Co-Author: Historia70

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Breakfast together was a rare treat together as Helga sat there with her parents. It was nice that sometimes they didn't want to just dash off to work immediately. Today they seemed very languid in their own solitude as they ate their breakfast. Helga saw one of them look at the other for some time before the other would look up and they would both smile. They would resume eating till it was repeated. She supposed it was cute for them to do.

"So if Olga ever came down here will she be taking over the kitchen? That is if she does." Helga wondered as she buttered her toast.

Miriam snickered. "She did once and Anita did love to be spoiled by it, but Ian wasn't too thrilled by it. He feels that if there are servants than they must do all the work."

"Man! What a piece of work." Remarked Helga as she bit into her toast.

Bob grumbled something out before taking a sip of his coffee. "We just have to hope that she doesn't have his kid. What will happen if that were to happen?"

"Well you can hope that the kid is only blessed with her genes and not his." Helga told him as she finished her toast.

Miriam wanted to bite her tongue. "I want to make the best of it, but he is an awful boy."

"You got that right, Miriam. She can do much better than him. Look at Helga here, at least she is involved with a winner."

Helga was in shock with Bob's words. Once upon a time he would never think greatly of her choices and now he always boasted about Arnold any chance he got. Arnold did give them a few more programs for their interest.

Looking directly at Helga, Bob grinned. "At least he isn't one of those selfish ones."

"No. Arnold is a fine gentleman who will treat our daughter good." Miriam reached over to touch her daughter's hair. "I really am happy to have you back home."

She was choked up about this. "Arnold has always prided himself in treating others well. I always trusted him completely."

After breakfast and her driving Phoebe to school this time. They spoke about their boyfriends just discussing their little quirks that can drive them mad, but still make them love 'em. Helga figured they were really both in love to accept it all. While Arnold had great table manners it did fall by the wayside when he was incredibly hungry so he became almost like a caveman. Helga found it adorable really so while she made a face at it in his company, she would swoon privately inside her head.

For Phoebe, she couldn't take Gerald's lips smacking on occasion. It was just these loud smacks that would die down completely. While she couldn't take it. She accepted it since she knew it never lasted that long compared to his brother's or even his sister's.

"I guess we both are that in love, eh Pheebs?" Helga told her as they both walked towards the building.

"I would say so, Helga. I'm certain the boys talk about our bad habits too."

Helga scoffed. "You have none compared to me. I have a whole Grand Canyon full of bad habits. Take your pick and it is there."

Phoebe adjusted her glasses as she looked up at her tall friend. "You don't have that many. You have tolerable bad habits too."

Quickly, Helga jumped in front of Phoebe just getting down on one knee. "Phoebe, will you do me the honor of wedding your best friend? Bad habits and all."

Giggling at her friend's behavior, Phoebe did a mock curtsy. "Why yes, but only if we remain best friends."

"Deal." Hopping back up they both started to laugh at their behavior.

At the same time, Arnold and Gerald were discussing their significant others. Talking about bad habits as Gerald leaned against the locker next to his. On occasion he would jerk his head up in indication of a greeting to a fellow student.

"I don't have anything that I want to change about Phoebe. That girl is my honey. The girl I want to spend every waking moment with." Gerald told him. "The only thing that I want to change is the lack of seeing her during the night time. I hate waiting. What about you and Helga?"

Arnold smiled at the thought of her. "I don't mind her bad habits. I act like I can't stand them, but even when she curses like a sailor and I admonish her about it I just love either the scowl she puts on her face, or she looks at me innocently. Both are too cute on her."

"You didn't like her scowl when we were young."

"Things change. I will admit that when she was young she would scowl and when she thinks no one is looking she had such an innocent sweet look on her face. It made her look so cute."

"And now?"

"Helga is very hot now, but I gotta love when she gets cute." Seeing Helga and Phoebe walking down the hallway, Arnold pointed them out to his best friend. "Our lady loves have arrived."

"Mmmhmm. Phoebe looks fine today." Gerald smiled directly at his girlfriend as they neared them.

Arnold was already lovesick as he daydreamed about Helga coming down the aisle in a white dress. Bouquet of flowers in her hand. He sighed in contentment even as his eyes landed on her jeans wishing he was a part of that fabric right now.

"I don't know, Pheebs. I can handle having some ice cream for later." Helga was saying as they got close.

Phoebe nodded her head before looking at Gerald. "I'm craving some chocolate myself."

As they walked past, Helga winked at Arnold. "Perhaps later we should take in our favorite deserts."

"Agreed." Winking at her own boyfriend, Phoebe giggled as they passed by.

Gerald's jaw almost loosened up and dropped to the ground. "Were they talking about us?"

Hanging on his locker, Arnold continued looking at his girlfriend from behind. "I'm craving some pink cotton candy later, Gerald."

Refocusing on Phoebe, Gerald nodded his head. "I want my sweets too."

Shutting his locker, Arnold and Gerald walked to where they were. Waiting for Helga to finish getting her books, Arnold took her books before kissing her. "Morning."

"Morning, Football Head." Kissing him again, Helga was wrapped up on his world immediately.

Phoebe giggled against Gerald flirting in her ear. Wrapping her arms around his waist she nuzzled against his torso. "Morning Gerald."

"Morning my sweet lady." Gerald waved by to Arnold before he escorted his girlfriend down the hall.

Feeling Arnold's hand snake his way around her waist she leaned against him as they walked to first period. She hummed in her personal delight as they entered their classroom. She sighed loving him even more as they sat down together and he played with her hair.

"Your hair is in pigtails." Coming closer he whispered. "You make me want to relive the drive in again."

Snickering at his boldness she whispered. "I might let you."

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Curly came into class with Rhonda already in the room. She was the first one in there since there was no one else but him. Seeing her struggle with her left hand in order to write he saw her frowning with unhappiness. Seeing her cast on her right hand, Curly walked over to where Park's desk was to sit down.

"Morning Rhonda." He saw her scribbles that resembled a doctor's writings. "How are you this morning?"

"Unsure how to do any work with this blasted hand. I can't write left handed." Showing her writing to him, Rhonda grumbled. "I can't even make out what I just wrote."

"Did you get a doctor's note? Something to help excuse you."

She knew he was being helpful so she just shook her head. "I'm doing everything the hard way instead of the easy way." Looking at him, Rhonda thought he looked really good today. She smirked at his red rims. "I like your frames."

"Oh well I like changing it up." Seeing her eyes continued to look more down than up, Curly frowned. "I will let you borrow my notes if you want them."

She knew what he was doing. "That's nice and all, but I need to do this stuff all on my own."

"Rhonda that's noble and all, but it doesn't hurt to ask for a little help." His tone was lowered as another student came into the class.

"Thing is that I have relied too much on others. I must learn to task myself with things. It was actually nice that Helga dragged me to the hospital to tend to my hand. Nice of her to offer a place to stay in case my talk with my parents don't sway my way. Thing is I don't deserve any of it so please let me do this on my own." Rhonda told him as politely as she could.

Watching Park enter the classroom, Curly stood up. "That's noble and all from your point of view, but sometimes a person needs a little help." He repeated himself just to emphasize his meaning. Leaving the desk he issued a quick morning to Park before sitting down at his seat.

Sitting down himself, Park spotted the cast on her hand. "If it helps, just compare the subjects you are being taught to your favorite things." He suggested quietly.

Rhonda smiled a bit at that pointer thinking him silently.

Later during lunch she disappeared to her car to sit inside it. Rhonda felt freakish doing it, but thought it was warmer than hanging around outside. Turning the radio in her car she listened to music while looking towards the school at some random couples making out outside. She never had a normal relationship. She really didn't know what that would of been like when she wasn't introduced to it with her own parents.

Sniffling as she spotted Nadine walking outside she wondered if Curly would be coming out, but what came out was Peapod kid. Seeing Nadine rest herself against the wall they were soon embracing. Rhonda's mouth went down knowing she missed something important in her friend's life. Putting her seat back she thought to stop people watching and just listen to music.

As for Curly he was heading to the parking lot to grab the disc he promised Iggy. Rushing up there he heard music playing, but ignored the direction of the music as he went to his recovered vehicle. The car jacker was just someone who wanted to joy ride his vehicle. Pretty stupid, but Curly was one person who has done some crazy things in his life so he couldn't think too badly over the person. Going in to grab the disc, he locked his car up, turned around to notice the music was coming from Rhonda's car. Curious he walked over to the passenger side to see her laying there. Knocking on the window she was naturally startled.

Rhonda watched him come into her car uninvited. "Curly, why are you disturbing me?"

He eyed her curiously. "So this is what you will do for now on. You are going to hide in here. What happens when it gets way too cold or hot?"

She sighed. "I freeze to death or I fry." She said without a care. "Just please leave me alone. Why do you care?"

He looked insulted at her question before he left the car without a word. "Why do I even bother?" He whispered to himself.

Picking her head up to watch him walk away, Rhonda sighed almost dreamily. While he looked really good, she had to say, "You can do so much better, Curly."

As he walked into the hallway, Curly was stopped by a classmate as in his 1st period class. The girl had golden brown hair with blue eyes. She was definitely cute. "What do you need, Stephanie?"

She felt nervous about approaching him for some time. She had liked him since last year, but never figured in how to talk to him truly. "Curly I like you. I think your cute and I want to ask you out on a date." She blurted out. Turning red in the face, Stephanie excused herself for acting like a crazy nut. "Oh gosh sorry. Excuse me."

Finding that a adorable actually, Curly couldn't believe how fast she dashed out of the building. Following her outside he watched as she was rushing towards the football field. "Stephanie!"

Head back up to reach into her glove compartment for something, Rhonda caught sight of Curly talking to another girl. Mouth opening up she watched them talk for some time until the girl hugged him. Feeling like someone grabbed her heart and stomped on it, Rhonda sighed within her own self-imposed prison.

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"Alright girls I have news for you." Their coach informed them. Lisa Scott looked like she was a teenager for the most part than a woman in her 30's. She was both stern and cool. One thing that Helga didn't realize was that she had a wicked sense of humor. "This year Track will be held indoors. Since the temperature has been dropping down considerably the schools thought this was a safer option. I hope you are all happy about that."

Cheering, Helga caught sight of Arnold getting tackled making her cringe slightly. Watching him get up and look over she dared to smile at him in which he returned back to her.

"Alright girls it is time to practice the relay. Rochelle you are the first to start. This will be followed by Max, Samantha, Gina, and Helga. Get on your marks. Now for the other 5 you will pretend you an opposing team. Stephanie you start." Coach Scott instructed. Waiting for them to get ready she blew her whistle.

Egging her team on, Helga didn't notice how Arnold was checking her out this time since her attention was fully on her teammates now. Waiting for her turn to go, Helga began to ran before Gina tapped her hand making her dash off. Helga loved the feel of the air hitting her face. Loved the refreshing feel of it as she thought about music to match her pace. Reaching the very end of the race, Helga was congratulated on the win.

As the coach was distracted by Arnold's coach, Helga heard Stephanie asking her a question. "What was that?"

Stephanie appeared embarrassed. "I asked Curly out on a date for this saturday. Do you mind that I go with him? I ask because you and him were together for a while."

Smiling down at the girl, Helga was tempted into slapping her hand down on her shoulder, but didn't. "Go for it. We are both friends and he is such a good guy that I wouldn't stop you from going out with him. I hope you have lots of fun with him. Trust me." Winking to Arnold, she added, "Besides I have my love right over there."

Giggling at her and the Captain flirting across the field, Stephanie almost hit herself for being so lame. "You both look so happy. Arnold is a nice guy."

"He is and I am extremely happy." Having no feeling that Stephanie isn't the type to hurt someone maliciously, Helga held off in threatening her if she dared to hurt Curly. "I hope you both have fun on your date."

"Same here. He's so handsome."

"He is. Also I would like to tell you to get him to dance with you. You won't regret it."

Stephanie bit her lip. "I don't know how to dance. I never learned how."

Taken by surprise by that, Helga elbowed her lightly. "Get him to teach you. He is pretty patient."

"Maybe I will."

OOOO

Getting out of the locker room, Arnold began to walk finding himself with someone hopping on his back as they issued out wild peels of laughter out. Laughing at his girlfriend, Arnold started walking off to the parking lot with her on his back.

"Want to come over?" He asked. "Do our homework and have hot chocolate."

Sliding off his back, Helga smacked his bottom before running off. "Race you to the car!"

Arnold was happy that Gerald drives Phoebe home leaving him at the sweet mercy of, Helga. Rushing after her he wasn't arguing about his view as he purposely stayed beyond enjoying every square inch of her.

"You enjoying the view?"

"Yes!" Reaching her car he grabbed a hold of her to kiss her heatedly. It felt like a lifetime since he last did this. Hearing her moan, Arnold opened her door. "We should go so we can fool around after homework."

Nodding her head dumbly, Helga had to agree. Get work done and make out a lot after.

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Curly thought to ask her to Slauson's for a nice treat so they can chat. Stephanie was definitely endearing as she spoke of her family and asked him about his. Curly enjoyed the give and take already from her. Sharing a plate of fries they grabbed the same long curly fry. Glancing up at her face she was blushing as she let go.

"You should have it." She relinquished happily. "I really shouldn't eat too much of fried foods."

"Helga does only once a week." Curly informed her as he brought the fry over to her side. "You can have this one."

Blushing once more, Stephanie could truly see the color of his eyes. She thought they were just brown, but were more of a hazel. "I love your eyes." She spoke dreamily.

Seeing her eyes become half lidded at that statement, Curly leaned forward to find her giggling from being caught. "Oh you do, do you?" He knew he sounded cocky. Enjoyed how she blushed even more. "Still want that date?"

Her eyes fluttered up to his. "Yes."

Smiling at that, Curly leaned back in his chair as they continued their conversation. Perhaps this date will be a good one. Right now was a trial run.

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Helga had to separate from Arnold from the insane heat between them. She really wanted to make love to him, but felt afraid to do so. It felt too early still, but the way he stood up to cross the room towards her, Helga swooned as he went to kiss her neck. She felt his arm support her. She squeaked even as he nipped at her. Pulling away, she wondered if her eyes showed their weakness. Showed the dazzle she felt from her love to him.

"Too soon?" She nodded. "I know, but all I want is to kiss my girlfriend."

She backed into his bed as temptation filled her once more. She wanted to tear her clothes off. Let him touch her all over. She wanted to keep crying out his name. "I love you."

"I love you too."

"How much do you want to kiss on me?" It was implied and she knew it.

"Anyplace that is unclothed." Arnold continued to wish she was old enough to marry. Thoughts of her pregnant again filled his mind. He wanted everything with her right now. Never in his life had he been this possessed. His desire continued to fill him at each waking moment. Day and night it was the same. Thoughts of her swirled in his head, just as they did when they were both were so young. Though those thoughts were quite different from now. Still he enjoyed always thinking about her.

Her eyebrow went up. "Just unclothed?" Another imply. Another flirt. More mounting desire as he came so close that she squeaked when she landed herself on his bed. Bringing her head up she saw more of Dark Arnold come out. At least he is virtually harmless. Just a horny teenager in the company of another. What is so strange about that? Nothing except that Arnold is such a goodie goodie.

Arnold smiled at the thought of his bed smelling exactly like her. He'll sleep either well tonight or he'll keep waking up in the throes of his own lust. Moving towards his beauty, Arnold placed his hands on both sides of her. "You are incredible all the time."

She gulped at how his front met with hers. Feeling very aware of where he was, Helga's eyes were huge as lust took hold once more. "Well of course I am."

He loved her confidence she exuded. This was the epitome of sexiness right here, and he was in the presence of it. Mind, body, and soul. "My girlfriend is the very best."

We forgot to say that Stephanie is in a grade below Curly and the others. They mixed two grades up together for the Literature class. So she is in 11th while Curly is in 12th grade. I know that some schools do this with the mixing of grades in one class.