One thing guys, chapter eleven will begin with the flashback to why Helga ran into her house on Thursday. Why? Because I figured that if I did this now, the previous chapters will make more sense.

Enjoy!

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*Flashback-Thursday*

{After school, Helga exited out of the building. She looked around and waited for Arnold to show up. It took a few minutes to finally spot him walking out of the school. Helga ran up to him.

"Hey, where were you?" She asked.

Arnold sighed. "Sorry, I was held back in class."

"Oh okay. Ready to go?" She said with a smile.

Arnold stared at her for a moment, then gulped.

"Actually...can I...take you somewhere? I really need to talk to you about something important."

Helga shrugged, "Uh sure...let me just tell my mother first."

She grabbed her phone out of her pocket, and texted her mother that she'll be hanging out with Arnold before coming home. As soon as she was done, she slid her phone back into her pocket and took his hand.

"Ok, let's go."

Arnold nodded and walked away with her.

To her surprise, he took her to the park. He led her over to a bench next to a tree. Once they both sat down, he slowly let go of her hand.

"Uh, why are we here?" Helga said while looking around.

Arnold sighed and looked at her. "Because there's something important that I needed to say."

"What is it?"

"So far...this week's been amazing. And what made it even better was...spending time with you."

Helga smiled. "I feel the same way."

"But..."

Helga's smile faded a little. "But...what?"

"But...that can't take away from what's been bothering me-"

Helga pointed her finger at him. "I KNEW something was bothering you."

Arnold blushed. "How'd you know?"

"You were acting really strange this morning. When you woke up, you were sweating and sat up like you were having some sort of a nightmare! And, you seemed mad at me all of a sudden."

"Oh..."

"Look Arnold, whatever's bothering you, you can tell me."

"Okay...what's been bothering me is the fact that you may be going back to your regular self after this week. And I like the way things are going now! But the thought of you disliking me again, it bothers me nonstop."

Helga raised her brow, trying to process things.

Then she looked at him with a frown.

"Wait...are you implying that days like these might not happen again?"

Arnold sighed. "That's the scary part."

Helga put a hand on his shoulder.

"Arnold...despite what you think, after this, I may surprise you. Everything that has happened this week so far, I'm sure that the normal Helga would've wanted. Now she may not say it, but I'm for sure she's thinking it deep down. Now just realize, that no matter how things turn out, you'll always be my friend. That's one thing that will never change between us. Understand?"

Arnold looked at her agape.

"And suddenly...the date part sounds like a reward." He mumbled.

Helga took her hand away quickly and blushed. "What was that Arnold?"

Arnold shook his head and blushed madly from head to toe. "AH! NOTHING! I SAID NOTHING!"

He said while hiding his face in his sleeves.

Helga laughed a little and stood up.

"Uh-huh sure."

Arnold sighed and stood up.

Helga cleared her throat.

"So...you walking me home now?"

Arnold nodded quickly and grabbed her hand.

"That'd be good."

As they were walking back, Helga gulped and looked at Arnold who was walking with her in an uncomfortable silence.

"So...is...holding hands a regular routine now?"

He looked down at their hands. "I have no idea. Should it be?"

Helga shrugged. "I don't know. With other people, it doesn't feel right. But for some reason with you..."

Arnold looked up at her, and finished her sentence.

"It does."

Helga chuckled. "You must find it funny."

"Really? How so?"

"Y'know...holding hands with the girl who you'd normally dislike-"

Arnold let go of her hand and frowned.

"I've never disliked you Helga. No matter how much I came close to."

"And why is that?" She said crossing her arms.

"I know what you're thinking. You think that I'm saying that because I don't dislike anyone. But that's not the truth. I can dislike anyone if I want to. But I chose not to dislike you."

"May I ask you a question?"

"Sure."

Helga frowned and let her arms fall to her sides.

"Why me out of all people?"

"I knew you were upset for a reason. You just didn't want anyone walking over you. You had to do something to get them off your back. Hmm...which reminds me. If that was the true reason behind it, why did you feel the need to defend yourself from me? Do you really think that I'm the kind of person who would want to walk over you? Do you?"

Helga shook her head. "Arnold, the reason you came up with for me, goes for other people. But the reason behind you is...different."

"How is it different?"

Helga sighed and kicked a yahoo soda on the ground while continuing to walk.

"You see, that's the thing. I can't tell you."

"Why? Don't you know that friends don't keep secrets from each other? I told you my secret about why I was upset. Why can't you tell me?"

Helga looked at him with sadness in her eyes.

"Because if I told you, it would ruin our whole friendship. And that's the one thing that I don't want to lose."

They finally made it to her house, and Helga ran up the steps. She had her hand on the knob, when she turned back to look at him. She still had tears visible in her eyes.

"I'm sorry!"

She ran inside the house, and shut the door behind her, then locked it.

Arnold watched and sighed, putting his hands in his pockets.

"Helga, will I ever understand you?"}

-Present Day-

Arnold and Helga both walked in the school, over to Gerald's locker. Once Gerald closed his locker door, his eyes popped out of his head.

"Uhhhhh...What is this? Arnold, not even you and I DO THAT. So why are you wearing matching clothes?!"

Helga blushed furiously, rocking back and forth on her feet. "Oh right, that."

Arnold blushed as well. "I actually forgot we were wearing matching clothes for a second..."

Gerald shook his head.

"Well, to tell you the truth...I don't think anyone's going to forget."

Gerald spun them both around to everyone who was starting at them with pale expressions on their faces.

Helga leaned over slightly to him and whispered.

"Uh Arnold...what do we do now?"

Arnold grabbed her hand.

"Run..."

"Gotcha."

They made a run for it to math class and succeeded.

Unfortunately, when the bell for the second class came on-

RIIIINNGGG!-

(P.S, that can be so annoying in high school.)

Back to the story...

Helga and Arnold both walked into gym class together.

Nothing so far, could be as creepy as today was for these two teenagers.

Because, everyone's eyes were still on them.

Lila walked up to them with a tiny smile.

"Hello you two! However are you doing this morning?"

Helga sighed and looked away, feeling a bit uneasy to her stomach, scared if she'd trip over her own words.

"G-g-Gre-Uh...G-Great...just great."

"Is there something wrong Helga?" She asked, putting a sympathetic hand on her shoulder.

Helga shivered a little and let out a breath.

"It's nothing, don't worry about it."

Lila nodded understandably and removed her hand from Helga's shoulder.

She looked at Arnold, who was shuffling his feet on the ground uncomfortably.

"Are you alright Arnold?" She asked, turning in his direction.

He jerked his head up.

"H-huh? Oh...y-yeah. I am...thanks."