So many reasons to update. A) I have no life. B) Hurricane Sandy may cut off light for days. C) It's my annoying brother's 13th birthday and I need a break from him.
Let's start. Reviews were appreciated! :)
Helga's POV
Criminy! I can't believe I let that idiot control me like that. How could I let her do that? Oh, right, because she knows my secret. Oh Arnold...
Lunch
"How come you've been avoiding me?" Arnold asked, sitting next to Helga.
"Did your girlfriend allow you to say that, or were you bold enough to disobey her?" Helga quipped, biting into her cardboard pizza.
"What are you talking about-"
"Arnold!" Rosemary rushed in, sitting in the middle of the two blondes. She gave Helga an extra push, who gladly moved farther away.
"Hey Rosemary." he responded, kissing her on the cheek. Helga felt her stomach turn.
"So, what are you two talking about?"
"Nothing much, just saying hi." Helga glared. "You got a problem with that?"
"No, not at all." She took a sip of her low-cal SnapPle. "Just asking."
Helga throw out her half eaten food and headed for the exit.
"Helga, wait!" A voice called. She turned around. "Where are you going?"
"Anywhere I want, Arnoldo."
"What's wrong with her? Did something bad happen?" Arnold asked after she left.
Rosemary shrugged yet the twinkle in her eyes suggusted otherwise. "Maybe she just needs a little alone time. You know, first day problems."
"Oh. Ok." he said before she placed a kiss on his lips. But he couldn't help but feel like something was wrong with his girlfriend's reasoning.
Was there something else wrong? Could she be lying? He looked over to her. Black silky hair ran over her shoulders like a waterfall, with the most innocent churub face anyone had ever seen. A pearl white smile currently graced her features.
Well- Arnold thought before the bell interruputed. He sighed. I'll just ask Helga later.
**TSLOHP**
Checking underneath the stalls and making sure they were empty, Helga entered one. She slowly removed the tearing paper from her pocket and read it in a whisper.
"'Each morn, I see you bend to drink,
From love's own crystal pool.
I tremble near you, try to think.
Will I forever say, "You stink"?
Am I bound by this tragic rule?'"
Helga dropped the paper into the toilet and flushed it. Washing her hands, only one thought escaped her mind before the bell rang.
What the heck am I gonna do now?
**TSLOHP**
"Wait up, Helga!" Arnold ran up to her just as she headed outside. Helga felt her heart lift with joy but immediatly vanished as she noted the status of her secret.
"Hey, Arnold."
"Why are you avoiding me all of a sudden?"
"I don't know what you're talking about. I'm not avoiding you." She scoffed. "What a stupid question."
"Helga." Arnold crossed his arms and gave his annoyed half-lidded glare. "We both know that isn't true."
"So what if I am? It's a free country, isn't it?" She checked her phone. 2:23 pm.
C'Mon, Olga. Show up already! She turned her attention back to Arnold's pleading face.
"Helga, did I do something wrong?"
Nothing at all, my sweet prince. "No."
"Then why won't you tell me what's wrong?"
She sighed. "Arnold, your girlfriend hates me."
He raised an eyebrow. "What?"
"You heard me, football head, she doesn't like me. At all."
"But why?"
Helga took a breath of relief as Olga's car pulled up. "That question, football head, can only be answered by Rosemary. I'll see you later."
Arnold stared at the fleeting car, a switch flipping into place.
I should have known something was up! Helga never would have acted this way.
**TSLOHP**
"Rosemary, can I talk to you?" Arnold called her over the phone later that day.
"Sure." She chuckled. "What's up?"
"What's really up with Helga?" He heard her laughter stop.
"I already told you, nothing's wrong with her. Why do you keep asking that?"
"Because she's avoiding me and she told me that you might have caused that."
Rosemary scoffed. "Yeah right."
"Just tell me the truth."
"FINE!" She almost shouted. "I did. I told her to stay away from you."
"Why then?"
She facepalmed. "You are so fricken' dense. Because she likes you! A lot!"
Memories of FTi flashed before his mind. "No she doesn't. And so what if she does?"
"OH MY GOSH." She cried out in exasperation. "She'll steal you away from me! You can't be friends with a girl who has a crush on you!"
"So let me get this straight." Arnold paced around his room. "You feel threatened by Helga and our friendship?"
"Thank you."
"So now you want me to choose between by best friend and my girlfriend?"
Arnold heard clapping over the phone.
"Now you're getting it! So is it going to be me or her?"
**TSLOHP**
The doorbell rang in the Pataki residence.
"Someone go get that." Bob said, busy watching The Wheel. Miriam was next to him, sleeping on his lap.
Olga wordlessly came down from the stairs and opened the door. "Helga, your friend Arnold is here."
Arnold? Helga put down her book, To Kill A Songbird and headed down the stairs.
"Hey."
"Hey."
There was silence for the next few seconds.
"Let's go to the dining room."
"Sure." The two teenagers headed to the room and sat down.
"You were right-" Arnold started.
"About what?" Helga cut in. "Oh, Her." A scowl came to her face.
"Yeah." A small frown came to his face. "She told me to choose. Between her and you."
..."Oh." Helga breathed out. He probably chose her. Why would her choose me? The girl who tortured him for 7 years. Sure we're friends now, but it's mostly because Geraldo and Pheebs are dating now. And I'm not the best person to hang out with either-
"Helga? Were you listening to me?"
"Huh? What did you say?" She faked a yawn. "Sorry. Zoned out for sec there."
"Oh. I chose you." he restated with a small smile.
Helga's jaw might as well touched the ground. "What?"
"I said I chose you."
..."But...why?"
"Well, I guess she isn't what I thought she was."
"You threw away a 18 month relationship for me?"
"Well, yeah." he rubbed the back of his neck. "Like I said, she wasn't who I thought she was."
Helga punched him in the arm.
"Ow!" he rubbed the sore spot. "What gives?"
"That's for scaring me, Bucko. I thought you were gonna choose her."
"Why?"
Helga cleared her throat, blushing. "Well, I'm not the ... best person to hang out with sometimes and-"
"Don't put youself down like that, Helga. You're a great person and an even better friend."
Helga decided to put the 'friend' comment aside. "So, are you up for pizza on Friday?"
"Always."
"Nice to have you back, football head."
"Me too, Helga, Me too."
Helga's POV
Well, I've got rid of the annoying girlfriend, my best friend back, and maybe everything my my life can stay normal. That is, if my alter ego doesn't shake my life up even more...
Was that sweet or what?
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