Later that Night
Helga was sitting with Phoebe, watching the people on the dance floor. She actually was enjoying herself. She hadn't told Arnold what she wanted to tell him yet, but the night was still young.
"Helga, I'm going to the restroom, ok?" Phoebe told her.
"Ok. See ya, Phoebes," Helga said after her.
As Phoebe left, she looked at the corner of her eye and saw Arnold, who was two tables away, staring at her.
Arnold couldn't help but watch the girl in the pink dress all night. She reminded him of someone, but he didn't know who. When he looked over to where she was sitting, he saw her sitting alone.
This is the perfect time to talk to her, Arnold thought to himself. He was about to get up when Gerald pulled him back to his seat.
"Where do you think your going?" Gerald asked.
"I'm going to go up to that girl in the pink dress," Arnold replied.
"Are you sure you want to do this?" Gerald asked giving him a weird look.
"Yes, Gerald. I have to talk to her," Arnold said. He was feeling a bit annoyed that Gerald has been trying to stop him. He already tried a couple of times already, but Gerald seemed to always hold him back.
"This is the perfect time," Arnold continued. "She's just sitting by herself."
Gerald finally gave up. He knew he had to let Arnold go; He just didn't want him to get disappointed. He remembered that time when Arnold found out that Ruth wasn't the person he expected to be, and that Lila didn't like-him-like-him, but it turned out that she liked his cousin weirdo instead.
"Ok, Arnold. Just don't get your hopes up too high," Gerald said.
"I won't." Arnold headed towards the girl in the pink dress, not knowing what was in store for him.
Helga was sitting with Phoebe, watching the people on the dance floor. She actually was enjoying herself. She hadn't told Arnold what she wanted to tell him yet, but the night was still young.
"Helga, I'm going to the restroom, ok?" Phoebe told her.
"Ok. See ya, Phoebes," Helga said after her.
As Phoebe left, she looked at the corner of her eye and saw Arnold, who was two tables away, staring at her.
Arnold couldn't help but watch the girl in the pink dress all night. She reminded him of someone, but he didn't know who. When he looked over to where she was sitting, he saw her sitting alone.
This is the perfect time to talk to her, Arnold thought to himself. He was about to get up when Gerald pulled him back to his seat.
"Where do you think your going?" Gerald asked.
"I'm going to go up to that girl in the pink dress," Arnold replied.
"Are you sure you want to do this?" Gerald asked giving him a weird look.
"Yes, Gerald. I have to talk to her," Arnold said. He was feeling a bit annoyed that Gerald has been trying to stop him. He already tried a couple of times already, but Gerald seemed to always hold him back.
"This is the perfect time," Arnold continued. "She's just sitting by herself."
Gerald finally gave up. He knew he had to let Arnold go; He just didn't want him to get disappointed. He remembered that time when Arnold found out that Ruth wasn't the person he expected to be, and that Lila didn't like-him-like-him, but it turned out that she liked his cousin weirdo instead.
"Ok, Arnold. Just don't get your hopes up too high," Gerald said.
"I won't." Arnold headed towards the girl in the pink dress, not knowing what was in store for him.