Historia70 wrote this chapter out for me. I wanted to be naughty but when I attempted to write it I felt like I was exposing my husband and mines personal lives even more behind closed doors. At least Historia knew how to pull back just enough. Hope you enjoy. :)

It was still plenty early in the night. Helga wrote four poems about her love. She already finished her homework up so here she was playing music. She wished that Arnold was here right now, but as she thought of him she looked over to her bed. Helga would never want her future first time with him in that bed. Maybe other times, but a first time with him would be under the stars. Them wrapped up in one another's arms as their nude bodies meld together. She always pictured her first time with him, and in that room.

All my life I'm looking for the magic

I've been looking for the magic

Fantasize on a silly little tragic

I've been looking for the magic

In my eyes

Her attention went to the song before her phone came to life. She smiled at his text telling her he is just listening to music. Helga curled more into the couch cushions.

I wish I was with you right now. - H

Oh, oh, oh, I'm

Looking for the magic in my eyes

In my eyes

Baby in my eyes

I wish the same. I would love to hold you all night long. I would look into your eyes before we drift off to sleep knowing how lucky I am. - A

One of my favorite things to look at on you is your beautiful green eyes. They make me swoon. - H

Only child is a silly little ragged

She's been looking for the magic

Stay awhile til the city is a desert

She's been looking for the treasure

In my eyes

Because a photograph is

Like an hourglass out of time

And then I never laughed

Because I never had no time

Your piercing blues have always had a way of bringing me in. I wonder which of our colors are the more dominant gene? - A

You really are planning on children with me. How many kids do you want? I'm fine with 2 myself. I'll pay equal attention so no one feels neglected. - H

I'll kiss you many times over to hopefully erase all of that. I will keep you in my arms. You are my love. My eternity. - A

Helga chuckled at his sappiness. "You are too cute, Arnoldo." She said to herself.

You are a sap at times, but I won't have you any other way. - H

Good because I don't change that often. - A

Dark Arnold! My neck was nibbled plenty times. Also I remember getting felt up at Dino Land. - H

Your breast fell into my hand. It isn't my fault. - A

Laughing at his response she yawned.

Well I guess it is good that your hand didn't fall into my crouch then. - H

Oh, oh, oh, I'm

Looking for the magic in my eyes

In your eyes

Baby in your eyes

She wondered what he was thinking at that moment as there was no immediate response. Getting off her couch she wandered over to her bed. Tonight she was wearing an old long t-shirt that came a little past her bottom. Hearing her phone go off she answered it just snickering away.

"I was wondering what happened to you." She had a teasing quality to her voice right now. "Was it something I said?"

"You have any clue what you do to me, Helga? I want to keep you in my arms and never let you go."

She swooned as she listened to his almost heavy breathing. "Well don't."

He was shifting on the other end of the phone making her wonder what he was doing. "What are you wearing?"

"Clothes. Doi." She loved the sound of his laugh at her sarcasm.

"Is it clothes that show off those amazing legs of yours?"

His voice was so husky prompting her to practically fall on her own bed. "Yes. Why do you want to know?"

"When you are running during practice, I want nothing more than to stop you. I'd lay so many kisses on you that I hope you will melt into a puddle just so I can carry you off with me."

Her throat went dry at what he would do after that sentence. "I-I would let you." She stammered.

"Am I getting you excited?" He was truly in the mood tonight.

Helga closed her eyes just loving how seductive he sounded right now. "Maybe."

He chuckled softly. "Liar. I would nibble that long neck of yours. Run my lips down those arms."

She sunk down in her bed. Her head looked to her door to make sure it was locked before pressing the button to dim her lights. "Trying to get me pregnant over the phone?" She teased.

"I'll wait when we are both adults. Married."

That had her swooning a lot more verbally. "Then I can't wait."

"Neither can I." There was more shifting from his end. "Not even curious to what I'm wearing?"

Smirking she decided to tease him. "A grown up version of your 9 year old clothes?"

"Try the very opposite. The very opposite, Helga." His hint had her opening her eyes up even more impossibly wider. "You are thinking about it right now. You know you can't lie to me."

Oh she wanted to run to his home, climb up that fire escape, and peak through that skylight right now. "Aren't you afraid of anyone peeping on you?"

"I'm welcoming you to do it at any time."

Helga could of heard a warbly tone to his voice. She could hear him breathing much differently now. "I'm just wearing an old white t-shirt."

He had an excited tone now to his breathing. How can someone excite her so easily? "Please tell me I can see through it if I wanted to."

Helga was impressed that he was exploring this little darker range on himself. She wanted to test him. "Get it wet and you will." There was a clanking making her believe he dropped his phone. She heard him berate himself before he picked it up. "You thought about it, haven't you?"

"You are incredibly sexy, Helga." Clearing his throat, Arnold continued. "I wish I can see you right now."

Knowing she was safe, Helga sent a picture of herself just laying on her bed. A playful smirk on her face she sent the picture. "Done."

"I see that you are excited over me."

Glancing down at herself she noticed what he meant. "You'll have to use your imagination for the rest."

"I'm fine with that. I know so much about you that satisfies me."

Blushing, Helga looked through her tiny windows hating how she really couldn't see anything. As she was thinking she saw a new text. Pulling it up it was a picture of him that cut off right at his waist. Her eyes traced his body down to that happy V leading down to a certain happy zone. "Cripes." She said very softly.

"I take it you like that. I'm all yours so remember that." What a tease he was being to her.

"How can I?" She'll have to look at that picture again before she fell asleep. "Just wait till tomorrow."

"And what is tomorrow bringing me?" His voice becoming more tremulous now.

Brushing her front teeth lightly over her bottom lip before smiling large, Helga teased him once more. "Oh you'll see."

"I can't wait."

They spoke some more before they agreed they were now too tired to talk anymore. As she plugged her phone in to charge she stared at his picture once more just tracing him with her finger. Her dreams came true with him. He loves her as much as she loves him.

OOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO

Arnold waited for Helga to pick him up before school. His dreams were far more hotter than usual. It was an all night affair with him even waking up in the middle of the night to take care of his problem before doing it again after waking. Never had he had these thoughts about any other female except her. He wanted to see what she had planned. He couldn't wait even as her vehicle pulled to a stop. Heading to her car he opened the door to slide into the front seat to find her wearing a blue plaid skirt with boots.

"Morning." Both leaning forward they kissed. "How was your night?" She wondered. Her night was filled with nothing but lust filled dreams.

His eyes went to her legs once more as his hand dared to move to touch the bare part of it. "You look sexy. Is this for my benefit?"

"Well it certainly isn't for, Stinky's." She teased as his hand moved a bit more up. "Trying to head to third base?"

His finger traced up further loving how her mouth started to form into a small O. "You aren't stopping me." He pointed out as he went up further. "Why is that?"

"Tinted windows." Was her lame excuse as that finger brushed against her panty line. "How did you sleep?"

Coming closer he nibbled her neck. "Hard. Very hard." He wanted to skip school. "You?"

She melted as his finger was now in between her fabric. While he wasn't touching her there exactly, he was pretty darn close. "Mmmmmm..." She lilted out. "We have school."

"I want to play hooky so I can spend all day with you." He continued to nibble her neck. Touching in that location she issued out a gasp. "Something wrong?" He dared her.

Her eyes opened to find it seemingly brighter outside. "I'll be pregnant if we do that." Moving his hand away from that area she watched him as he raised his finger against his mouth to taste it. "Uh."

He loved those large eyes. "I didn't have breakfast yet." Winking at her he fastened his seatbelt.

Dark Arnold was also pretty perverted she noticed. "How is it that I manage to bring this out of you?"

"Call it a gift, Helga."

Helga left it at that as she finally put her car in gear to drive off. She trembled slightly at what they even dared to just do. This was better than coffee in her opinion. She was fully awake now.

Arnold's lip curled on one side at his continued boldness with her. "Want to eat with me after school?"

"What are you planning to eat?" She knew it sounded like a double entendre. She could literally feel him feeding off that question. Was he aching as much as she?

Reaching over his fingertip brushed against her earlobe softly. It was such a very silent answer that spoke of many volumes. It had them both aching. He could see just by her profile she was indeed hearing his answer clearly.

"If you turn 18 right now, I will gladly you bring us both to a priest." Arnold loved that sweet expression that crossed her face. She was blushing, but thrilling at that. He loved that smile that slowly grew. "I love to see you smile."

She was speechless now. Thrilling inside. Right now she was writing a poem privately.

Arriving at school they went both to their separate lockers. Gerald went to Arnold's to speak to him. Phoebe went to Helga's. As they were both pairs were speaking they heard a riotous cry followed by rushed footsteps coming down the hallway. Every student stood still as some laughter was heard in its wake as one, Thaddeus Gammelthorpe, came rushing down the hallway spraying silly string around. First Arnold and Gerald had smiles placed on their faces before, Curly came dashing up to Rhonda.

"Hi there, Rhonda! How are you this fine morning?" Curly's voice was carrying down the hallway as many students covered their mouths over to suppress their laughing.

Rhonda couldn't believe such a torrent display he was doing before he just had to stop at her locker. Seeing him wearing no shirt, Rhonda didn't have much time to say anything from her mouth actually watering. Bringing her folder out to cover her face just to stop seeing this, Rhonda wanted him to leave.

Curly turned his head slightly to wink at both, Phoebe and Helga. After she turned in that story from that project of theirs. The project to tell a story about your teammate, Rhonda wrote about all the worse things possible. His story was a much better narrative of a so-called spy with an alias of fashion maven. Rhonda decided to say some inflammatory things about him in the story she did. The teacher at least gave him a good grade compared to hers, but he decided to give her a taste of her own medicine.

Grabbing her folder he put it down before getting down on one knee to sing. "When I came home last night. You wouldn't make love to me. You went fast asleep. You wouldn't even talk to me. Said I'm so crazy. Coming home intoxicated. I said I just wanna love ya. I just wanna love you baby. Guess that's why I'm so elated. C'mon girl." Grabbing Rhonda by the hand he twirled her out before bringing her back against him.

Rhonda looked around embarrassed at how everyone's attention was on her. She saw so many amused expressions. Saw some people stifling their laughter still as he quickly let her go to do his own dance routine. Thinking this was her queue to leave as he was distracting himself, she grabbed her books to duck away just to have him pin her against another set of lockers. "Curly, please."

Curly was on a personal mission right now as he continued singing. "Give it to me baby. Give it to me baby. Make it hot like you've had enough."

From Arnold's own locker he and Gerald couldn't help laughing. Helga and Phoebe were just trying very hard not to laugh since, Rhonda actually gave Helga an accusing glare.

Grabbing her chin, Curly forced her into his own gaze. "Give it to me baby. Just give it to me baby. Give it to me baby. I'll make you hot like you had enough."

Eyes wide, Rhonda pushed him away. "UGH! Get away!" Running away from him, all she wanted to do was get away from everyone.

"Oh but Rhonda! Give me a chance. Just one chance!" Curly called out with a shit eating grin on his face. Turning to Helga and Phoebe, he bowed while everyone began to laugh.

Helga watched him come forward towards them. "That was quite a lot of gumption you just displayed there."

Laughing softly behind her hand, Phoebe then adjusted her glasses. "I must say that was quite an exciting way to begin the morning."

"Hey Curly." Arnold approached them. "The Principal is heading this way so I suggest you put some clothes on."

Looking in the direction of the Principal heading their way, Curly made a run out of there. Of course it didn't stop him laughing like a maniac.

"Man, that story that Rhonda wrote about him was pretty freakish. She actually depicted him like some type of Hannibal Lector." Helga told them. "Did he tell you guys this?" All three of them shook their heads. "Well we all know him pretty well. While Curly actually wrote a pretty decent short story about her, Rhonda made him out as some type of murderer who feeds off of animals in ritual killings."

Making a face, Arnold stuck out his tongue. "That is not a guideline we were all told to do for our projects in Mr Heckles class. What grade did he give Rhonda?"

"A fail. Curly saw the story after her ripped it away from her hands. He was angry of course." Helga replied. "We all know how he is with stuff like that."

They all nodded as Phoebe thought of something. "Something like that would guarantee her to see the school Psychologist. It would reflect more badly on her than her subject."

Gerald then interjected. "Not to mention how she often likes to be seen wearing furs. If that isn't a sign of a bad character than I don't know what else is."

Grabbing her books, Helga shrugged. "I have no idea if she is ordered to see a shrink, but if she is than we all know she'll get her parents to bail her out."

Arnold wanted to take Helga's hand went she waved it out a little too close to his hand. "Rhonda thinks she's too good to see professional help."

All nodding their heads they all started walking to their first period classes.

OOOOOOOOOOOOOO

Curly got detention for the stunt he pulled in the morning. Just a one day detention which he took very well. He was well aware of Rhonda looking him over all during the day. He didn't care though. His interest wasn't to attract the opposite sex right now. His interest was to provide some embarrassing consequence for what, Rhonda wrote about him.

Sitting at a desk that was riddled so heavily with engraved drawings and profanity, Curly thought that at least he had reading material. In the room laid people a little worse than him. The ones who ended up in caveman style fights. Others who decide to smoke in the bathroom. Some who just got caught ditching.

It had been a long time since he had detention. It had been since Middle School. This stuff was a breeze for him in truth. This was the smallest thing to occur in his life, and he didn't care.

OOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO

Arnold looked up at his skylight to find Helga waving down at him. Smiling, he went up the ladder to open the hatch to let her inside. Watching her climb down he was glad she came back after departing from here.

"So what do I owe this pleasure to?" He loved how she went into his arms embracing him.

Pulling her head away so she can gaze at him, Helga grinned. "I just wanted another kiss good night." Kissing him one more time she released him to rush up his ladder just giggling away.

Entranced at the view of her backside as she went up his ladder, Arnold shook his head to instantly rush after her. Climbing up his ladder even quicker than her, he quickly brought his body up, and over. Quickly he went to stop her from completely escaping. "Oh you are going to get it now."

Helga felt herself lifted up and brought easily over to where his grandparents placed a picnic table on the roof. Having herself be placed on the table top, Arnold started to kiss her so hungrily that she knew she was losing her own bearings when her back met the table top. Wrapping her legs around his waist she heard his satisfied moan.

"I should control myself." He murmured in a low voice. "I don't want to scare you."

She was amused by that. "It doesn't scare me. I know you'll wait till I'm really ready for that next step."

Helping her up as he went into a standing position, Arnold brushed her hair back. "True. You get me excited in so many ways."

"You do too, Football Head." Pushing him away she got off the table.

"So are you coming to the football game?" He'll ask her to be his girlfriend then. It was something he planned out.

Grabbing his shirt she placed him against her. "I wouldn't miss it." Kissing him, Helga wondered if he asked Curly. She didn't actually want to pressure him, but she was naturally curious. Still she nipped those thoughts away deciding to have faith in him. "I should go home so I can sleep. Night again, Arnold."

"Night again, Helga."

One more long kiss good night, and Arnold unhappily had to see her depart. He hated it. "One day we'll wake up together." He promised after she was well and gone.

Dwight Twilley - Looking for the Magic was the first song.

Rick James - Give it to me baby was the second song that Curly was singing.

Thanks Historia70 for writing this chapter out for me. I need to go and see my husband now. ;)