As Time Goes By
Hey everyone! This is an extremely small chapter, and I apologize for that. I just have a small case of writer's block and I have to figure everything through. So bear with me. And please R&R I would greatly appreciate it. Thanks!
Disclaimer: Hey Arnold! Belongs to Snee-Osh and Viacom…it's not mine. But, I'd be happy to buy it…let's see what do I have….Well, I have 135 dollars from my birthday, a record/8-track player, a beanie baby collection, 35 SNL/SCTV/Hey Arnold!/Tracey Takes On…/NewsRadio/Eddie Izzard/Dennis Miller Live/etc tapes, a nice book collection, Sony boombox…..
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Chapter 7: Moonlight and love songs, never out of date.
Arnold noticed the prying eyes and gossip-hungry stares, so he invited Helga out onto the balcony. They both sat comfortably on a black metal bench. It was a beautiful night, sky looked like a giant pearl with a thousand diamonds on a piece of black velvet.
They talked for at least 3 hours, basically the rest of the party. They talked about everything, spirituality, art, music, food, dance, jobs, old school memories etc. Everything they could think of, they talked about. Helga dropped her cover and felt comfortable talking, and Arnold was happy to listen. Arnold noticed out of the corner of his eye, Harold (Who apparently hadn't changed at all making "kissy" faces at the two.) Helga saw him and raised a fist. Harold wasn't about to dispute and went to the buffet table.
Helga was very confused as to why Harold would do this. Sure, in grade school anytime a boy and a girl sit together, that assumption is made. Harold could even be immature and think that way, but being adults…there had to be something there. Maybe not on his part, 'It has to be me.' Helga thought, 'Darn girl, you have to be less obvious…he might find out…' Helga went to to balcony rail. Arnold followed.
"Jeeze, why does everyone think that we're having some sort of 'romantic entanglement?'" Helga said while looking at the sky.
Arnold nervously scratched at his head.
"W-well, I don't see what's so wrong with that."
Helga looked like a deer in the headlights.
"What are you saying?" She asked.
"W-w-well…I just…I think…" Arnold stuttered as they slowly moved closer and closer together. Helga couldn't believe what was happening, it seemed too ridiculous to continue, but too good to stop. She was on 'auto-pilot.' Soon their faces were just millimeters away. Just then…
"HEY EVERYBODY LOOK! KODAK MOMENT!" Harold screamed. The couple looked at Harold, both now looking like two deer in the car headlights.