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Arnold took a deep breath as he looked at the door of the basement and started knocking on it. "Hello? Hello? We're stuck down in the basement!"

"It's no use, Arnold. Nobody's around that vincinity to hear us." Rhonda sighed. "Nobody even thinks about the basement because nobody rarely goes down here..."

"NOBODY goes down here? Not even if they need something?" Arnold asked as he walked down.

"Well, occasionally if there's something that's 'in', we have one of the servants dig it up, but..." Rhonda started... before shaking nervously.

"Uh, Rhond-" Arnold started before Rhonda started to cry.

"Oh God, we're stuck here! We're never going to be found!" Rhonda started sniffling as she laid her head down. "I hate being down here, it's too dark! It's... it's..."

Rhonda started crying as Arnold looked in shock... and sighed. He had not seen Rhonda moaning and crying a lot since she went broke. Arnold shook his head as he went to her.

"Rhonda. Look at me." Arnold said as he put a hand on her shoulder. "LOOK at me."

Rhonda looked at Arnold, tears in her face.

"You're overreacting again." Arnold said, trying to be tough, but firm. "If you were stuck in, say... a freezer in the cafeteria, I don't think other students would see you the same way... just remember what I said!"

Rhonda sighed as she looked down, tears still evident. "I'm sorry, Arnold, I'm acting pathetic again, aren't I?"

Arnold looked at Rhonda, but before he could say anything, Rhonda sighed. "You don't need to say it. I know. I know I'm pathetic... and I cry over the simplest things... sure, I may act all confident and be like, the most fashion obsessed girl of them all, but one thing going wrong, and I'm crying on the inside while still trying to be confident... but when I'm found out, that's when I blubber."

Arnold looked at Rhonda as she looked down, sadly. "You know, there's days when I'm afraid that... people won't look at me the same way, thinking that I won't grow up to be pretty..."

"Rhonda, surely you don't believe what others think." Arnold said as Rhonda looked at him. "Come on, you're clearly not Sid. I know you learn lessons, whereas he never DOES learn his lesson. You can't let people's opinions judge you... and in my opinion, pretty or not, I know you'll still be one of the nicest girls I know... even if you try it in your own way..."

Rhonda looked over to Arnold and smiled. "Do you really think I'm nice?"

"Rhonda, I've seen the real you. Even if you act all 'in', you still treat everyone equally, even the geeks and nerds." Arnold told her.

"I do, don't I?" Rhonda smiled, looking towards Arnold.

"Of course. I mean, if you didn't, you'd still be throwing parties where everyone is excluded." Arnold explained. "And what other person would think you and a girl who loves bugs and sports would never get along? You and Nadine think that best friend pairing works out for the best!"

"Yeah, me and Nadine have always stuck together... even if we have been doing our own things, we're still friends." Rhonda smiled.

"I'm saying Rhonda... don't worry about it... I'm scared too, but I know we're going to get out..." Arnold said to Rhonda as she took a deep breath.

Rhonda gave a smile. "Thanks, Arnold. I needed that advice..."

"Hey, it's what I'm always good at..." Arnold smiled. "You know, while we wait, what don't we talk about the intimate get-together we're planning some more..."

"Of course!" Rhonda nodded as she pulled out her notepad, turning on the light.


After a few minutes of talking about their plans for the party, Arnold and Rhonda nodded as Arnold said, "I think that's a really good idea, Rhonda."

"You really think so? Thanks. I've been wondering whether I should include the normal sandwiches or the triangles. I'm glad the rectangular ones work just as well..." Rhonda laughed.

"Yeah..." Arnold said. "You know, Rhonda, I really like this... if I only I had some type of drink..."

"Yeah, I am feeling a little parched myself." Rhonda smiled. "What I wouldn't give for a small Yahoo soda right now..."

"Yeah, just on a small glass, about halfway up..." Arnold said.

"With maybe a little umbrella on it..." Rhonda smiled.

"And it's best to do it on the roof!" Arnold and Rhonda said at the same time.

They looked at each other as Arnold said, "You like your Yahoo sodas like that?"

"Well, occasionally, I drink them out of the bottle, but whenever my parents make one up..." Rhonda blushed.

"Same with my grandma... as eccentric as she is, she sure knows how to make good on the Yahoo umbrella drinks." Arnold smiled.

"Wow..." Rhonda smiled.

"You know what I like to do near the end of the day, when I'm alone and I just want to relax?" Arnold asked.

"What's that?" Rhonda asked, looking to Arnold in curiosity.

"Well, aside from doing my homework and all that, I just like to put in some music and relax..." Arnold smiled.

"I always do that too... when my parents aren't busy taking me to parties and all that..." Rhonda nodded, understanding.

"Yeah... you know, I think we always enjoy Dino Spumoni... even if they are from a different time period..." Arnold started.

"...his music feels like it fits us commonly..." Rhonda smiled. "Tell me, Arnold, have you ever... danced?"

"Danced?" Arnold asked. "A few times..."

"Really?" Rhonda smiled. "You... want to practice?"

Arnold looked at Rhonda in confused surprise, then gave a bit of a smile.

"I'd love to..."


Upstairs, Brooke and Buckley were looking around the rooms as they had just came back. When they asked the servants where their daughter was, none of them had a clue, which left the two worried as they decided to look for their daughter, but nothing turned up in the search.

"Where could our daughter have gone?" Brooke said, worried.

"I don't know..." Buckley said in worry. "Sweetheart, where did you see Rhonda last?"

"She was with that Arnold boy in our house, discussing her next party, bu-" Brooke started before hearing music coming from another area. "Where is that musi-"

It was then Brooke and Buckley realized where the music is coming from. "THE BASEMENT!"

"Of course!" Buckley groaned. "How did we forget the basement! Rhonda always gets stuck there on accident sometimes!"

"Strange... she usually is in a fit of worry..." Brooke said as the two went towards the basement door. "What changed that to music?"

Buckley shrugged as he opened the door... and gasped as he and Brooke looked in.

Downstairs, Arnold and Rhonda were practicing dancing, as if in a ballroom style.

"And... step, two, three, four, and step, two, three, four..." Rhonda said. "You're getting good at this..."

"Thanks, Rhonda." Arnold blushed.

"Our little girl, teaching a boy how to dance?" Buckley said in shock. "And Arnold, no less?"

"Buckley?" Brooke looked up.

"He's no Harold or Sid, for sure..." Buckley paused. "I don't know..."

"I think they look cute..." Brooke smiled, just watching the two dance for a little while until the music was done. It was then Buckley coughed that got the two's attention.

"Oh! How long..." Arnold started.

"About a few minutes ago..." Brooke explained as Rhonda went up and hugged her parents, sighing in relief. "You okay, sweetheart?"

"I'm fine, mom." Rhonda smiled. "Arnold was there to get me through this while we waited..."

"I see..." Brooke said as she and Buckley turned to Arnold.

"Thank you, Arnold. I know our baby girl isn't easy to handle..." Buckley said.

"She isn't any trouble at all, Mr. Lloyd. In fact, she's actually great company." Arnold said as he looked at the clock. "Well, it's getting a little late, I need to get back to my home..."

"I can drive you back." Buckley smiled as he lead Arnold outside.

"Thanks, Mr. Lloyd." Arnold said. "And hope those plans work out, Rhonda!"

"Hope they do too!" Rhonda smiled as she hugged Arnold. "Hey, you want to hang out tomorrow?"

"Uh, sure." Arnold nodded. "If that's..."

Buckley gave a smile as he said, "It's fine with me, Arnold."

"Of course!" Brooke said. "We look forward to seeing you again..."

"Then it's settled." Rhonda smiled. "See you at school!"

Arnold nodded as he and Buckley went out.

Rhonda gave a smile of content as Brooke noticed her daughter feeling relaxed. "Hmmmm... Rhonda, is there something going on between you and Arnold?"

"What?" Rhonda said in shock. "Well... I don't know. I think a good friendship right now..."

As Rhonda went upstairs still with that content smile, Brooke gave a warm smile as she thought, "Aw, my little girl is in love and doesn't realize it... that's the same look I had when I met Buckley..."

Brooke gave a look towards the door which Buckley and Arnold exited out of. "The question is... how long until she realizes it..."


That's chapter three done! How'd you like it? Anyway, read, review, criticize and suggest, folks!