There's someone giving their honest opinion about certain unspoken couples!
Phoebe's POV:
I have been Helga's accomplice, almost sidekick, in many of her crazy schemes. And I've noticed how deeply her love for Arnold is. But sometimes there are times where we do talk about other thing. And then that's when my thoughts blossom incredulously.
NORMAL POV:
"I don't know why we always talk about my failure at trying to get Arnold," Helga said as she looked down at her best friend. "When we have a perfectly good couple to talk about, right here underneath our noses."
"What are you talking about?" Phoebe asked, her gaze traveling up to look at her taller companion.
"Well, Pheebs... I mean...being an expert at romance I can't believe I missed the one couple that can probably steal the spotlight ...someday!"
"Who?" the small girl said, waiting for her friend's usual gossip and analysis.
"You and tall hair boy!" Helga said with a smirk.
Phoebe blushed a dark crimson color, "Helga, I don't know what you're talking about."
"Oh, come off it Pheebs. I'm your best friend, I know you too well. Besides, I bet everyone can tell!"
"Th...they can?" squeeked the small Japanese girl.
Helga bit her lip as she noticed that she had struck a nerve, "Well, probably not EVERYONE! I mean, the majority of the people around us are just paste-for-brains anyway."
The blond girl sighed as she saw that Phoebe was back to normal...sorta.
"I can't tell you how wrong you are Helga, I am certain that neither Gerald or myself have feelings for each other.
"Come off it, you could probably fool anyone else, but you know that you can't trick me."
"Well...I...I... I know how I feel for him but, I don't know if he feels the same way..or...or..."
"Or if he's just messing with you?" Helga asked.
Phoebe nodded.
Helga opened her mouth to speak but was interrupted.
"Hello Phoebe, Pataki," said a familiar voice.
The two girls turned and found the said tall haired boy with his best friend, Arnold.
"Hi Gerald," Phoebe said shyly. "Hi Arnold."
"Hey Tall Hair Boy, Football head," sneered Helga.
Arnold slightly winced at his unwanted nickname, but replied nonetheless. Helga, seeing this as a perfect opportunity to separate the two friends, gave a little insult to Arnold. An insult small, but powerful enough to ignite Arnold's anger.
Gerald turned to Phoebe and rolled his eyes, "How about we head to class, babe?"
Phoebe blushed slightly and nodded, leaving their bickering friends arguing at the front steps.
Phoebe's POV:
Yeah, it's not a usual subject for the two of us, but when it comes up...let's just say that I understand Helga a bit better when that happens.
