A.N. This is my first posted fanfic so go easy on me please. : ) I need constructive criticism. Oh and also good reviews :) I'm new to this thing (well I've read just about every Hey Arnold fanfic on here, but this is my first actual post) - ENJOY. btw i love Hey Arnold 3

Disclaimer: i don't own hey arnold or any of the characters in this story. I wish i did though...sigh.

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It was getting really hot. Everyone was dancing and the music was uproarious. Most teens were making out, fooling around and things of this sort. Rhonda's soirees, something they'll all, most likely, remember for the rest of their lives.

"Hey"

"Hey, yourself"

"Cool party, huh?"

"Yeah, are you here with Arnold?"

"No, I came alone tonight."

"I see, so can I get you drink?"

"Yes, please."

2 minutes later.

"Here, do you want to go out on the balcony with me?"

"Oh, that would be just oh-so wonderful!"

They walked to the balcony and sat facing the sky.

"So you never told me why you and Arnold aren't together anymore."

"Helga and Arnold found solace in each other I guess… and I didn't really like him anyways. He wasn't really my type."

"And what is your type?"

She was bashful all of a sudden. She was so uneasy, that he wondered if he had said the right thing. He didn't have much time to contemplate it, for he lost his train of thought as she answered. "Lorenzo; you know me more than anyone else. You know I love you; I love you just oh-so much! I can never love anyone else the way I love you and you should know that just oh-so perfectly well. We are star-crossed lovers. You know just oh-so perfectly well that we don't get along. They say that true love conquers all but sometimes love just isn't good enough. I'm sorry"

She stood up to walk away but she felt warm manly hands grabbing her arm. "Listen, Lila, I've met so many girls and I don't know anyone like you. I've lived in Puerto Rico and here in Washington, and yet you are the only girl that makes me whole. Can we try to make it work?"

"Our personalities crash. You are a rich and I'm poor. You are materialistic and I'm idealistic. I do love you, just oh-so much Lorenzo, but I don't think it would work out. We've tried it just ever-so many times before and if it didn't work then, what makes you think it would work now?"

"Look, Lila, I love you. And when you love someone you don't just give up. I love you and I'm not going to let you go. Each and every time I saw you with Arnold my heart broke again and again. I felt like he was punching my very soul. " He stood up, gave her a piece of blue paper, and then he walked away, left the party, and drove home. She stood there, stunned for what seemed like an eternity. She read the paper, of course she didn't need to for she knew his number by soul. Everything he said played in her head over and over again like a broken record. And suddenly she knew what she had to do. She grabbed her voyager and called her "oh-so complicated love interest". He answered on the first ring just like all the other times before. She was struck with a sense of déjà vu as he spoke in a soothing accent she knew all too well.

"Hello, Lorenzo speaking"

"Hey Lorenzo its Lila…"

A/N. I couldn't think of an ending so i just left it at that : )