Spring Break

Spring Break

By Crimeny!

Disclaimer: I do not have any ties with Hey Arnold! If I did, I'd be writing along side Craig Bartlett J

Chapter Two: Day One

May 3rd:

Dear Diary,

I'm having such a hard time keeping my eyes open, but I'll do my best to jot down this very entertaining day. I woke up late, naturally, and rushed to get to the docks. To say the least, I didn't look the greatest, but Brainy "liked the new hairdo." Go fig, lol. We raced to our rooms, Phoebes and I weren't too impressed with the accommodations. The room was done in a chocolate brown floral theme, the room smelled like mildew, and the pillows were as fluffy as bricks. But we both agreed that why would we "want" to spend time in here when we have a whole ship to discover.

Phoebe and I hit the deck and see our friends already having a great time. Gerald was trying to swoon the barmaid into giving him a Margarita, Stinky and Lila were holding hands soaking up the rays by the poolside, Iggy and Maria were lathering each other up with tan accelerator, and the most interesting of all, Eugene and Sheena. Get this, they were at the front of the ship doing that Titanic thing. Eugene yelled he was the king of the world, except Sheena was behind him. As always those two drama queens were quite a sight. Eugene slipped on the railing in which he was standing on and fell in the ocean. He hit his head on the way down and was rendered unconscious. Everyone started panicking and Arnold (who else) jumped in after him. Gerald threw a life preserver down and we all pulled them to safety. Eugene and Arnold are both fine, a little shook up, but fine.

Ooh, Arnold, so gallant, so daring. The boy would risk his own life to save those he loves. His heart beats with such compassion, and yet, does any beat for me? No! Instead his heart pours out to the nice ones, to the pretty ones, to the popular ones, to the less unfortunate ones. Alas, I do not have a place in his large heart. Instead, I am a bad memory scorched into his soul. He would never love me. Never. If only I had shown him long ago how much I cared, maybe we wouldn't be enemies like we are today. If only Brainy had HALF the personality and compassion that Arnold shows, my heart would beat true forever to him. But woe, he wheezes and says one-word phrases. Emotionally void and without passion and drive, nothing that I feel Arnold or I to be.

Later on this evening, we all met for dinner. I had the (gross) opportunity to watch Gerald and Phoebe feed each other, since at our table sat Gerald, Phoebe, Brainy, and I. Rhonda and Lorenzo had their own private boot right next to the entertainment and would sit and toast each other their virgin strawberry daiquiris. I looked around me and saw love. Everyone was happy, even Brainy, but I wasn't. I knew deep down I didn't love him, but with Phoebe with Gerald I am lonely. Horribly alone. He was the only person who followed me around as much as she did. He makes a good friend. He doesn't talk much, so you can tell him anything; however, he is eerie in the fact that he never tells me anything, except he loves me. Everyone meets on the dance floor and Brainy asks me to dance. We were slow dancing and I look over at Arnold, alone! He was sitting at his table watching everyone dance. Oh Helga girl, you should go ask him to dance and repair a relationship so badly severed. But what would I say? I'm to yellow-bellied to do it. So Brainy and I clumsily danced the night away.

Phoebe and I laid in our beds and talked, more than we have in years. She kept confessing her love for Gerald, and if only they were older so they could marry. She told me about how both of them were accepted to Notre Dame. They both are going to take Biology as a major, and that after school they plan to marry, get a house, and raise a family. I was so happy for her, yet, so jealous. I had no clue what each day brought. I hate living sometimes because I don't know where I belong, Dr. Bliss tells me that I will find my way and that she knows it's with Arnold. I just need to mend our past. Perhaps she's right. I have over eighty books devoted to just him. I replaced my bubblegum shrine with a gorgeous clay one that looks just like him. I'm gaga about the boy, absolutely loopy. Just talking about him right now gives me chills that keeps me going, for one day we will be together.

Well diary, I am going to nod off. I have a great idea that may get Arnold to notice me, but what should I do about dear Brainy? Well, we'll see. The best part of my day: dreamland. This is where I can live the paradise I have often dreamed about for 15yrs. The place where fields are green, skies are blue, trees are as tall as skyscrapers, and the world is just a better place because we're in it together. Oooh. Goodnight my friend.