Hey guys! Sorry I took forever and a day to upload! Im finally back home from my adventures and will be updating much more frequently! I like to thank all my readers for all the lovely comments and also for being deticated readers to my storys! I love you all and I am so thankful to have you! You keep me motivated! Here's chapter 10!
Chapter 10: There's something sweet, and almost kind…
It had been about a week and a half since Helga and Arnold were trapped in the school together. They hadn't conversed much since that night, aside from the occasional small talk about school assignments and the upcoming tryouts for the school's musical. They had presented their project, and worked on a few group assignments, but whenever Mr. Harvey assigned duet roles Arnold and Lila always chose each other, and so did Phoebe and Gerald. Come to think of it, Helga had noticed Arnold and Lila spending an oddly strange amount of time together… Arnold had even gone so far as to stop sitting with Helga at lunch and joining Lila for off campus lunch dates; leaving Helga to sit by herself in the cafeteria with nothing but her books and music to keep her company.
It came as no surprise to Helga that Arnold would have pulled away like that… But it did sadden her that their friendship had grown an extreme amount of distance, even in theatre class he barely even looked at her, let alone spoke to her. It left a gaping black hole right in the middle of her heart, but she knew deep down that she had to move on, for the sake of her sanity. Being the odd man out, Helga ended up having to pair with the teacher due to the odd number of students in the classroom. She wasn't complaining though, because pairing up with the teacher automatically meant an A, not that she couldn't get an A on her own. After all, it was theatre class, and Helga was the top student.
It was on a rare occasion that Phoebe and Gerald would not be together, and on those days were really the only times Helga got to see her best friend. Today was one of them. The small Asian sat cross-legged on Helga's satin bed sheets, working on the last bit of her homework; while Helga sat at her vanity mirror plucking away at the thick hairs that were starting to form in the center of her eyes. "Finished" Phoebe chimed as she shut her Calculus book and moved it to the side, flopping down onto the bed, her head hitting the soft pillow. Helga finished tweezing her eyebrows and turned to look at the tiny girl with a sly grin plastered across her face "About time, Pheebs!" she teased and walked over to her best friend, who was staring at her with a small smile. "So, Helga… Tell me about this doctor of yours again…" Phoebe chirped and sat up to look her friend dead in the eye. Helga smiled wickedly "He's really cute, and we're going to see a movie tonight" she eyed the clock, making sure she had plenty of time to get ready. "But… What about… Arnold?" Phoebe asked, a little sad at the fact that the two blond-haired teens hadn't become an item after those nights events took place.
Helga sighed softly and moved her blue gaze to the ground, counting the lines in the hardwood floor. She wanted with all her blackened heart to forget that awful night, but there were constant reminders every day that prevented her from getting her wish. She even had a forming scar to forever remind her of the night she once again had confessed her undying love for that football-headed angel… Only to be rejected, once again by the one being that gently stoked the burning fire deep within her. "I told you already, Pheebs… He doesn't share my feelings… He just wants me as a friend, nothing more… Even though I could hardly call what we have between us a friendship…" Helga's eyes were glossy, salty tears threatening to burst out at the mere utter of her angel's name. "Oh, I'm sorry, Helga… I shouldn't have brought it up! Please forgive me!" Phoebe's tiny arms flew around Helga's neck in a tight yet comforting embrace. She absolutely hated to see Helga cry, it was one of the most rotten things she could ever witness. To see someone so strong, someone so tough, someone she cared so much about lose her rough demeanor and break down in tears just at the mention of Arnold's name completely killed her. "Its okay, Phoebe… Let's just forget about ice cream, okay?" Helga tried to fake a small laugh at their acclaimed 'inside joke' and patted her friend on the back. "Forgetting" the words rolled off Phoebe's lips as she let go of the blonde-haired girl. "Now lets get you ready for your date!" she smiled humbly and they walked over to Helga's closet.
"How about this outfit?" Helga held up a pair of jean shorts, a white tank-top, and a blue and white flannel shirt, Phoebe nodding in approval. "I love it, Helga! It says 'I'm sexy and I don't even need to try'" Phoebe giggled and Helga shot her a sly grin. "Great, and if I'm going to try to get over Arn- I mean, Ice cream… I couldn't think of anyone better to do it with" she said eyeing the outfit on the hanger, trying to picture what kind of hairstyle would best suit it. "Helga!" Phoebe exclaimed with a deep blush tinting her pale cheeks, Helga chuckled and shot a look over at the Asian girl "That's not what I meant Phoebe!" she laughed and tossed the clothes onto her bed. "Well, Helga… I hate to leave you so early but Gerald is waiting outside, he needed help with his math…" Phoebe stood up, walking towards the door.
Helga sighed, but nodded in defeat, she knew it would be selfish of her to make Phoebe stay just so she could watch her get ready. When it came to love, Helga completely understood the lack of Phoebe's company. "Alright, Pheebs… Don't study too hard" Helga coughed and then shot her a teasing wink. Phoebe turned bright red and brought her hand up to her mouth, gasping slightly "Oh my…" thoughts of her and Gerald setting the homework aside to have some 'fun' flooded into her mind. It was way too much for her to handle. She put her thoughts aside and walked up to Helga, planting a small kiss on her best friends cheek "Have fun tonight, call if you need anything!" she sang as she headed out the door. "Thanks mom!" Helga sarcastically called before turning to her reflection in the mirror. "Now, what am I going to do with myself…." She said hopelessly combing her fingers through her blonde hair.
A couple of hours passed by and Helga stood in front of her mirror, contemplating her image. She had her white tank-top tucked into her high-waisted shorts with her flannel shirt messily thrown on top with the buttons undone. On her tiny feet were a pair of blue suede ballet flats, and on her head she wore a white headband. Her hair was now straightened, flowing lusciously around her tiny waist. She applied a thick coat of mascara to her already long black eyelashes and a pale pink lip gloss to her pouty lips, making them glisten in the light. She turned in every angle, examining her toned physique, adjusting herself in every way possible till she felt she looked perfect for her date. She smiled at herself, knowing this was good as it was going to get and the getting was good. The doorbell rang and Big Bob called to her.
"Olga! You have company!" This was it, her big date with that handsome man from the hospital. If anyone could take away the image of that stupid football-head that was forever burned into her brain, she was sure Dante could. Grabbing her house key and shoving it into her purse, she quickly made her way down the stairs only to come face to face with a very pale, very handsome, blue-eyed creature that was her date. He whistled at her and her cheeks turned bright pink "Hey there, beautiful, nice stems" he complimented, taking in her long muscular legs. Bob scoffed, standing in between them "Hey, hey, watch it pal, that's my daughter you're talking about" The beeper king warned, making it very clear that this new beau of hers was walking on dangerous grounds. Dante chuckled nervously and waved his hands apologetically as Big Bob Pataki shook his fist at him.
"I'm sorry Mr. Pataki, that was uncalled for… I'll have Helga home at a reasonable hour I promise" Dante held two fingers up as if to signify 'scouts honor' but Bob wasn't convinced. "Yeah, yeah twelve o' clock sharp and not a second later! And you better be careful, bub, because I have a shotgun and a shovel out back… And I doubt anyone would miss you" Pataki narrowed his eyes "Are we clear?" he leaned in, awaiting the answer of the frightened man. Dante nodded vigorously "As crystal!" he trembled, but Helga interjected. "I'll be home when I'm good and ready, Bob, don't wait up" she scowled at her all of a sudden overprotective father and before he could protest she quickly shoved Dante out the door, slamming it behind them.
"Your dad seems nice" Dante chuckled as he opened the passenger door of his car for Helga to step inside. He walked around to the other side and let himself in, starting up the engine. "Yeah, he's a real peach" she growled sarcastically, annoyed with her dad's performance. Dante just laughed and they drove off "So what movie are we going to see? I hope its not some ooey gooey smut…" she watched as he looked her up and down once again. "Actually, Helga… The carnival is in town and I was wondering if you'd like to go check it out?" he ran his fingers through his messy brown hair. A wide smile crept upon her face and she nodded "I haven't been to a carnival since I was a kid, it sounds like fun" she agreed, and before she knew it they were parking in the crowded lot. She was about to open the door to the car but quickly decided against it as she saw Dante sprint around to the other side, trying to beat her to the punch. "M'lady" he said opening the door for her. She smiled "What a gentleman" she chimed as she stepped out, he could only grin widely "I try my best" he bowed his head to her.
They made their way to the tollbooth and Helga began to reach into her purse to pay for her admission but Dante protested. "Um, I am going to pay for you, Helga… Naturally" he said almost disgusted by the fact that she would even dream of paying for herself. She sighed deeply, not liking the fact that she couldn't pay for herself. Just the thought of someone else paying for her made her wretch, she believed in equal rights and all that bologna. "Thanks" she mustered putting her wallet back into her purse. "No, thank you, Helga…" he turned to her with a half lidded smile, she didn't quite understand. "For what?" she asked raising an eyebrow and he chuckled lightly. "For coming out with me tonight" he said softly and held out his hand, hoping she would lace their fingers, and she did.
They had a blast together, riding the rides, eating cotton candy, getting to know one another. Dante had even gone so far as to win her a giant stuffed hello kitty plush doll that was almost as big as her. She had a hard time carrying it around with her. So there they sat on a wooden bench, ice cream cones in hand, and Dante's arm lazily slumped around her shoulder. "Are you having a good time, Helga?" Dante licked at the vanilla substance melting around his cone. The beautiful blonde nodded excitedly, taking a bite of her own cone and leaning against him "I am, thank you for bringing me here, and for winning me this Hello Kitty… Although I don't think I'll be able to find a spot for her on my bed" she laughed and put her arm around the doll sitting next to them. They both laughed in unison as Dante pulled her closer "I'm glad you're enjoying yourself, and I hope we can have more nights like these" he nudged her happily. She could only blush and continue to nibble on her ice cream. When he finished with his cone he placed his cold hand under her chin and lifted her face to look at him. His eyes were half open, and his cold lips were parted slightly. Helga blushed and leaned up, her eyes starting to shut slowly, her lips puckering to meet his in a candied kiss. But much to Helga's disappointment they were interrupted.
"Hey, Helga" a familiar voice was heard walking up to them. Helga's head snapped back to see a football-headed teen walking up to them with a twiggy little freckled girl on his arm. They were the very last people in this universe that she wanted to be bothered by right now, and her dreamy gaze turned into a fuming annoyed look as she growled lowly. "..Football-head" Helga shuttered as the nickname she had so humbly bestowed upon him rolled off her tongue. Arnold could sense her discomfort and absentmindedly rubbed the back of his neck "Sorry for interrupting… I just thought I'd come say hi…" he said innocently, taking his arm from around Lila's shoulder. "Hello, Helga, it's ever so nice to run into you here, who's your friend?" Lila gave a friendly smile and a wave.
Dante stood up, holding his hand out for her to shake "I'm Dante" he said with a smile. "It's just ever so nice to meet you, Dante. I'm Lila, and this is my boyfriend, Arnold" she said taking Arnold's hand softly. Arnold blushed a little and shook Dante's hand "We met at the hospital, right?" he asked, recognizing this boys oddly shaped head. Arnold nodded "Yeah, I was with Helga" he said glancing over at the blond girl still sitting in her seat. Helga grabbed her Hello Kitty doll in a death grip and squeezed it furiously, her blue eyes turning red with rage. Lila called Arnold her boyfriend, which just sent her into a fit of anger and panic. So they were dating! She could have figured as much. She kept quiet, afraid of the outburst that might explode out of her tiny frame; she definitely didn't want Dante witnessing the Mr. Hyde part of her. All three of the bodies standing there turned their gaze to Helga. She finally managed to compose herself and stand up to join them. So this is what Arnold was going to play at? Well, two could play at that game, and she was convinced she would be able to play it better.
"Well, Arnold-o I'd love for you to stay and chat, but I don't really want you to stay and chat, and as you can see, Dante and I were just a little busy before you and little Ms. Perfect over there came and so rudely interrupted" she said in a calm voice, sliding her arm around Dante's waist. He was a little shocked by her comment but understood her frustration, after all who wouldn't be frustrated by the fact that someone interrupted their first kiss? He put his arm back around her shoulder and smiled softly, noticing that Arnold just rolled his eyes. "Whatever you say, Helga…" he muttered before putting his arm back around Lila. "That's right, bucko, whatever I say, and don't you forget it!" she barked in frustration. "Well, It was just ever so nice to meet you, Dante, and it was nice seeing you too, Helga.. I'll see you at school" Lila said sweetly and waved. "Yeah, nice seeing you again, Dante" Arnold lied, a tinge of jealousy behind his words. "Bye, Helga…" he waved and walked off with his 'girlfriend' following at his side.
Helga scoffed in annoyance and sat back down, trying to calm her aching heart. Dante could see the uneasiness in her eyes and placed his hand under her chin, lifting her face once again. Her features softened as she stared into his crystal clear orbs "Now, where were we?" he teased a little. She smiled with her lids half massed "I'm just ever so sure you were about to kiss me" she said, mocking the girl who had snaked her love away. Dante snickered at her mockery and leaned in, pressing his sweet lips against hers, just as she thought… Vanilla… Even if she was still irrevocably in love with that stupid football-headed jerk, she had to admit… She could get used to this new man in her life… Their lips lingered there for a while before Dante pulled away and slid his tongue across his bottom lip; tasting the sweet mixture of vanilla, and now the chocolaty saliva that Helga had shared with his lips. It was a perfect mixture if he did say so himself. He laughed slightly, remembering the jealous look in Arnold's eyes as they walked off. He had a right to be jealous. Helga was utterly delicious and he had to admit, that weird football-headed kid had no idea what wondrous mysteries he was missing out on that Dante would soon be able to explore. Well, at least that's what his plan was…
"You know… I think that football kid likes you" he said teasing. Helga snapped back in shock, her eyes wide with horror "Arnold! No way! He likes that perfect little Miss Li-La… Besides I wouldn't be caught dead with a stupid football head like him!" Helga snapped nervously which only caused Dante to snort. "Why else would he have been burning with jealousy when I slid my arm around you?" he said wiggling his eyebrows at her, as he slid his arm around her waist. She shook her head "Can we just not talk about him? I've had enough football headed conversations to last me a life time" Helga said trying desperately to change the subject. Arnold was jealous? This made Helga happy and confused all at the same time, but she really didn't want to think about that right now… All she wanted was to be in the arms of this beautiful man "As you wish, gorgeous… how about I just kiss you instead?" he asked seductively and Helga blushed. "I could live with that" she nibbled her bottom lip. Dante wasted no time in closing the distance between them and exploring her mouth with his tongue.
It was already nearing ten thirty and the carnival was closing down for the evening, Helga and Dante found their way back to the car. "We have an hour and a half still… Do you want to maybe come back to my place?" Dante asked quizzically. Helga raised an eyebrow at his question and got into the passenger seat, not really unsure if going to his place was such a good idea. She knew dates that ended up at 'my place' were usually followed by steamy orgasms and regret, and she was just not ready for that yet. Especially not on a first date with a guy she barely knew, she shook her head, having to decline his offer. "Sorry, but I think I should get home, I have a test in the morning and I still haven't even studied" she lied. He nodded reluctantly and drove her home.
When they got to her house he got out and opened her door, walking her to her stoop, carrying the stuffed Hello Kitty for her. "Thanks for the wonderful night, Dante" Helga said with a thankful smile. Dante returned the smile and leaned down, placing a kiss upon her soft lips "The pleasure was all mine" he said after breaking away, he handed her the doll and watched as she went inside before getting in his car and driving away. Helga tried to quietly make her way up the stairs, hearing someone stir in the living room. "Now you just hold it right there, little lady" Helga shuddered at the sound of Big Bobs scolding voice. "I told you to be home at midnight sharp, not a second later!" Bob yelled, Helga turned around with a nasty scowl upon her face. "You said midnight, Bob… It's eleven, doi" she argued and pointed down at her watch. Bob just rolled his eyes "Well, I don't think I want you hanging around that Damien kid, he's bad news and… Too old for you!" Bob warned, shaking his finger in her face. Her eyes were in slits and she batted his finger away from her face "His name is Dante, Bob, and I can see whoever I want, whenever I want!" She scowled and turned around, walking up the stairs. "Yeah, well… Well, you're grounded missy!" Bob called up to her in annoyance, realizing that he couldn't control his kid… That needed to change.
Helga slammed her door and undressed, falling down onto her bed. She squeezed the Hello Kitty doll, a large toothy grin plastered across her cheeks. The night's events played over and over in her mind, how Dante so kindly won her the doll, paid for her food and ticket, the feeling and the taste of his cold lips against hers. His sugary sweet kiss, his intoxicating smell, his blue gaze, oh he was the perfect outlet to her obsession. Arnold, what a moroon, what a dolt, what a sap, he was missing out on the wondrous Helga Pataki, and settling for little Ms. Perfect Lila… And then her heart sank, she sighed to herself and pulled out her updated locket from her bra, sliding her fingers across the glass. "Oh, Arnold… Even after a night of pure bliss with an amazing man, I still can't shed my love for you… Why must you haunt me, tormenting me so? Can't you see that I'm dead inside? And it's all because of you… You stupid football head, I hate you, I hate you, and I hate you!" she said growing angry and chucking the locket at her wall across the room. The glass on the locket shattered, and the small heart broke in half, making the corner its new home. Helga scowled and turned over on her other side, bringing her new doll with her; she shut her eyes and drifted off to sleep.
They days came, and they went, they seemed to fly by and yet they dragged on. Helga and Arnold grew ever apart with each passing night. Now when they saw each other in the halls they would just turn in the other direction, there was no more small talk, no more theatre projects. Arnold had even gone so far as to request being moved to Lila's table where they became inseparable. They were no doubted the "Hottest" couple in school, and this made Helga want to puke. Although, Helga could have sworn she saw Arnold taking glances at her on more than one occasion, whenever Lila wasn't looking.
Helga had been spending most of her evenings with Dante, seeing movies, romantic dinners, and late night rendezvous at his home with bottles of wine. Never ending in intimacy, of course. No matter how hard Dante tried to get her into bed, she refused. She was just not ready yet, and she absolutely knew that as much as she liked Dante, she didn't love him and he wasn't the man she wanted to completely give herself to. And as much as she had slowly started to overcome her aching obsession over Arnold, deep down in her heart she knew he would always be that boy… But she was not that girl… ( :P ) There had to be something she could do to make him see that she WAS that girl! But what? And then she got it… She had a full proof plan that had to work. And in the mean time, she would sit back and let her new boyfriend shower her with presents and cheesy dates.
The sun peeked over tall buildings, shining into the blonde girl's window, reminding her that today was the day of the school try-outs. Her alarm cried loudly, trying to wake her up on time so she could get ready for the day's big events. Her small hand whipped around her body, slamming down onto the screaming alarm, silencing it automatically. She hadn't slept a wink the night before; she was too busy practicing over and over and over again, completely anxious and frightened of the day to come. She had gotten into bed at around three a.m. and lay there, nauseous. It seemed that by the time her eyes had finally grown heavy and sleep overcame her; her alarm had gone off just a few moments later. The tired blonde pulled herself out of her bed and dragged herself into the shower, blasting it on cold to help wake her up. "Criminey!" she yelped as the ice water poured down onto her flesh. Welp, that did it alright, she was awake and rushing.
She ran up to her room and picked out today's outfit. A black tank-top with a turtle neck, and a white pleated skirt with a pair of white spandex shorts un underneath, for modesty purposes considering her skirt was rather short. She wore a pair of black flats and let her hair dry in curls, holding it out of her face with her white headband. Today she decided to line her eyes with black eyeliner and a heavy coat of mascara. No lip gloss, but she did put on her delicious cherry chapstick and shoved it into her purse, running out the door and to the bus stop. She didn't feel like walking today because it started raining again and she didn't want to get her white skirt wet. She took the only seat available, next to Brainy who was sitting behind Arnold and Lila. He was wheezing like usual and lit up when Helga sat down beside him. "Hey Brian" Helga greeted nonchalantly, eyeing the back of Arnold's head. Now would be the perfect time to wad up a spit ball in her mouth and shoot it at him, but she had long since grown up and that was below her. So she just sat in silence as Brainy scooted closer, trying to snake his arm around her "Don't even think about it, bucko…" she warned, holding up her fist. "Uhh… Kay…" Brainy quickly snapped his hand back.
"Hello Helga, I'm just ever so excited about the tryouts today… Are you excited? I'm just ever so sure you'll get a leading role, you're ever so good at acting, and dancing" Lila turned to look Helga in the eye. She just scoffed, Lila was always so nice to her and she really didn't understand why, she was utterly annoyed by her and wanted nothing to do with her, they were on completely different levels… Yet somehow Lila always found an excuse to talk to her, and be nice to her. What in the criminey was her deal! "You look just ever so beautiful today, Helga! I love your outfit!" Lila chirped with a smile, trying to converse with the blonde girl. At the mention of Helga looking stunning, Arnold turned around to look her up and down. Helga blushed as his eyes wandered. "Well, good luck today Helga!" Lila chimed and turned back around to face the front. "Yeah, good luck" Arnold added and also turned to the front. "You too…" Helga muttered and rode the rest of the way to school in silence.
Most of the day's class assignments had been postponed to another day, all the teachers were raving to the students about trying out. Each of the classes sent a few groups of students at a time to the gym for the tryouts, and Mr. Harvey's class, as well as Mr. Simmons' class had been canceled for the day because they were two of the judges. Principal Wartz was the last judge. Come time for theatre class, all the students in that period sat in the gym on the bleachers, waiting eagerly for their turns. Helga, Phoebe and Gerald sat together talking about what they were going to try out with. "You're trying out, Gerald-o?" Helga asked with a snicker, and he nodded. "Yeah, why not? It counts for half of our grade in Mr. Harvey's class" he said not fazed by Helga's ridicule. "Well, that's cool I guess… I just never pegged you as the musical type" she shrugged "Yeah, me neither, but it could be fun" Gerald pulled Phoebe in close to him and winked.
Arnold and Lila walked up to them, hand in hand, taking seats besides the three teens. "Hey guys, what are you talking about?" Arnold asked in a friendly tone, glancing at Helga for just a moment then turned his eyes to Gerald. "Hair boy here is going to try out for the musical" Helga snorted, this made Arnold raise an eyebrow "Really? You?" he asked confused, remembering back to their conversation on the bus. Gerald was a bit angry with Arnold ever since he had decided to spend every waking moment with Lila and completely forget about the fact that he had friends. So his answer was no less than a bit rude "Well, Arnold… If you would stop playing kissy face with your girlfriend long enough to notice I'm alive then maybe you would've known that I planned on trying out" Gerald said, turning his nose up a little. Helga snickered at Arnold's expression "Serves you right, football head" Helga scoffed. "Helga, shut up" Arnold barked.
"Lila Sawyer!"
A voice called from the stage and Lila stood up nervously "Well, here goes nothing…" she trembled. "Good luck, princess" Helga said, trying to be nice. "Yes, good luck, Lila" Phoebe chimed. Arnold planted a small kiss on Lila's cheek, causing Helga and Gerald to grimace a little "Good luck, you'll do great" he said as she nodded and headed down to the stage. They all sat and watched as she began the line reading, doing marvelously. They all applauded with smiles gracing their faces. "Alright, Brava! now you will perform your dance number please" Mr. Harvey called and sat back in his chair. Lila sighed nervously and took off her shoes, before handing them her IPod to plug into the sound system. She had chosen to dance to the song "Satellite" by "Dave Matthews band" chasseing, developpeing, fouetteing, and tour jeteing around the stage. She finished with a series of barrel turns, a rond de jamb and finally a releve, holding her arms out in second position with a small smile of accomplishment on her face. "Very good, now perform your finishing song" Mr. Harvey pressed on, and she signaled to the woman working the system on her fingers track three. The music began to play and Lila's lips parted to begin singing "Think of me" from "The phantom of the opera." When she was finished everyone clapped with a standing ovation and she bowed, accomplished. "Thank you ever so much" Lila said with a smile and left the stage, heading back to her friends.
"Wow, Lila! That was really good!" Arnold said and stood up to meet her, embracing her softly. She giggled "Thank you, I'm just ever so sure I was nervous the whole time" she said and sat down. Helga shrugged "sure didn't look like it to me" she said with a snort and leaned back. "Yes, Lila, that was a phenomenal performance" Phoebe said with a smile, patting her on the back. Even Gerald who had started to dislike Lila for stealing his best friend away smiled and added his own two cents in "Yeah, Lila that was really good" he praised. After Lila had gone it was Phoebe's turn. She did a simple dance that even she could master, she did a fantastic job at the line reading and her voice was exquisite. There was no doubt that she would get a good part, just one that didn't involve much dancing. After Phoebe tried out, Mr. Harvey called Gerald up, then Arnold, a few other students in between and finally, last but not least.
"Helga! Get down here please!"
Mr. Harvey called, waiting eagerly to see what Helga had put together. Helga sighed nervously. She was about to perform in front of half the school and her childhood friends. Most of them completely unaware that she could sing and dance all they knew was that she could act. Her friends wished her luck and with her head held high she took that long walk up to the stage. She kicked her shoes off and reached into her purse, pulling out her tattered pointe shoes. She put them on, tying the ribbons around her ankle and did a few plie-releve's to warm her feet up. They hooked up her IPod and put her song on, which was "Clubbed to Death" by "Don Davis" it was off the "Matrix" soundtrack. Her dance was a mixture of ballet, and modern. She glided across the stage en pointe beautifully, her every move causing her fellow students to stare in awe. Her movements were flawless, and she finally finished with some floor work before everyone stood up and clapped, wanting more. "That was fantastic Helga, now for your song" Mr. Harvey smiled "Right… Um… Track six" Helga said nervously, her cheeks red with nerves.
The music began to play and Helga sighed deeply, trying to prepare herself for the embarrassment she was about to face. As she sang, everyones jaw dropped, she was amazing and no one had expected her to be so… good! Before she knew it the song was over and she sighed in releaf and was excused from the stage "Brava, Helga! Just exquisite!" Mr. Harvey chimed and stood up, clapping his hands vigorously. Helga blushed and stared at the ground as everyone clapped and she ran off the stage to join her friends, who were completely awestruck by her performance.
Sorry I ended this chapter so abruptly but I wanted to hurry and get it uploaded. I promise the next one will be much better! I just got to get back into the groove of my fanfic.