helga looked up and saw him. She smiled. Arnold could feel his heart racing.
"Hi," he said nervously. Gees, why was he nervous? It's only Helga. Helga G. Pataki. A girl he had known since pre-school. Why was
she making him nervous now?
"Hi," Helga replied back. Arnold looked her over once more. He became aware of the slight pink tinge to Helga's cheeks. His cheeks
burned also. "So?" Helga said, in anticipation of what he would say.
"Wow," was all Arnold could think to say.
A/N: Will update asap!