Here's another installment, kinda goes with the chapter before.

"Kids! It's almost how time, are you all ready?" Mr. Simmons asked.

The crowd of 5th graders all nodded and they continued preparing themselves for the opening night of Romeo and Juliet. And 'Romeo' was on the brink of a nervous breakdown.

"How can you be nervous?" Gerald asked his best friend as he watched Arnold pace back and forth. "You're the best Romeo that PS118 has ever known!"

"It's not that...it's...it's..."

"What Arnold?"

"The last act."

"You mean the final kiss? Why...oh, I know it's the thought of having to kiss Pataki...disgusting...huh?" Gerald laugh.

Arnold gritted his teeth, "It's not about Helga, Gerald. Because that is her name. I just...I don't know...how it's gonna go."

"What do you mean? Do you think you're not gonna do a good job? Arnold you're the man...even if Helga doesn't play along," Gerald told him, emphasising her name.

Arnold looked over to where his opposite character sat, Rhonda loomed over her, making the final make up decisions while Phoebe braided her abnormally long, golden hair.

"It's not Helga I'm worried about," he mumbled as Mr. Simmons called for places.

The beginning of the play went on uneventful, except for the fact that there was a sword flying into the audience that wasn't supposed to. The balcony scene started out with a wonderful speech from Arnold's part and was picked up by Helga's gorgeous string of words and made Arnold stumble a bit as he stared up at the beautiful actress on the balcony.

And finally...the death scene arrived.

Arnold died wonderfully and tragically, causing tears to fill in the audience's eyes.

"Here it comes," whispered Gerald to the small girl at his side

"Yup, the kiss," Phoebe whispered back.

Onstage Helga's eyes filled with tears as she gazed down at her fallen lover. She picked up the empty vial of poison and picked up the dagger hanging from his belt. She bent over and gently picked up the head of her love, and she leaned in...

...and kissed him. This time, Arnold's eyes didn't open, but he did react to the feel of her lips on his and kissed her back. This caused Helga to react, blue sapphires flew open and she withdrew instantly, leaving him hungry for more, and embarrassed to be thinking that.

Helga stabbed herself with the dagger and collapsed beside her beloved.

As the scene finished around them and the curtains dropped, thoughts whirled in both their heads.

They took their bow, and by that time, Helga had picked up her bravado once again.

"So Arnaldo, what was that all about?" she asked with a smirk.

Bright red stained his cheeks and he stammered for a response, "I was acting Helga, trying to make it conincing!"

She smiled slightly, her own face slightly pink.

"Sure Arnold, whatever you say..."

Mmm..mmm...mmmm Arnold, you've got it bad!