A/N: I just want to thank everyone for the reviews and those who are reading this.

Ah yeah, the first day of school was a pain to go back to even if it was to another school.


Helga grumbled to herself as she went through her closet for something to place on her for her first day back to a new school. Dr Bliss made the arrangements. Her schedule was the same as Phoebe's. She enlisted other protocols as well. Helga hated this. Didn't want to see people again. Why couldn't she stay home and do school online? Oh right! She has to begin her healing process. Why can't she find that guy and castrate him? That will begin the healing process a bit more faster.

Slipping into jeans and a baggy t-shirt, Helga heard her mom enter her bedroom. Her mother wished her well with a huge hug. Helga wanted to beg for her to stay home, but felt she would object. Telling her she loved her, Helga slipped past her to grab money for lunch, and run out of there to meet up with, Phoebe.

Helga ignored every guy wolf whistling her or attempting at a conversation just to reach her friend's place. Thank goodness for her, Phoebe walked out of her house just as she approached.

"Hello, Helga. How are you right now?"

Helga knew that her friend was apt in her emotions right now. "I don't want to go to school."

Phoebe watched as the bus approached them. "Oh I know, but I'll be with you so let's hope for the best."

"Have you said anything to anyone else about this? I'm still having the hardest issues dealing with the opposite sex." Seeing the bus stop right in front of them and open the doors, Helga had to have Phoebe take her hand to bring her on the bus.

"Just do what, Dr Bliss has told you to do when you feel in that situation. Use those exercises."

Watching her produce her bus pass, Helga soon did the same thing just to turn around to find most of her old classmates looking at her in surprise. Arnold being one of them. Putting her head down, Helga followed Phoebe closely to find a seat so she can sit at the window. No one said hello to her, so Helga was curious if Phoebe told them to not ask her any questions.

"Did you say something to them? I know Arnold would of said hi to me." Helga inquired softly. She was kinda glad that the busses gears were quieting her voice even more so no one else can hear.

"I only hinted that it is best for you to get your bearings until such time to converse will feel qualified to do so. Until such time is reached, you'll let them know when."

Helga felt that was satisfactory enough while she leaned against her shoulder. "What would I ever do without you, Pheebs?"

"Oh, I don't know Helga. Perhaps you would die of boredom without your ever faithful friend by your side." Helga loved her friend way too much at times.


Helga was getting a migraine from avoiding every guy around. They wanted to talk to her. Hit on her. She got that she was fresh meat to them, but she wanted to stab them to get away from her. Feeling crazy and wanting some sanctity, Helga went inside the library to hide away. Phoebe knew where she was. She always did even without her sending a text.

Breathing heavily in and out at a table, Helga felt a presence in front of her prompting her to want to run away from the gaze of, Rhonda Lloyd. The examination that she was being put under didn't feel the same that would harken to the days of gossip. This was a knowing gaze. Helga wanted to yell at her to leave her be, but was powerless in how she was feeling right now to do so. Rhonda's stare softened as she sat down across from her.

"The cousin that is living with me this year, she had to leave her own school in New York." She began to tell her story. "She left because she couldn't cope. Couldn't breath anymore. She had a hard time being around the opposite sex. She came over with her parents hope that this will help heal her." Rhonda reached out to take her hand. "My cousin was raped, Helga. Raped by a complete stranger as she was walking home. I know you are exhibiting signs right now. I kinda got that hint when, Phoebe mentioned to let you get your barrings in. I saw how you looked on the bus. Seen how she avoided the guys. This includes the boy you have been in love with. You are afraid and it is understandable that you are. I just want to tell you that you aren't alone. There are other victims out there. Some don't have people caring for them. You and my cousin are some of the lucky ones who do."

"I swear if you tell anyone, I will." Rhonda cut her off quickly enough.

Rhonda obviously understood her well enough. "I will not. Just know that you have another friend who does. Maybe it would do you good to meet with my cousin one day. She doesn't go to this school. She goes to a Catholic school instead. She went to one in New York so they don't want to divert her studies."

"Did they believe her?" Helga spotted out of the corner of her eye that Phoebe entered. "They didn't believe me. They pulled me off the bus with security and now I get harassed."

Rhonda gasped at that. "They believed her. She was lucky there. She wasn't lucky that he beat her up in the process landing her in the hospital." It looked like she was clamping her eyelids closed very hard. "I'm sorry that this happened to you. You have always been one of the strongest girls that I've known. I may of said things when we were in the same school, but I did admire you."

Accepting a sushi roll from, Phoebe, Helga enjoyed the taste of a home meal. "Thanks, Princess. Never thought I would hear those words."

"Are you putting this on trial? If so, I have a number to a great lawyer."

Even when it is a legal matter, Rhonda will pretend she studying a masterful Vera Wang or Nancy Spumoni in her presence. "I'll think about it. As it is, the school members sided quickly with the guy, and attacked me full force. It is bad to the point that I don't sleep on my bed."

"Why on Earth, not?"

"The nightmares come more heavily when I'm on my bed or just leaning against it. It is safer this way." Hearing the door open and close, Helga spotted Arnold coming in to return a book. His eyes captured her own, and feeling that dizzying heat course through her body, she looked quickly away to take some cleansing breaths.

"He really misses you. He said that he misses his Helga around. His! He actually said that. I knew that boys soft spot for you." Helga had to stop her from speaking any more. "Sorry. I just thought it would be nice for you to hear."

Helga flashed her a look that almost appeared like a smile from her eyes. "I appreciate it, but right now I can't think about that."

The conversation seemed to die down at that point leading Helga to just stew away. She felt there was a need to say something to, Rhonda. She should know. Hated her to know at the same time. Closing her eyes, Helga had to think of something to get her mind off of him. She felt the heat well up inside her to the point of getting nauseous. She couldn't breath as she felt the constrictions once more inside. She felt something cold press against her forehead, leading to some cool.

Rhonda's eyes blinked at what was happening to, Helga. She looked around furiously to see if they were the only girls in the library. They weren't the only people since Arnold was in the biography section. He was pausing with a look of worry pressed across his features. "What do we do?" Rhonda asked, Phoebe in a hushed voice.

"Take some deep cleansing breaths in and out, Helga. I'm here. Rhonda is here. You are safe with us. Remember that you are strong." Phoebe whispered into Helga's ear. "Remember everything that your doctor said. We aren't leaving you."

Her headache was turning into a migraine. Helga felt fresh pain in her back in the exact area she was slammed against the wall. She wanted to listen to Phoebe, but couldn't. She felt the pain down there as if it was happening all over again leading her to scream out. She landed on the ground to her knees feeling, Phoebe's arms surround her. She faintly heard the librarian ask if she needed help. Yes, she needed all the help she can get, lady.

Rhonda shook her head to warn, Arnold not to come any closer. His eyes were filled with worry. Rhonda saw his eyes glistening a little. She knew he had it bad for, Helga, but this was really bad. His empathy for the girl he cared about was in pain, and he was warned not to get near her.

"Do you have anything cold to place on her? She's burning up." Phoebe inquired of the librarian.

"None. You'll have to go to the nurses office for that." The librarian was chewing at her nails in worry over the young girl before her.

"He's touching me." Helga spoke low enough only for Phoebe and Rhonda to hear.

Rhonda got on the ground to her knees, she looked to her companion. Helga was indeed burning up right now. "We have to go to the nurses office now." She told Phoebe. "Helga, we need you to get up. We need to take you to the nurses office."

"Dr Bliss. I need her." Helga took her phone out of her pocket to hand to Phoebe. "She's number 7 in my directory."

Grabbing her phone, Phoebe continued to rub her back to help calm her as she went through the directory. "Greetings, my name is Phoebe Heyerdahl. Oh you know me. Yes, Helga is having a breakdown at school. Yes, we are taking her to the nurses office now." Sparing a glance to, Arnold, she tried to offer a reassuring smile, but it felt like mud slapped on her face. "Thank you very much. We'll see you soon." Hanging up, Phoebe scooted over to lift Helga's head up by her chin. "Helga, look at me. Dr Bliss will be here soon. She'll meet you in the office. Please get up for us."

Helga nodded dumbly as she slowly got up and stumbled towards Rhonda. "Sorry."

Rhonda just placed her arm around her waist to steady her. "Don't apologize. Let's get you to the nurses office now."

Arnold watched the whole ordeal. He always hated just standing by and doing nothing. Helga is in pain. She's so afraid. What did happen to her? He had a vague idea, but he couldn't go running off a hunch. She was always such a strong person. She always seemed like nothing could defeat her, but apparently something reached the seemingly indestructible force.


In his English class, Arnold saw that Phoebe was in her seat in the back. He spotted the worry etched throughout her delicate face. He kept tapping his finger against his book to the teachers annoyance. All he could think about was, Helga. How she looked in the library chilled him to the bone. He prayed for her to get better from whatever happened to her. He also wanted to embrace her. Kiss her temple.

He loved her. It was very simple how he ended up knowing how he came to this feeling. It was during his short time with, Lila. He thought she would of mocked him for going out with her, but she told him simply that he had to get it out of his system. Arnold loved how insightful she would be. How well her words would either heal him or wound him. The wound would be quickly healed though. It was a way of her pushing him in the right direction. A direction that he knew he did good just by that prideful look in her eyes. Man, he loved those eyes.

When he went out with Lila, she was the one who pointed out that life wasn't the same without Helga always around. She pointed out that the group always needed him or her around. Lila felt like she would become a distant memory. She knew she wasn't exciting or thought provoking like, Helga. She also knew about his feelings for the blonde. She made a clear note of it during their quiet break up. When Lila left to visit relatives for a month, no one noticed her absence. When Helga was gone for just a day or two. Her absence was always clearly shown. Even though she calmed down, Helga still had that power within her to make statues come alive.

Hearing the door open, Arnold glanced up to watch Helga come in to hand a note to the teacher. The teacher only said a few words to her before she quietly took her seat. Arnold spotted the tear stained cheeks. Spotted how nervous she is. Arnold wanted to hit whomever was responsible for doing this to her. This was his girl after all. It was odd to take something of ownership of a human being, but he always felt that she was his, and his alone.

Helga kept her hands clasped between her legs to keep the shakiness of them showing. She felt on her last nerve. She could literally hear him laughing in her head.

Feeling someone's eyes upon her, Helga looked up to catch, Gerald looking between her and Phoebe. She guessed that he wanted to sit next to, Phoebe. She felt the guilt there knowing his feelings for her best friend. He did looked concerned at her. It felt strange that he would feel concern for her. He always acted like he hated her, but only tolerated her for, Arnold and Phoebe's sake.

Helga could do only one thing for now. She mouthed out to him, 'I'm sorry.'

Gerald placed the tiniest of smiles on his face to mouth back, 'It's okay.'

Gerald turned back around to pretend he was paying attention to the teacher, but all he could think about was one thing: Rape.
With his brother now a police officer, and him talking about a few victims he had encountered. Gerald heard about the signs. He just never known anyone personally who was raped. Helga was scared of every guy she saw, so it was understandable she was acting this way. He also understood that she had to say something, not be confronted. He'll keep his thoughts to himself till then. Also, he will help her out privately in case no guy takes the hint to stay away from her.