A/N: (What's up? The sky…duh! Well here's another chapter to this crazy dramatic fanfic. Sorry for the delay 'cause I know that many of you are anxious to know what happens…me too but with school and work…well you get the picture. But hey, I was able to finish this chapter and give you guys to enjoy. Thank you for the reviews and remember to read, enjoy, and review in the end!!)
Summary: Helga leaves when she barely starts fifth grade, just to return four years later when sophomore year has started in High School. There she gets to live the drama a regular teenager goes through…couples, drugs, parties, homework, dances!! Everyone is back but acts in a different way, will Helga be able to survive being back in Hillwood?
Chapter 11: You Hate Me
Helga bit her lip because the next few hours were going to be pure hell.
Helga scurried down the hall to her first period class. It was already 8:05 and she was late (thank you Miriam). In the morning Helga woke up in a daze but managed to put clean clothes on. As she rushed down the stairs to find Miriam to take her to school, Helga was in for a shock. Miriam was face down on the living room floor fast asleep with a plastic clear cup labeled Juicy on her hand.
"Miriam," Helga shouted kneeling on the floor. "Mom wake up, I'm going to be late for school."
Miriam groaned and dropped the cup, "Berries with yogurt please."
Helga rolled her eyes, "No more smoothies for you."
She stood up, grabbed her backpack, and sprinted out the door. Helga couldn't help but recall a distant memory when she was little that she was going to preschool and didn't have the attention of her family. This incident caused her to notice a certain football-headed boy who was the only one who gave her the attention she craved for. The one who shared his umbrella and commented that he liked her bow because it was pink like her dress.
Helga growled at that memory and quickly brushed it away she didn't want to think about Arnold. She assumed that after yesterday's little argument during nutrition, Arnold wasn't going to be thinking about her either. Damn him, damn him and his stupid "perfect" girlfriend.
Helga remembered getting snares, glares, and curses from Rhonda and Lila during third period. And Arnold, he didn't make any eye contact or any type of contact with her.
'Whatever,' were Helga's thoughts as she sat far away from them and didn't glance at their table.
She spent lunch by herself in the cafeteria and began to wonder if she should've thought this over. Telling Arnold the truth caused everyone to hate her, especially him. The whole day felt dreadful for Helga and when she got home instead of crying on the pillow, she punched it and screamed.
The hallway was quiet and all the classrooms had the doors closed. She reached her classroom and felt her heart beating rapidly. And it wasn't only because she just ran to school but she was feeling nervous of facing her judging "friends."
Helga brushed her bangs away and wiped away the sweat gathering in her upper lip. She sure hoped she didn't smell sweaty and wished she had body spray in her locker but she kept it in her gym locker. Helga looked down at what she wearing and it was simple clothing. She didn't have enough time to get dressed so she just threw on some faded jeans ripped at the knee, black tennis shoes, and a light pink t-shirt. Her hair was in a messy bun and she noticed blond strands falling across her face.
Helga took a deep breath and opened the classroom making everyone look up and stare at her. She ignored them and made her way to her desk but someone was clearing his throat.
"Excuse me what do you think you're doing?" Mr. Harris asked.
Helga turned to look at him, "Taking my seat."
Mr. Harris frowned, "You're late and late students go to the tardy room."
Helga didn't want to glance at anyone but glared at Mr. Harris, "Oh come on, I'm only seven minutes late."
"Let's go," Mr. Harris instructed. "Out."
Helga couldn't believe this was happening to her and in front of the people who want her to burn in hell. Well, not all of them.
Helga quickly took a glimpse of Arnold who was wearing black jeans, white sneakers, and a dark blue t-shirt. He was slouching in his seat with his eyes fixated on the Geometry book. Helga could've sworn that she saw smiles on Nadine's, Rhonda's, and Lila's face. Including Gerald's.
Helga wasn't going to beg so the teacher could humiliate her more. So she raised her head up high and walked out of the classroom letting the door slam behind her. Damn, she was mad and all she wanted was to beat someone up. Helga felt a lump in her throat and her eyes get blurry but she wasn't going to cry.
So she just got kicked out of boring Geometry class in front of her friends who must be glad to see her get embarrassed. Helga recalled that there have been even more embarrassing moments for her. Like when Olga revealed she was a bed wetter, falling into Arnold's room when he was hanging out with his guy friends because she needed the tape that held her deep secret, and getting stung by bees for trying to get Arnold jealous with Stinky at the park.
So getting kicked out of class wasn't a big deal because it made Helga look like a rebel. Helga calmed herself by noting that she was a rebel like someone who breaks the rules.
Although, today she woke up late, got kicked out of class, and Arnold doesn't want to talk to her not even look at her. Can this day get any worse?
The cafeteria was practically empty as Helga looked for a place to sit down. It was lunchtime and all she having was chocolate milk with spaghetti. Bad combination but she wasn't feeling that hungry.
Once again she felt the whole day dragging slowly even though it was already lunchtime but after this she had to face them. Them, the ones who are completely ignoring her. She couldn't believe that Lila was so precious to them. Probably since she always told those lame country jokes. Ha, ha, ha!
Helga rolled her eyes and headed to one of the tables in the far back. When was all of this going to end? Will her friends forgive her? Will Arnold? What about Phoebe? Helga wondered opening her chocolate milk. She hasn't spoken to her since yesterday and Phoebe didn't call her or join her neither for nutrition nor lunch. Was she angry since Helga caused everyone to get mad at Phoebe for believing in Helga's word? Hopefully Phoebe will contact her soon and give her an idea on how to get Arnold to speak to her again.
Helga sure missed Arnold's voice that sent chills down her spine. And even though she heard it during class, she wanted to hear his voice directed to her.
"Is this seat taken?" a deep voice said across from her.
Helga looked up from her greasy spaghetti to see Dan the guy who works at the main office. Helga scanned him from head to toe and he was wearing a red dress shirt underneath a black jacket and black pants. Dan's black hair was spiked up in the front and he wore black-framed glasses.
Helga stared at him, "Do you see someone's name on it?"
Dan smiled shyly and sat across from her, "You don't seem too happy?"
Helga sighed looking down at her food, "I've been better."
In a while, Dan told Helga that he was a junior, was playing for the basketball team, and he volunteered at the hospital during the weekends. He was an only child who lived with his dad that had gotten divorced but was dating at the time.
The only thing that Helga could think of was, 'Gag me'
Helga knew it was nice to have someone talk to her, especially when all her friends had deserted her. Except, she had other pestering thoughts that kept her from paying attention to Dan. Like Arnold perhaps.
"What about you?" Dan asked making Helga snap back to reality.
"Huh?" Helga muttered not looking at him.
"What about you?" Dan repeated.
"Me?" Helga wondered. "Oh, I'm not that interesting."
"Oh come on," Dan insisted chuckling. "There must be something cool about you. I mean, you started school a week later than everybody, why?"
Helga groaned silently not wanting to retell her story and sure wished for something to happen to interrupt this moment. A fire drill, an earthquake, or…Phoebe who was walking towards her with a lunch tray.
"Hey Helga I had a feeling you were going to be here," Phoebe said placing her tray on the table.
Helga smiled, "Phoebe what are you doing here?"
Phoebe smiled back and glanced over at Dan who was also smiling politely. Phoebe had her hair down and was wearing a black pleated skirt with a yellow button-down blouse. Helga sighed relieved to be saved from her friend and also because Phoebe was here to talk to her.
"Hi I'm Phoebe," she introduced herself looking at Dan.
"Dan," he replied shaking her hand. "Nice to meet you."
All of three of them looked each other awkwardly and Helga noticed that Phoebe wanted to talk to her in private.
Helga cleared her throat, "Um…I guess I'm going to have to tell you about my interesting life later."
Dan nodded and looked at Helga and at Phoebe, "Sure…I'll leave you girls to talk."
Helga smiled at Dan for getting the picture, "Thanks if you want to find me…um…I'm always here."
Dan replied, "It was nice talking to you."
Phoebe sat across from Helga and waited for Dan to be out of earshot to finally speak to her. Helga pushed away her tray and waited for Phoebe to look at her.
Phoebe turned to Helga, "Who was that?"
"A guy," Helga replied annoyed. "What are you doing here? I thought you had joined forces with them because you haven't spoken to me since yesterday."
Phoebe looked away ashamed, "I haven't joined anyone Helga and the reason why I didn't look for you was because of Gerald."
"Gerald?" Helga asked.
"I…" Phoebe paused to roll her eyes. "I was going to look for you but Gerald dragged me to the table and I guess I wanted to find out what everyone was saying."
"Really?" Helga said leaning back into her chair. "He dragged you? With a leash?"
Phoebe shook her head, "You know how it is with a boyfriend and you don't want to argue."
"No Phoebe I don't," Helga said crossing her arms. "But…did you ask Gerald permission to come talk to me?"
"No Helga, I told him I was going to look for you and he was invited to join us for lunch but he didn't reply anything to me, he just walked away."
"Jerk," Helga muttered. "I'm sorry Phoebe that I'm causing these problems for your relationship and for the others but -"
"Helga you're not causing anything," Phoebe assured grabbing Helga's hand. "Gerald has to comprehend that I'm supporting you. Just like he's supporting Arnold."
Helga felt her stomach flip just by the mention of Arnold's name. She pulled her hand away and cursed Arnold for having everyone on his side. Or should she be cursing Lila for having everyone on her side. A million, gazillion, quadrillion times Helga cursed Lila.
"So…" Helga said swallowing slowly. "What are they saying?"
Phoebe stared at Helga seriously, "Uh…they're just shocked and don't want to -"
"They're wishing for a truck to run me over right?"
Phoebe frowned at Helga, "Not everyone but maybe Lila might be."
Helga covered her face embarrassed, "Why did I open my big mouth? I shouldn't have told Arnold anything."
Phoebe nodded, "You should've told me on Sunday so we could've figured out something."
Helga looked at Phoebe and wondered, "Has Arnold said anything about me?"
Phoebe averted her gaze from Helga's, "I really haven't paid attention Helga."
"Phoebe," Helga said staring at her. "What has he said?"
"He doesn't want to know anything about you," Phoebe answered slowly. "He…doesn't care what happens to you. You're practically dead to him."
Helga felt nauseous and she hasn't taken a bite from the greasy spaghetti. Helga felt her nose stuffed up and she wanted to start crying a river. Arnold hated her. He hated her and her plans of making him fall for her weren't going to work anymore. She finally realized that Arnold was deeply in love with Lila and the way to make him despise you was hurt his beloved love.
Helga stared at Phoebe telling herself not to cry in front of her friend. Phoebe might start wondering why she was crying over Arnold and she didn't want Phoebe to figure out her undying love for him.
'How am I going to fix this?' Helga asked herself thinking of Arnold.
"Did he actually say 'dead?'" Helga said worried.
"Well, he didn't say it out loud but Gerald told me how Arnold's feeling," Phoebe explained.
Helga shook her head, "He's lying."
"What?" Phoebe said puzzled.
Helga looked at Phoebe shocked and tried to think of something to cover up her thoughts.
"Arnold is lying about his feelings…uh…he's especially lying to himself for not wanting to believe that Lila is a cokehead."
Phoebe nodded, "He's insecure."
"Yeah that," Helga agreed with a sigh of relief. "Phoebe what should I do?"
"Hang in there," Phoebe advised. "Lila must be glad that you're miserable and everyone is against you."
Helga stared at Phoebe's lunch tray that had a banana, a water bottle, a strawberry yogurt, and a tuna sandwich. Phoebe was right, Lila must be laughing, smiling, and enjoying Helga's misfortune. Helga wondered if that's what Lila wanted. Maybe Lila did want Helga to see her using coke so Helga can accuse her and nobody would believe Helga.
"Do you think she planned all this?" Helga asked looking up at Phoebe.
Phoebe shifted her head sideways and replied, "I don't know but it does seem like she wanted you to fall into a trap."
"She wants me to stay away from Arnold," Helga muttered to herself.
"She wants to what?" Phoebe asked.
Helga glanced at her, "To stay away from all of you, she doesn't want me to steal her spotlight."
Phoebe laughed, "What spotlight? The only one who has a spotlight here is Rhonda."
Helga needed to talk to Arnold but she knew that he wasn't going to listen. He needs to know that his girlfriend is a whore even though Helga hasn't seen Lila flirting with other guys but still. Lila needed to be exposed in front of their friends as a cheating, wicked, bitch. The only problem Helga didn't know how?
"Phoebe I need to tell Arnold that his girlfriend is a bitch."
"Yeah good luck with that Helga," Phoebe said giggling. "You told him that Lila does drugs and now you're going to tell him that she's a bitch."
"Have a better idea?" Helga said rolling her eyes.
Phoebe cleared her throat getting serious, "Apologize."
"What?" Helga said through gritted teeth. "Please tell me you're playing with me."
"Not to Lila but to Arnold," Phoebe explained. "Tell him what he wants to hear so he can start talking to you again and forget about all of this chaos."
"Phoebe," Helga said slowly with a smile. "Are you completely nuts?"
"Helga this is a solution I'm giving you," Phoebe paused and brushed her bangs away. "Do you want Arnold as an enemy or as a friend?"
'As a boyfriend to be exact,' Helga answered mentally.
"Phoebe your solution is stupid and Arnold is not going to believe my apology."
"Helga, Arnold thinks Lila is a saint and if everything goes back to normal then Lila might slip up and we can catch her and Arnold will have to believe his girlfriend has a problem."
Helga wondered about Phoebe's solution and could it work? She really wanted Arnold to talk to her again and even look at her without glaring. If she apologized to him and he accepted it and they went back to being friends then her plan to make him fall for her might be back on track. Besides, what better way to show Lila that her plans of making Helga stay away from Arnold weren't going to work.
"Do you really think this is going to work?" Helga asked slowly.
Phoebe grinned, "It doesn't hurt to try."
Helga bobbed her head slowly, "Okay I'm going to try it but I'm going to do it when I find Arnold alone."
"If he doesn't want to listen then make him," Phoebe advised patting Helga's hand. "Arnold is the forgivable type, I'm sure he'll understand your 'mistake.'"
"You're right I shouldn't let Lila be happy that everyone is mad at me," Helga noted nodding. "I'm going to get my friends back."
"I'm right behind you," Phoebe assured taking a sip from her water bottle.
Helga sighed and glanced at her watch and noticed that the bell was going to ring in ten minutes. In ten minutes she was going to see Arnold again but in fifth period with all of their friends wasn't a good place to tell him "sorry." Helga was going to have to wait but she knew she had to do it.
"You want to go to the restroom?" Helga asked standing up.
Phoebe shook her head, "No do you?"
Helga nodded, "Yes because I don't want to make a mess during fifth period."
Phoebe laughed as she stood up and grabbed her backpack, "Oh that reminds me…here's the math notes for this morning."
"Thanks Phoebe," Helga replied taking the green notebook.
"How was the tardy room?"
"A waste of time," Helga answered shoving the notebook in her backpack. "It's like detention during the day."
Phoebe giggled and grabbed her lunch tray and waited for Helga to get her stuff ready and both of them walked down the cafeteria. Helga saw some students still chatting and eating their lunch. She was going to have to eat at home a big dinner since she didn't touch her food. She walked a little forward to the trash can when Phoebe called her.
"Hey Helga," Phoebe said making Helga look back at her. "Good luck with you know."
Helga nodded, "I know I'm going to need it."
She sure did because who knew what Arnold was going to say about her sudden apology? Helga hoped Arnold wasn't too influenced by Lila that she was a devious girl who wanted to destroy their love. As Helga turned away from Phoebe she slammed her lunch tray on someone who was walking in front of her. Speak of the devil, it was Lila Sawyer who got smeared with greasy spaghetti and chocolate milk. Helga knew that wasn't a good combination.
Lila was stammering for words but didn't speak instead she was looking down herself where spaghetti and chocolate milk were dripping on her clothes. Lila's white tank top was stained red and brown and Helga saw that spaghetti had gotten inside her shirt. All of this reminded Helga when she and all the girls played a prank on Lila by tricking her that there was a reserved spot for her but Lila ended up with creamed spinach in her hair. Now that a beautiful memory to recall.
Lila glared at Helga, "You really hate me don't you?"
Helga tossed the lunch tray away, "That's what happens when you get in my way."
"You're going to pay for this," Lila threaten pointing to her chest.
Helga smiled, "Actually I already did and the good thing is it didn't go to waste."
Helga stopped smiling when Rhonda showed up standing beside Lila and she handed her a napkin. Rhonda looked at Helga like a bug that needed to be squashed immediately. Helga scowled at her showing she wasn't afraid of both of them. Phoebe threw her lunch tray away and gripped the water bottle in her hands.
"Nice going Helga," Rhonda commented sarcastically. "You're sure are clumsy or stupid?"
Helga smirked, "Hey that spaghetti had to land somewhere, either in my stomach, the trash, or in someone who really deserves it."
"Come on Helga," Phoebe whispered avoiding the glaring gazes coming from Lila and Rhonda.
"Make sure to get cleaned up," Helga called turning away.
Helga was happy that she didn't eat the spaghetti because it sure turned out to be useful. Besides, it was going to be sitting like a brick in Helga's stomach and she did pay for it and to just throw it away seemed like a waste. Also, Lila got what she deserved. Even though, she only got covered with spaghetti and chocolate milk she still had Arnold.
Helga walked outside the cafeteria and into the courtyard and as she was walking beside Phoebe to the girl's restroom. From a far she saw Gerald talking to Arnold on a bench. They were by themselves and Arnold was shaking his head and suddenly glanced up to bump gazes with her. Helga's eyes widen and she turned paler than a ghost but she kept looking at him. Arnold's gaze turned into a snare and he looked away and Helga's heart sunk into deep depths below. He was still angry at her and it made her doubt about her apology. She continued walking forward and wondered if she should still say "sorry" to her one true love?
Yes! Lila got what she deserved and let's hope that she gets more. Helga needs to make another decision. First it was to tell Arnold the truth and now she must apologize to him but will he accept her apology? Or will he tell her that he hates her? Hopefully, Lila isn't around to overhear Helga talking to Arnold 'cause her evil plans will go down the drain.
Great, Beautiful, Terrific! Once again another chapter written by me so my work is done for awhile. Now that you have finished reading and started wondering if it was okay or if it sucked (hopefully not) then go ahead and review. Sure this chapter is short but just remember that it's getting warmed up for something bigger and better. Write to you guys next time.
Question: Who says this line? And what episode does it come out on?
"Helga my pet, your eyes are like two mules."
Stay tuned for Chapter 12: We Need To Talk!!
