Helga's New Best Friend

I don't own Hey Arnold, (c) Craig Bartlett/Nickelodeon

Author's Note: Been reading all the reviews, I'll try to post as much as I can :D

While Helga still had to serve her detention, she was let off much easier than a harsher punishment due a thoughtful Arnold. Riley once again is trying to bring Helga to her senses, and trying to give her the huge wake up call she should be getting about Arnold..

Chapter 4- The Talk

Riley was in the sandwhich line, trying to see if any of the "good" sandwhiches were left. Riley somehow managed to survive the craziness up to this moment, which she was greatly thankful for. Helga didn't go into any more mischief providing Helga was still harping over what Arnold had said about her. Helga was high on the feeling of love, as she had been even following Arnold incongito for the rest of the time up till lunch. Riley saw there were about four good ones left. She took two, because she knew Helga needed to eat a sandwhich or something at least. Riley had walked back to the mostly empty table, while Helga sighed dreamily looking over at Arnold.

"I got a sandwhich for you, and I know you say you aren't hungry. But you need to eat something, Helga."

Helga didn't say anything as she kept looking over at her beloved footballhead.

"Earth to Helga! Ok, Helga we need to have a talk. Girl talk."

Helga kept gazing, until Arnold caught her stare. She ferociously growled, and he quickly turned back around.

"That's what I'm talking about, what you just did now. You love Arn-"

"Sheesh, not so loud!" Helga warned her.

"Helga you obviously no doubt, still have feelings. And you and Arnold I think in alot of ways are pretty close. You guys could be closer, if you let your inner being come out and show others who you really are."

"Inner being? Criminey! At times, you just sound as sappy as Arnoldo!"

"Well me and Arnold are right, Helga. You know this to be true. Tell me why do you have to act this way all the time, Helga? Is it fear of rejection? Maybe worse?"

"Helga G. Pataki is not afraid of anything."

"Helga it's okay to be scared sometimes, it only makes us more human. I mean you're a great writer, you have so much talent but you hide it under this mask you are still wearing."

Helga looked intently over at Riley, starting to take a few bites of her sandwhich. "Helga are you honestly serious about your feelings for Arnold? Because if you keep "pushing" him away or pranking him and continuing this "charade" you will end up someday probably pushing him away for good. All of this could get old."

"Oh if I ever did push away my poor love sweetheart for good, I'd just-But this is who I am. My crazy and obessive tendencies about Arnold is what makes me special."

"I'm sure it is, but is this the healthiest for you Helga? Helga, you can't be two people at once, even if you can somehow manage that there's only one person deep down within you that makes it possible."

"Just be yourself, Helga. That's all you have to do."

"Heck, truth is if anyone knew who Helga G. Pataki truly was-they would all just laugh at her."

"How do you know that, Helga? What makes you think that?"

"That's why Helga G. Pataki can't ever be." Helga started to say sadly.

"What about Arnold? It doesn't matter what all those other people might think-do you think Arnold would appreciate the Helga deep down?"

"Arnold?"

Helga paused.

"It doesn't matter, because-"

"It does matter! Don't you see? You love him-and you want to be with him and if he got to see the real you-who KNOWS what could happen?"

"I don't deserve my precious footballhead." Helga held up her locket looking into the smile of a very handsome sixteen year old Arnold.

"Helga, you can't just give up! You can't say that! Listen, you don't have to change a thing about you-just let yourself be free, Helga. Talk to Arnold about you know-"

Helga had snapped back to her former self. "Not ever in a million years! Criminey!"

"Just when I had her!" Riley said to herself in dismay.

"Let me give you some more of my advice-try to let up on the teasing and ridicule of Arnold and see how it goes. Just pull back a little."

"I don't think that's possible! Hey, FootballHead!" Helga threw her sandwhich hitting Arnold in the back with it.

"I paid for that sandwhich, Helga." Riley put her head down in shame.

"That's what you get for staring at me, Arnoldo!"

"If I recall, Helga-" Arnold walked over to Helga, as she was about to exit the cafeteria. "You were the one looking at me." Arnold crossed his arms with a satisified smirk on his face.

"In your dreams, bucko!"

"Come on, Helga! Why can't you just admit it? I know you like me." Arnold winked playfully.

Helga stopped and froze. Arnold had overheard their conversation?!

"Eh, it's mutual footballhead."

"Whatever you say, Helga."

"That's right! Arnoldo it is what I say! Since you are the last person on earth I could ever like!"

"I don't believe that, Helga."

"Who seriously knocked you in that freakish oblong head of yours?"

"You kinda have Helga, on many occasions." The smirk came back.

"Oh yeah, well don't tempt me to do it again STUPID!" Helga stormed out, with her fists clenched.

Riley still had her head down in embarassment.

Arnold watched after her, and went back to sit next to his best friend Gerald Johassen.

Riley looked up seeing Helga was gone. "We got some work to do." Riley threw her sandwhich away quickly and followed after an irritated Helga.

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