Hi everybody! Glad to finally update again!

I'm sorry for the delay. I've been focusing on Lemonade Mouth songs lately. They are pretty cool. Especially the one song where it goes, "Be heard! Be strong! Be proud! I wanna make some noise!" I love that part! It's a song, and a life leeson, all in one!

Anywho, here's my tenth chapter. WOW! Ten chapters already! Time flies by fast!

The random word of the chapter is...bee manual!

Well, that's about it. Enjoy!

Disclaimer: You guys should know this by now. No? Ugh. Fine. I. DO. NOT. OWN. HEY. ARNOLD!

Now enjoy.

"Arnold, I think you finally lost it." Gerald told him.

"Gerald, I know it sounds crazy, but I love her."

Gerald sighed. "Are you sure it's not just another crush Arnold?"

"I'm positive. I've never felt this way before, about anyone. She has a great personality. I actually know her. She's not like any other girl I've ever met."

Then Helga got on the bus and sat next to Phoebe, who this time was sitting a couple seats ahead of Arnold and Gerald. Once she sat down, Arnold held a lovesick gaze at the back of Helga's head.

Gerald gave a sigh and put a hand on his friend's back. "You really do love her, don't you Arnold?" Then he gave Arnold a look of seriousness, and understanding.

Arnold looked to Gerald again. "I do." He confirmed with a nod.

Gerald looked down a moment in thought. Then he looked back up to his friend in an expression that Arnold knew all too well.

"Tell her."

Arnold looked at him in surprise and slight panic. "What?"

"Does she know?" Gerald asked.

Arnold started to look down. "Well...no, but,"

Gerald grabbed Arnold's shoulder firmly. "Then as your friend, I suggest you tell her." He said sternly.

Arnold looked back to his friend still a bit panicked. "Why?"

"Because she deserves to know! Didn't you say that she said she loved you?"

Arnold tried to keep his voice low. "Yeah, but that was-"

"Two weeks ago, Arnold. I don't think that she changed her mind about you in two weeks. She cares about you, Arnold. And, as creepy as it sounds, I bet she's waiting to hear the same from you."

Arnold sighed and looked down. "You're right, Gerald. She had the courage to tell me, I should have the courage to tell her." Arnold looked up to Gerald. "Thanks Gerald." He said with a friendly smile. "No problem, man. I got your back." Gerald replied.

The bus stopped at the front of the school and the kids made their way down the steps. Helga was super anxious to see Arnold today. She really wanted to talk to him, but she wanted him to come to her. She wasn't just gonna walk up to him and say, 'Hey Arnold. I was just wondering, do you love me? Cause' I found this notebook page of doodles in the recycling yesterday. I thought it might be yours, so I thought I'd ask.' No. It doesn't work like that. He needs to come to her and tell him herself. BUt the waiting was killing her. When was he going to tell her? The anticipation was eating at her insides.

The bell rang and everyone was in their seats. All except for Curly, who was absent today. He was probably told to stay home today. Or maybe he was caught by the people who were chasing him yesterday and they're holding him hostage. Either way, he was absent today.

Mr. Simmons walked in. "Good morning class. Ahem. Does anyone know where Curly is?"

Sid raised his hand. "Someone told me he was going to be absent today." He said.

Mr. Simmons put a mark by Curly's name on his clipboard. "Thank you Sid. Today, we are going to be disscussing the upcoming states project. Everyone will be working in pairs, so to make sure no one feels left out, we will draw names out of the hat, and whoever's name you pull, that's the person you will be working with. Then I will assign a state to each partnership. One week from now, the projects will be due." He then gestured a stack of papers to Eugene in the front row. "Eugene, will you please distribute the rubric sheets?"

Eugene's face lit up instantly upon hearing his name and stood up, accepting the stack of papers. "I'd be delighted to, Mr. Simmons!" Then he handed them out, one by one, around the room at each desk he passed. As he went down one of the isles, he tripped over his own shoelace and fell. The papers flew out of his hands. "I'm okay..." He said in pain as he was still on the floor.

When the rubrics were all handed out and Eugene was back in his seat, Mr. Simmons brought out the big, black top hat filled with slips with names written on them. As he walked across the front of the classroom, each person in the front row pulled a name out of the hat, then either slouched or straightened in their seat at the sight of their partner's name on the slip. Arnold, being the last one in the first row, finally reached in, grasped the first slip he touched, and pulled it out. Slowly, he opened his eyes to see the name on the slip in his hand. Helga Pataki. He sighed as he took out his notebook and started writing something down. He tore the page out, folded it up, and passed it to Helga, who was sitting directly behind him today.

Helga,

Turns out we're partners. Have an idea for what we should work on?

Helga gave it a bit of thought. Then she took out her notebook and wrote back. Then she handed it to Arnold.

H-Nah. I don't know. You?

A-Not a clue.

H-Clueless again, I see.

A-What's that supposed to mean?

H- Oh, nothing.

A-Oh really?

H-Yeah, really.

A-Okay. Fine. Be that way.

H-Thank you. I will.

A-Me too.

H-What?

A-What?

H-I said 'what?'.

A-So did I.

H-Stop that.

A-Stop what?

H-That! Whatever it is you're doing, stop it!

A-I don't know what you're talking about.

H-Yes you do.

A-No I don't.

H-You do.

A-I don't.

H-You do.

A-I don't.

H-You don't.

A-I do.

H-Ha! Gotcha.

A-I'll get you back.

H-Oh, is that right?

A-Yeah, that's right.

H-And what makes you so sure?

A-Just you wait. You'll see.

By the time they were done with their note session, everyone knew who their partner was. "Okay. Now I will assign a state to each pair." Mr. Simmons picked up his clipboard and looked at it. "Let's see. Rhonda, you and Harold will work on Wisconsin."

Then Rhonda gave an outburst. "Ugh! How insulting! I was hoping I'd get New York. Instead, I get to work on the state of cheese."

Then Harold interjected. "Cheese? Where?"

"Harold, there isn't any cheese." Mr. Simmons told him.

"Aww, but I'm hungry!" Harold whined back.

Mr. Simmons continued. "Sid, you and Lorenzo will be working on Florida."

Sid just shrugged.

"Stinky, you and Lila will be working on New York."

"Not. Fair!" Rhonda stated in frustration.

"Sheena, you and Nadine will work on Louisiana."

Then Sheena exclaimed, "Ooh! Louisiana! That's the state that's shaped like a boot!"

Then Nadine added, "Yes, and it's also the home of the bayou, home to what must be thousands of insects!"

"Arnold, you and Helga will be working on Michigan."

Helga turned her head up. "Michigan? Well, I guess it's better than Alaska. I don't have to mention my sister being up there."

"So, how about we meet up at my house tonight? Say, five thirty? Then tomarrow we can meet at your house."

Helga gave it a bit of thought. "That sounds good. So we can work on our project."

The bell rang.

"Okay. See you tonight." Arnold said as they stood from their seats.

I'd better focus on the project. Helga thought. No matter how destracting my impatience is.

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