Hey guys. I'm glad I got some people reading my story! Well for all the people enjoying it I would like to tell you about what inspired me to do the dance in this chapter. Well we all know that Arnold is experienced in dancing the tango. Well I wanted to incorporate that in my story. So I found a piece of music on youtube that inspired the flow of the dance and it works really well. If you want to experience it go to youtube and type in "Ballroom Orchestra-Ballroom Tango" in the search and play it when you read the line "The music started to play" don't worry if you forget I will remind you right before. Thanks for reading. Now Enjoy.

"Arnold you have to go to this party!"

"Ugh…Gerald…"

"Arnold you have to go to this party!"

"I can't go."

"What do you mean you can't go?"

"I can't go because if she finds out whom I am. The school finds out whom she really is, which means her reputation will be ruined, and then she'll never trust me again, and I will never talk to her again, and I lose my job because I broke over a thousand policies. Not to mention I've tied up the phone lines because the only person I've been talking to is her for the past couple of days!" I lay back down on my bed restoring my breathing again.

"Ok…Ok…Well then you know what that means right?"

"You're going to go to this party but as someone else."

"What?"

"You know. You'll be you, but you won't be you."

"Oh don't tell you believe my grandma's talk about that other dark side crap."

"THAT'S IT!"

"You'll go to the party sweep her off her…"

"No, no, Gerald."

"Yes Arnold. You can do this man. Like your grandma said, you have the entire package you just need a swagger coach. "

"A swagger coach?"

"Listen Arnold. This isn't any ordinary girl we are talking about here. We are talking about Helga…G…Pataki. The beautiful, the glorious, and the goddess …." I started to daydream about Helga being a beautiful goddess. Seducing me with her every curve…

"Arnold! Get you head out of the clouds and come back down to earth! The opportunity is right in front of your eyes. Do you want her or not?"

"I want her."

"You need her!"

"I need her!"

"You Love Her!"

"I LOVE HER!"

"Then unleash your inner dark side!"

"I'M GONNA UNLEASH MY INNER DARK SIDE!"

"Ok as your swagger coach I'm going to have to ask you to not get crazy and sit back down."

"Wait. Are you going to the party?"

"Yeah."

"Who are you going with?"

"Phoebe Heyerdahl."

"Phoebe…really?"

"Yeah man. Anyways back to you." Gerald was definitely a ladies' man. He knew all the tricks, all the tips, all the do's, and the don'ts. It was like he was an encyclopedia for how to please a woman or at least in my case get a girl to fall in love with you. I needed all the help I can get and I was willing to learn.

"Why am I wearing this?"

"Well this is a masquerade party, and I wanted to give you this Mask of Zorro look. Like Antonio Banderas."

"This is stupid Gerald."

"Trust me man. It all works!"

"Now I know you have some cool dance moves and everything, but we need something that will sweep her off her feet"

"Well my grandma has been teaching me to tango."

"Really?"

"Yeah."

"How long have you been learning?"

"For about a couple months now. I'm pretty good at it. There's this one move I almost can get it's like a…"

"That's perfect man!"

"Now all we need is a game plan."

"A game plan?"

"Yeah and I got it all figured out.

Music could be heard miles away from my house. I got nervous before I even left the last step of my stoop. I can officially say I knew how stoop kid felt. Not wanting to ever leave his stoop. I haven't seen him in a while I should go by one day see how he's keeping up. Ahh. Can't focus on that right now got to focus on the party. Remember what Gerald said. Go with flow, keep you cool. Don't F*CK UP!

"Yeah Gerald that made me feel loads better." I had walked up a couple a feet away from the party. There was Rhonda, Harold, Nadine, Stinky, and Sid hanging outside before they went in. Rhonda was standing there showing her dress off to everyone. It was like Rhonda was the star of the party. The way that they were admiring her, but I knew the true star was waiting inside somewhere. So I put on a brave face, put on my mask the only cover my eye lids my black hat and cape. I WAS THE MASK OF ZORRO. All I needed was a sword.

When I walked in I immediately spotted Gerald with Phoebe. He smiled at me and point at 3 clock. I looked over and there she was, as beautiful as ever. She was wearing a red sequin dress whit ruffles that flew out on the bottom. Underneath her long slender legs were black shoes that had a 5 in. heel. Her long blonde hair curled to perfection, and her cat eyed mask that had golden lace tracing around the edges. I couldn't help myself. Watching her smiling and laughing made me love her even more. My heart was racing a mile a minute I didn't know what to do next. I looked around and saw Gerald whispering to the DJ which meant that was my cue to get ready. The DJ had made an announcement that he was going to slow things down on the dance floor. I counted backwards from 3.

OOC: **Start Ballroom Orchestra-Ballroom Tango**

The music started to play. At that moment I saw her. Something came over me. My heart rate began to slow down and I began to relax I was watching no one but her standing there alone waiting for someone to ask her to dance. It was my time and I was ready for it. All I knew was that I was no longer Arnold.

I was walking over to her casually but slowly making my way through the crowd. Other girls dancing with their spouses put their eyes on me, and I steadily had my eyes on her, no one but her. She finally had met my eyes when I was about 5 feet away from her. She seemed frightened at first but I simply just held out my arm. She took it and I lead her to the dance floor. The spotlight was on us. I don't know what it was but I felt that I was in control. She was like a guinea pig. I reached my arm around her waist and pulled her a little bit closer to me and interlaced her fingers with mine.

"I don't really know how to tango that well."

I knelt down and whispered in her ear, "Just follow my lead."

We started to dance. I was leading and she was following. She stopped every couple of seconds when she looked down by the third time I gently pushed her head on level with mine.

"Trust me." I gave her smile and she smiled back. I then started to lead again. I knew she started to feel comfortable with me because we started to glide across the dance floor. I kept my eyes on her, as she did me. I then spun her out and spun her back in. Her back against my chest, her eyes closed like she wanted to feel every single moment I had with her.

"I see your getting the hang of this." I spoke.

"You're a great teacher." She said to me. I spun her back out pulled her close and dipped her. She stretch out her neck her eyes stilled closed. I knew at that moment that I had complete control. I had taken her to a place of passion and I loved it. I loved the power. I then started to lead again. The two of us gliding across the dance floor, it was like no one was there. It was us and the music. I spun her around a three times and on the third she wrapped her leg around mine kneeling into me. I took the chance to smoothly run my hand down her leg. She smiled. I then lead us across the dance floor one more time and with another series of spins I dipped her again this time she slowly rose back up, level faced with mine and opened her eyes.

If it wasn't for the loud cheering and clapping we would've stayed in the position. The DJ then put on another slow song and out of the corner of my eye I saw Gerald giving me thumbs up from across the room.

"Can I have your name?" she asked me. Oh crap I didn't think of name! I can't tell her my real name! Come on think of something quick!

"Miles." I choose my dad's name.

"My name is Helga."

"I know."

"I don't think we've met before. Who invited you?"

"It was uh-"

"Oh I know Rhonda right?" I simply nodded.

"Of course she would've invited you. Probably to make me jealous, but her plan simply backfired on her."

"I never intended of coming here for her anyway."

"Do you go to my school?"

"No."

"Are you in school?"

"No I'm home schooled. "

"I wish I was home schooled sometimes." Most of the conversation she told me was things I already remembered from our phone conversation, but I still had to act like it was the first time I ever heard them. The music then sped up to a fast song which gave leeway to anyone who wanted to party again.

"Hey Miles, do you want to go some place quieter?" I nodded and let her take me anywhere she pleased. We walked around the entire park. When she said she rented out the entire park, she meant all of it.

"Wow I can't believe you've got all of City Park."

"Yeah…"

"That doesn't sound very enthusiastic."

"Because it isn't, I actually didn't want to have this party. The whole party thing was Rhonda's idea having it in City Park. Her parents put up the money for it. I only went along with it because I feel like I have to."

"You don't have to do anything you don't want to."

"Hmm. You don't know my friends or family."

"They aren't your friends if they are making you do things you don't want to do." She then looked at me. I stared at her back.

"Are you sure we've never met before?"

"No we've haven't." We then walked into a gazebo that looked over a small pond and the party she sat down on the railing.

"So Miles, do you have any friends?"

"Why do you ask that?"

"Well I mean your home schooled."

"That doesn't mean I don't have any friends."

"How many friends do you have?"

"I have 1 best friend. How many friends do you have?"

"I have zero. Well actually half."

"Half?"

"Well I've been talking to this one guy named Arnold on teen central hotline like every single day this week. I've never met him in person though only because he wants to keep my identity safe."

"That's really kind of him."

"Yeah he is kind. The only thing I know about him is his name and that he wants to be an artist. I don't know what he looks like; I don't know if he's 17 or 35. All I know is that I like talking to him. I think I should stop though."

"Why?"

"Because I see that he's getting a little worried about losing his job. He's already risked a lot for me with his job I want him to keep it, to be able to help others in need."

"I bet he'd miss you calling him."

"You'd really think so."

"Yeah he missed your voice, and your laugh." She smiled and looked over her shoulder.

"You're very good."

"Good at what? Making you smile."

"You know the right things to say Miles. We should hang out."

"Oh well uh…"

"What? I'm pretty sure your parents won't be mad that you'd miss one day of home schooling. They probably get enough of you anyway."

"Yeah probably," we both laughed. There was a silence between as she looked at me.

"Can I see your face?" she asked. I untied my mask and took it off my face. (Remember she doesn't know who Arnold looks like.)

"Now I need to see yours."I took her mask off slowly trying not to mess up her perfect hair. There was angel in front of me. I caressed my hand over her face. "That Arnold guy definitely missed out." She laughed at my comment. Her phone rang.

"Hey yeah I'm at the other side of City Park. Alright, Alright I'll be there in a second. Ugh! Rhonda's upset because Eugene tripped and spilt punch on her dress. I got to go take care before it gets out of hand."

"Oh well I have to go anyway."

"No don't leave…"

"We'll see each other again."

"How will I know that?"

"You definitely are going to have to learn to trust me."

"Ok well just in case. Here's my phone number and address. So you have no excuse."

"Like I said you have to trust me." She wrote her number and address in the palm in my hand.

"Well I guess I'll see you later then Miles. Thanks for the dance." She gently kissed me on the cheek and I almost died right then and there. Before she walked out the gazebo she turned around and said, "Call me." I watched her walk away ahead of me. I didn't know how I was going to call her, when we were going to hang out, and how I was going to keep my true identity a secret from her. Yet I still felt confident, because that's what Gerald a.k.a my swagger coach is for.