The Best of Friends
Helga was sitting in her bedroom after school, writing in her pink notebook....
My love, My darling
As I reflect on the tangled love I have for you
It is amazing how far we've come
Once enemies, now the best of friends
The one thing that has remained constant
Is my undying love for you...
She had to end on that note because she was suppose to be going to the movies with her 3 best friends: Arnold, her secret love, and Gerald and Phoebe who were now an item. So much had changed in the past few years. They were halfway through their sophomore year at high school. Helga had finally gotten over her bully phase and was now in her sarcastic but nice Daria-like phase. Her life was considerably better now. She and Arnold were the best of friends, her 16th birthday was in less than a month, and she was a shoe in for 1st place in the Annual Amateur Poets Contest. Things at home were still pretty much the same though. Big Bob still didn't know she existed and was still referring to her as "Olga," and Miriam was still a certifiable "Smoothie" junkie (even though there about 20% fruit and 80% booze in each one).
"Well, enough of that" Helga thought as she grabbed her jacket and ran out the door to meet up with her friends.
Arnold's POV
"Today is definitely the day!" Arnold thought out loud. "Today is the day I ask Helga G. Pataki if she'll be my girlfriend."
Arnold had been secretly harboring feelings for Helga ever since their 8th grade year, but he was almost certain that to her they were just friends. "What am I thinking," Arnold sadly stated. "She laugh in my face." But he knew that deep down he couldn't live with the tension anymore.
"Well guy," he thought, "whatever you decided to do it's doesn't matter now." It's time to go.
"Bye Grandpa" Arnold yelled as he ran out the front door.
30 min. Later . . ..
"Hey Guys what's up?" Arnold enthusiastically asked his two friends Gerald and Phoebe as he arrived at the Movie Theater. Of course they didn't hear him though, they were too busy locked in a passionate embrace.
"Geez, will someone rent these two a room" Helga stated as she approached her three friends.
"Hey Helga, how's your day been" Arnold asked, trying to ignore the fact that Gerald and Phoebe were still kissing.
"You know, the same old- same old. Big Bob and Miriam still getting on my nerves." Helga stated with a misty look in her eyes. "Hey what movie are we seeing anyways?"
"Oh, excuse our deplorable manners, Arnold and Helga. We did not mean become inattentive so easily." Stated Phoebe, in a flushed and heated tone.
"Whatever, Pheebs" Helga stated, to Arnold's bewilderment blushing slightly. "Let's just go inside and see the movie."
Inside the theater....
"They're never gonna stop kissing are they." Arnold asked in a whisper to Helga.
"What's the matter Football Head? Jealous Much?" Helga said in a haughty tone, then immediately wished she had kept her mouth shut.
"No, No I- I just, well maybe a little" Arnold said trying to ease closer to Helga.
"Do you mind my taking the armrest," Helga asked trying to change the subject.
"No, of course not Helga, but my arm is hurting a bit" Arnold stated carefully easing his arm behind Helga neck. "Do you mind if I stretch it out a bit?" Arnold asked while silently praying and blushing awfully.
"No, No of course not. Just don't get to mushy on me football head" Helga stated with a definite smile in her voice.
Helga was sitting in her bedroom after school, writing in her pink notebook....
My love, My darling
As I reflect on the tangled love I have for you
It is amazing how far we've come
Once enemies, now the best of friends
The one thing that has remained constant
Is my undying love for you...
She had to end on that note because she was suppose to be going to the movies with her 3 best friends: Arnold, her secret love, and Gerald and Phoebe who were now an item. So much had changed in the past few years. They were halfway through their sophomore year at high school. Helga had finally gotten over her bully phase and was now in her sarcastic but nice Daria-like phase. Her life was considerably better now. She and Arnold were the best of friends, her 16th birthday was in less than a month, and she was a shoe in for 1st place in the Annual Amateur Poets Contest. Things at home were still pretty much the same though. Big Bob still didn't know she existed and was still referring to her as "Olga," and Miriam was still a certifiable "Smoothie" junkie (even though there about 20% fruit and 80% booze in each one).
"Well, enough of that" Helga thought as she grabbed her jacket and ran out the door to meet up with her friends.
Arnold's POV
"Today is definitely the day!" Arnold thought out loud. "Today is the day I ask Helga G. Pataki if she'll be my girlfriend."
Arnold had been secretly harboring feelings for Helga ever since their 8th grade year, but he was almost certain that to her they were just friends. "What am I thinking," Arnold sadly stated. "She laugh in my face." But he knew that deep down he couldn't live with the tension anymore.
"Well guy," he thought, "whatever you decided to do it's doesn't matter now." It's time to go.
"Bye Grandpa" Arnold yelled as he ran out the front door.
30 min. Later . . ..
"Hey Guys what's up?" Arnold enthusiastically asked his two friends Gerald and Phoebe as he arrived at the Movie Theater. Of course they didn't hear him though, they were too busy locked in a passionate embrace.
"Geez, will someone rent these two a room" Helga stated as she approached her three friends.
"Hey Helga, how's your day been" Arnold asked, trying to ignore the fact that Gerald and Phoebe were still kissing.
"You know, the same old- same old. Big Bob and Miriam still getting on my nerves." Helga stated with a misty look in her eyes. "Hey what movie are we seeing anyways?"
"Oh, excuse our deplorable manners, Arnold and Helga. We did not mean become inattentive so easily." Stated Phoebe, in a flushed and heated tone.
"Whatever, Pheebs" Helga stated, to Arnold's bewilderment blushing slightly. "Let's just go inside and see the movie."
Inside the theater....
"They're never gonna stop kissing are they." Arnold asked in a whisper to Helga.
"What's the matter Football Head? Jealous Much?" Helga said in a haughty tone, then immediately wished she had kept her mouth shut.
"No, No I- I just, well maybe a little" Arnold said trying to ease closer to Helga.
"Do you mind my taking the armrest," Helga asked trying to change the subject.
"No, of course not Helga, but my arm is hurting a bit" Arnold stated carefully easing his arm behind Helga neck. "Do you mind if I stretch it out a bit?" Arnold asked while silently praying and blushing awfully.
"No, No of course not. Just don't get to mushy on me football head" Helga stated with a definite smile in her voice.