"Ow, my aching hand." Helga groaned inwardly, letting the pencil in her hand fall to the floor. She lay her head down at her desk in her room, closing her eyes and feeling a pounding coming to her temple. "No more, brain. I'm exhausted." Idea after idea popped into her head. The walk to her kindergarten brought back a passionate tsunami and her head flooded with rhymes and clever word play, lucky enough to get most of it on paper. Her brow twitched and the sound of the clock ticking every second started to irritate her as it made it apparent just how late it was. Just then, an all too familiar ring started to play at her side.
'You are my sunshine! My only sunshine! You make me--'
"Why on earth would you be calling me now?" Helga growled, picking up her phone and answering it in the only way she could. "Talk to me."
"Well, now that you said it, maybe I don't want to."
"Football head, it's almost one in the morning. Don't play games with me. What could possibly be so important that you had to interrupt my...sleeping."
"Liar, you weren't sleeping."
"You spying on me, creep? What do you want?"
"I just wanted to talk." Thump.
"Be still my heart." Helga said to herself.
"What? I didn't hear that?"
"I-! What the hell, football head. That's a stupid excuse to call me."
"...You seemed kind of sad before I left. I just wanted to make sure you're ok."
Oh, my emerald green eyed angel! "Yeah, I'm just peachy. You're worried over nothing'. I'm a tough girl, and I wasn't sad."
"...Ok. Sorry."
"D...don't be sorry."
"Sorry." He laughed, making her laugh.
"Make it up to me tomorrow. Get me one of them shamrock shakes from Slousens and we'll be even."
"Haha, for what? You said you weren't sad."
"I wasn't. This was for bothering me in the middle of the night just to see if I was 'ok.'" She tisked. "I swear, your good nature is gonna get you in a lot of trouble one day. I have no reason to doubt I'd be the one you're in trouble with. That, or I'm sure you'll definitely drag me down with you."
"Well, then it makes up for all the trouble that you've put me in in the past."
"Anyways, seriously, don't you have any other reason for calling me?"
"...Ok, you got me. I need to copy your notes from Thursday last week. I totally zoned out from whatever Mr. Luxure was saying."
"And why can't you have told me that tomorrow?"
"beeeeecause, I might forget?"
"Mmh Mmh Mmh, always with your head in the clouds."
"That's Gerald's thing." She could almost feel his smirk from the other side of the phone.
"I don't see his name on it."
"Its implied though."
She rolled her eyes."Anyways, if you want those notes you're gonna have to pay for them."
"And, knowing you, not with money but my dignity...as if I have any left with you." He dramatically sighed, still amused.
"You have to shout 'Helga is better than me at everything!' in the hallway tomorrow."
"Didn't I do that last week?"
"No, last week was 'Helga is amazing, I am but a shadow In her presence!"
"Oh, right...fine. I'm kind of getting immune to it though."
"Damn, your right. No, ok! Let me get back to you on that."
"Sounds good."
"Anyways, it's late."
"Very observant of you, Ms.Pataki."
"Hey, I'm the sarcastic one in this relationship!"
"Then what am I?"
"The dense one, obviously."
"I don't want to be the dense one." He whined.
"Too bad, you can't undue your birth write."
"Birth right?"
"Alright, enough with your nonsense. I'm going to bed."
"Fiiiiine."
"...ok, bye."
"Arnold, hang up."
"No, you hang up first."
Helga shook her head, sighing dreamily. "Alright." She hung up, throwing her phone on the other side of the bed. She stopped, pondering for a minute. And, just as she expected, her phone vibrated with a new message.
Sunshine-Y did U hang up!?!? She rolled her eyes, laughing to herself. she lay on her stomach and swung her feet happily as she replied back.
H-Get a life. Go to sleep She responded coldly. Arnold knew better, though. That's just her way of showing her good nature. Bvvvvvvt. And, again, it vibrated.
Sunshine-no life w/o u
Thump. Helga pounded her chest, hitting her heart, annoyed with it. "Knock it off." She shook her head, trying her best to get rid of the blush on her face. 'I'm sure' She thought 'if anyone were to hear us, it would seem only natural to assume we were in a romantic relationship with each other' "That's why you're the dense one." She sighed happily, though, as she turned off the lights and went to sleep, a smile on her face throughout the night.
'Morning coffee, black. Check. Lunch for this afternoon. Check. Miriam's licker back in the cabinet. Check. How the hell does she keep finding the key? I swear, if she used that focus for--'
Bvvvvvvt. Helga looked at her phone, a new message coming through.
THB-Pataki! She rolled her eyes, responding back.
H-Johanson
THB-Don't Johanson me! You weren't on last night
H-Was busy.
THB-Too busy to play COD!?
H-si
THB-ah, I see how it is.
H-Yeah, how is it?
THB-it's cuz of Arnold. Pfft. U 2 are inseparable. I'm sure you were at it all night. Did u 2 finally get a room? She scowled, feeling flustered at the same time. Two can play this game.
H-jelly u don't have ur Arnold time!
THB-That ain't it.
H-wanna smooch all over his face?
THB-woah, hold in!
THB-*on
H-Hold it in Gerald! B strong!
THB-STOP twisting my words, she demon!
H-Intolerable halfwit!
THB-PSYCHO
H- who pickled your brain?
THB-YOU would know, Alien
H-That the best you can do?
TBH- ...for now! Helga smirked, putting her phone back in her pocket and headed for school. She enjoyed walking more than anything, her warm cup of coffee in her hand, the chill that pinched her cheeks, not to mention-
"Hey, wait up!"
'Him' She sighed to herself. Catching up to her, he put an arm around her shoulder. She loved the tingling feeling that sprinkled in her stomach from his touch. Every touch was different of course. When he poked her nose, it made her knees weak, also her ears kind of itched a little. When he laid his head on her shoulder, her feet felt light and her heart fluttered uncontrollably. When he whispered In her ear, his breath tickling her neck and ear, her lungs felt deflated. Every experience both irritating yet heavenly her. She grabbed his wrist, strongly twisting it back. "Hey, who says you can touch me!?"
"Ah! Five adventures, have mercy!"
She let go, bumping shoulders with him. He rubbed at his wrist, giving her a pout. How cute, she thought. Before she could let the feeling flourish, she took her backpack off her shoulder and took out her notebook.
"Here, before I forget."
"Hmm. What is this?"
"The notes."
"...?" He looked confused. She sighed tiredly.
"Over the phone? You asked me for it yester-er, at one this morning." She yawned.
"! Right! Yeah, thanks." He grabbed her notes from her. "Told you I'd forget." He knocked his fist at his head, demonstrating how hollow his skull was.
"You hollow brained idiot." She rustled his hair up, giving her good feelings in her heart. He grabbed her hand, tak8ng it and biting her finger. "Ah! No biting!" He smirked at her playfully
"So, you want me to invite Gerald tonight?" She rolled her eyes, rubbing her finger.
"Pfft, might as well. It's no fun always beating you at everything."
"That really hurts, Helga. I beat you at candy land last week."
"That's because I quit halfway through!" she yelled defensively.
"No, you quit because you knew you were gonna lose."
"No, I just generally hate that game. The only reason I played is because I felt bad for you."
"Liar liar, you're a crier." She pinched his arm, twisting it forcibly. "ahaaa! Helga!"
"Who's crying now?" He pinched her back. "Ow!"
"Both of us." He clicked his tongue, winking at her. She growled, pulling a tuff of his hair. He did the same to one of her pigtails.
"Oh Gawd! Cut it out with the flirting." Gerald's voice came in from behind. They both stopped, turning to Gerald who gave them a sour face. They both blushed, moving back from each other. Arnold rubbed his arm uncomfortably.
"Hey Gerald." Arnold greeted shyly Gerald tisked.
"Hey man." He put his thumb up as they did their not-so-secret handshake. Gerald put his elbow up for Helga as they both wiggled them together for their handshake.
"Pataki."
"Johanson."
"So, I was thinking Halo tonight."
"Who says you're coming?" Helga barked.
"You did, Helga. Just a minute ago." Arnold laughed.
"Changed my mind." She crossed her arms.
"I'm coming anyways. You stood me up on zombies last night."
"I'm gonna lock all the doors." She got more up in his face. He did the same, almost touching noses.
"What, and you think you know about all the craw spaces?"
"Like the back of my hand, Johanson." She flicked his nose making him back up. His brow furrowed.
"You two." Arnold said exasperated, getting in between them. "We don't want to be late." They both rolled their eyes at him. 'What a goody two shoes.' They both thought to themselves. At least there was one thing they could agree on, as they both looked at each other with that 'man, he always spoils our fun' look. Arnold just rubbed the back of his neck, smirking slightly.
"You two don't need to fight over me, alright?" He said jokingly, putting one arm each around both their shoulders. They looked at each other again, grabbing Arnold's arm and twisting it away from them.
"Ow! I just want to spread love and peace in this world!" He hugged his hands to his chest.
"Gross, no." Helga spat, making Gerald laugh under his breath. Her smile spread further on her lips, feeling like she just won a prize.
"Anyways, I just got paid from my job so I'll buy snacks for tonight."
"Nevermind, he can come!" She hugged Gerald's arm. He blushed, whipping it out of her grasp.
"Ew, Pataki-itis!" He moved behind Arnold, protecting himself.
"You realise I've already caught it, don't you?" Arnold teased. Gerald jumped back, feigning utter disgust.
"Ah! Both of you get away from me!"
"Join us, Gerald." Arnold said in a monotone voice, a creepy smile playing on his face and an arm out to him.
"Yes, join us. You'll be happier." Helga copied.
"Much happier."
Gerald shivered. "My God. You're too far gone." Arnold started to laugh, clapping Gerald on the back. Gerald looked back at them, scowling, at the same time, smirking at their fun bantering. Arnold and Helga's smile started to fade, though, as they looked ahead of them and their steps became slower. Gerald raised an eyebrow before turning around himself and instantly stopping in his tracks.
"Oh, Gerald."
"...Phoebe." Tye name left her lips, but lay bitter on his tongue. The girl in front of them, blushing sweetly, boldly approached them.
"Um…" She shuffled her feet, looking down shyly. "S-so, I uh...I got these tickets and-"
"Sorry, I'm busy that day." He walked past her, a very nonchalant expression on his face.
"But I didn't say--" He waved her off though, going through the doors and ignoring her completely. Arnold passed her a little Awkwardly, not having the courage to face her. Helga was right behind him, also not looking at her. Phoebe grabbed her arm, stopping her from leaving. Helga's breath slightly hitched, still looking forward. "Helga. Come on, talk to me." Phoebe said with sad eyes. Helga stood there for another brief moment before jerking her shoulder away from her, walking away from her with mixed emotions. "You can't ignore me forever!" Phoebe yelled after her.
Helga quickly caught up with Arnold, slightly grabbing onto his sleeve, not caring if he saw even a little of her true self. He looked at her, giving her a sad smile.
"S-so, Halo it is then?" She blinked, looking at him. She smirked, letting go of his sleeve and elbowing him at his side.
"Sounds good."
BTW, for all who are wondering THB stands for tall hair boy. If u already got that from reading, I tip my hat to u sir/madam. Again, I did this whole story through texting it on my phone so any errors that u find, feel free to point out to me. Just describe the scene and I'll get back to it. I hope u have enjoyed and I'll see ya next time. More about phoebe later. Please review! It warms my Wittle heart!