As Time Goes By
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~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~As Time
Goes By~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
Chapter 5: And When two
lovers woo, they still say "I Love You."
"While you were gone,
we were just catching up with each other." Nadine said cheerily informed
Helga.
"So,"
Rhonda said in a gossipy tone, "What are you doing now?" She asked
Helga.
"Oh this and that,
I've been doing a lot of acting. I just landed a commercial that aired on the
East Coast. I've also been doing some writing, and I just moved to an apartment
in Santa Monica."
"Oh, well we all
remember very well where your career started!" Sheena exclaimed.
"M-hm, remember Romeo
and Juliet? You were really amazing Helga, so real." Patty complimented.
"That kiss was pretty
fantastic too." Rhonda teased. Somehow Helga got the impression that even
though she thought girls parties would get better when she was older, she was
wrong. 'At least they're not bringing out the guacamole face paste.' Helga
thought to herself.
Helga smiled and threw a
pillow, "It's called acting, try it some time princess. You're just lucky
old Betsy is retired."
"Well it was very long."
Patty admitted
For once, Rhonda was a
good sport. Helga was very nervous.
"I was just waiting
for the Guinness World records people to put you in the book." Nadine
joked.
"Well, who's your
'current' Romeo?" Rhonda asked ready for some fresh gossip.
"There is no
'Romeo.'" Helga muttered.
"No other guy?
Married? Dating?" Helga nodded no.
"My goodness!"
Rhonda exclaimed, "Your transformation since middle school has been
incredible!" None of the girls really wanted to admit how wonderful she
looked, with the small bit of envy they all had.
Phoebe could instinctively
tell that Helga was getting uncomfortable, that and the fact that her napkin
was tied in 100 knots, she decided to quickly change the subject, "Well
Rhonda, I see you have the latest Spumoni go-go boots."
Luckily, that was enough
to get the subject changed into a major debate about Rhonda's latest. Helga
winked a 'thank you' to Phoebe.
A movie was watched, some
romantic comedy. Luckily, this was a good one. Helga had a soft spot for these
movies, but of course wasn't going to tell anyone. Although she found it
painful to watch, the romantic scenes had a bitter sting with the idea of what
she would never have.
The credits were rolling
when there was a knock at the door, Phoebe promptly got up and instructed the
women, "All right, it looks like the room is ready to go, if you will
please follow me."
The men were watching a
football game when there was a knock at the door.
"All right gentlemen,
lets go." Gerald said. The group left the room to find a dance floor setup
in the middle of the room, along with a full jazz band. Arnold was the last
out, eating from a small bowl of chips in his hands. He saw Helga enter from
the other side of the room; the bowl of chips fell smack to the floor. Luckily,
this bowl was plastic. Gerald helped Arnold pick it up, he looked slyly at
Arnold, "Got distracted butterfingers?" Arnold was shocked, did he…?
"Sorry about Lila man."
The band started to play,
and figuring it was his last chance, he asked Lila to dance with him. She
graciously accepted. They began to dance on the floor to an upbeat old Spumoni
number. To Arnold's chagrin all that Lila would incessantly talk about was her
fiancée. Even though he had an IQ of a potato, Lila was certainly smitten. I
repeat again, boy does Lila know how to pick 'em… Of course, Lila was enjoying
rubbing it in, just a little bit. Arnold looked sick. Although, he did have a
lovely red distraction. Phoebe whispered something to her husband. He looked
kind of shocked, but then he seemed to take it in, "Gotcha." He said,
kissing his wife on the cheek.
Helga was sitting in a
plush chair, watching Lila with Arnold on the dance floor. She was green with
envy and red with anger. Too bad it wasn't Christmas. Suddenly she felt a tap
on her shoulder.
"May I have this
dance?"
"Why of course,
Ar-Gerald. Whatever floats your boat." Helga got caught up in a daydream,
something that hadn't happened in along time.
Gerald took her to the
floor, they caught up on each others lives, then :::wham!::::
