Helga kept her head up straight as they embraced behind her house. Tears dripped out of her eyes, down her rosy cheeks and onto Arnold's shirt. How in the world was she allowing this to happen? It wasn't like her to cry in front of anyone- with the exception of her best friend Phoebe.
His words continuously echoed through her head.
"You mean like what you did for me when my girlfriend decided to dump me?"
"Arnold...I-"
[Oh Arnold. If only you knew how I really felt about you. Now you're here and hugging me. I'm still in shock that I'm crying upon your shirt.]
Her thoughts were interrupted when he slowly pulled back to look at her. His heart dropped when he saw the tears free falling from her rosy face in the moonlight. Arnold teared up a bit but most of his tears had dried already. On instinct, he put a hand on her shoulder.
"H-Hey now...dry those tears Helga."
She sniffed and blinked her eyes and the sight of him became blurry.
"No thanks. I'm not ready to just yet. For once I want to stay here and cry if it's okay with you Arnold." Helga said while sitting on the side of the building. Arnold put his hands in his pockets.
"Could I maybe sit here with you for a little bit?"
"I guess you could football head, just try not to wake up my father."
"Okay. Don't worry, I'm just going to be quiet." He said while sitting down next to her. Their eyes met for a moment and then shifted up at the sky.
Morning came along and Rhonda Lloyd was walking to school. Something juicy caught her eye and she pulled out her camera from her backpack and snapped a picture.
"Oh wait till the whole school knows about this! This is definitely going to blow up!"
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