Arnold was very bright; his blue eyes sparkled with happiness as he took in all of his surroundings. He stretched half heartedly and took his coffee to the table. He picked up the paper and turned through the boring sections. Then his eyes scanned a particular ad that startled him so much that he dropped his coffee on the cold wooden floor. The ad said that Helga G. Pataki was having a book signing Monday morning at the Lydia's book store. To say that he was stunned would be an understatement. He had not heard from Helga for ten years. He wondered when she had gotten back. Did she hear that her father died? What did she do all those years? What does she look like now? He thought he was looking on the bright side. Even though he somewhat doubted that she changed much. He stood to wipe the coffee stains off the floor and went back up the stairs to his room in the attic.

But how much did his life change? Not much because his room was still pretty much the same with the exceptions of a few changes. His bed was larger. His desk was more modern and his room was painted white. He didn't care how it looked much because it was still home. He grabbed some clothes out of his drawer and headed to the shower to begin his day.

He took his time to leave the house on this Saturday morning. It was a beautiful day and he didn't feel like doing much of anything, but he would anyway for the sake of being a good business man like his grandfather was. He walked around the house to the garage to get out the lawn mower and set to work on today's list of chores. It had been hard after his grandma died since no one in the house could cook and he still had not learned. The place wasn't doing well enough to hire a cook so the borders had to make do for themselves. They were very upset so Arnold had to lower the rent to accommodate their loss of money for food. He also had to avoid the kitchen because someone was always in their cooking.

Helga took her time to get up this morning. She had all weekend to do absolutely nothing. She got up and took a long soak in the tub before stepping out and trying to fix her messy blond locks. She ran fine combs through it before putting it up to let it dry. She put on some normal sweat pants and a plain t shirt before stepping downstairs to look for breakfast.

When she got downstairs she opened the fridge. Only a few eggs left and some left over pizza that she had when she got here. She opted for the eggs. After some looking around and clanging of cupboard doors she finally found some kind of skillet to fry the eggs on. It wasn't her best work but she wasn't in the mood to really care. She set herself down on the couch to watch TV and eat her eggs in peace. It worked for awhile until she got incredibly board with it. She was and outdoor person and she wanted to do something outdoors. She stood and walked back into the kitchen and set her dishes in the sink not bothering to wash them. She decided to take a little walk so she grabbed her keys and walked out the door. It was warm outside and the sun was shining brightly.

Arnold had finally finished all his chores. It was about 1:00 when he felt his need for food kick in. there was nothing in the house that could sustain him long enough until dinner and he couldn't just walk in on one of the boarders and ask them for food. It wasn't like him. It was too unprofessional and it made him seem like he couldn't take care of himself. Not even to get food for him to eat. He sighed. He would just have to go and get some food himself. He was a good guy and very hungry at the moment. He decided that pizza would definitely fill him up quickly so that he could get back to work. Arnold grabbed his keys and walked down the block to the nearest pizza place.