Helga's Secret-The Revelation
Chapter Two-Secrets Slip
The bell rang and everyone filed out of the school grateful to go home or to the good ole Gerald Field. Which is where most of the gang went All the normals that went to the field every Friday afternoon, were there. Except for everyone's favored catcher, Helga G. Pataki. "Helga seemd pretty upset today after-""Oh man! Who woulda thought? Helga Pataki likes Stinky Peterson! Whew." Gerald laughed, amusing himself. "Gerald she was really upset. I'm worried too. She didn't show up to play baseball today either." Arnold noted, as he and Gerald sat in the dugout. "Man Arnold, when will you learn man?" Gerald asked. "There's something off about Helga liking Stinky. And her just running off like that, I mean she would have just pounded anyone that teased her.""Arnold man. Get a clue. It's called, EMBARRASSMENT. E-M-B-A-R-R-A.oh well you get the picture. " "Hi Gerald." Phoebe momentarily interrupted. She still seemed to shy away a little as a result of the day's happenings. "He Phoebe." Gerald responded with a wink and a smug grin. He turned back to Arnold who had that look on his face. Gerald threw his arms up defensively , "Hey man. It's all yours. You wanna get involved in that, go right ahead. Señor Gerald "cool" Johanson does not involve himself.
"Oh Arnold, man! You will not believe this!" Gerald stated in his high pitched voice, as Arnold opened the door of the Sunset Arms boarding house. Arnold watched Gerald almost uninterested, knowing that Gerald often exaggerated things. "I just bumped into Phoebe who was on her way home from Helga's house-" "Gerald get to the point." Arnold stated blandly to his wide eyed best friend. "Well, we got to talking and she told me, well she accidently let slip out that..Helga likes you man! No she loves you!" For a moment Arnold was stunned with confusion and shock. He stood for a few moments Gerald trying to wake up out of his trance. "I've gotta go Gerald. " Arnold said finally, closing the door and running up to his room.
"You what Phoebe!?" "I'm so sorry Helga, I really didn't mean to. It just came out. I'm not even sure why, or how." Phoebe explained urgently. There was only heavy nervous breathing on the other end of the line. "Helga." Phoebe gulped. "Do you hate me?" "Of course not Pheebs, it was bound to happen sooner or later I guess. Let's just hope he doesn't tell Arnold." Helga crossed her fingers on her free hand as she silently prayed for a miracle. Though Phoebe was pretty sure Gerald would tell Arnold even though she asked, or begged him not to she told helga not to worry and that he wouldn't. "I hope not." 'It's not the right time for Arnold to now. I'm not ready for him to know. If I ever will be.' Helga thought, as she sighed. Phoebe drastically tried to get Helga to think of something else, by changing from subject to subject.
The bell rang and everyone filed out of the school grateful to go home or to the good ole Gerald Field. Which is where most of the gang went All the normals that went to the field every Friday afternoon, were there. Except for everyone's favored catcher, Helga G. Pataki. "Helga seemd pretty upset today after-""Oh man! Who woulda thought? Helga Pataki likes Stinky Peterson! Whew." Gerald laughed, amusing himself. "Gerald she was really upset. I'm worried too. She didn't show up to play baseball today either." Arnold noted, as he and Gerald sat in the dugout. "Man Arnold, when will you learn man?" Gerald asked. "There's something off about Helga liking Stinky. And her just running off like that, I mean she would have just pounded anyone that teased her.""Arnold man. Get a clue. It's called, EMBARRASSMENT. E-M-B-A-R-R-A.oh well you get the picture. " "Hi Gerald." Phoebe momentarily interrupted. She still seemed to shy away a little as a result of the day's happenings. "He Phoebe." Gerald responded with a wink and a smug grin. He turned back to Arnold who had that look on his face. Gerald threw his arms up defensively , "Hey man. It's all yours. You wanna get involved in that, go right ahead. Señor Gerald "cool" Johanson does not involve himself.
"Oh Arnold, man! You will not believe this!" Gerald stated in his high pitched voice, as Arnold opened the door of the Sunset Arms boarding house. Arnold watched Gerald almost uninterested, knowing that Gerald often exaggerated things. "I just bumped into Phoebe who was on her way home from Helga's house-" "Gerald get to the point." Arnold stated blandly to his wide eyed best friend. "Well, we got to talking and she told me, well she accidently let slip out that..Helga likes you man! No she loves you!" For a moment Arnold was stunned with confusion and shock. He stood for a few moments Gerald trying to wake up out of his trance. "I've gotta go Gerald. " Arnold said finally, closing the door and running up to his room.
"You what Phoebe!?" "I'm so sorry Helga, I really didn't mean to. It just came out. I'm not even sure why, or how." Phoebe explained urgently. There was only heavy nervous breathing on the other end of the line. "Helga." Phoebe gulped. "Do you hate me?" "Of course not Pheebs, it was bound to happen sooner or later I guess. Let's just hope he doesn't tell Arnold." Helga crossed her fingers on her free hand as she silently prayed for a miracle. Though Phoebe was pretty sure Gerald would tell Arnold even though she asked, or begged him not to she told helga not to worry and that he wouldn't. "I hope not." 'It's not the right time for Arnold to now. I'm not ready for him to know. If I ever will be.' Helga thought, as she sighed. Phoebe drastically tried to get Helga to think of something else, by changing from subject to subject.