Untitled Helgs'a Debut

When Helga got home, some how everyone knew what she had done. "Oh, Helga we're so proud of you! I'm so glad you're going through with this." Olga had said.

"Gee, um..thanx, Olga." Helga wasn't used to having Olga, or anyone in her family being proud of her, so in a way, she kind of enjoyed it.

"I hope you win." said Olga. Helga gave her a confused look.

"What?? Win what??

"Didn't you know? Because of all the people they got, they decided to make it a singing contest. Kind of like a talent sow, except it's only singing." Olga said as a matter of fact. Helga went up to her room, and once she got there the phone rang. She laid on her bed and picked up the phone. It was Phoebe.

"So, Helga, are you going tonight?" said Phoebe. Helga began to turn red. She had just realized, not only were her family going to be there, but all her friends from school. Helga put a pillow over her face and gave no responce.

"Helga?" questioned Phoebe.

"Yes, Phoebe. I'm going." Helga didn't know what to say. "Oh, yeah, I'm going alright." Helga mumbled to herself.

"Well, you sound like you're being forced to go."

"I am." Helga mumbled again. Phoebe gave a strange look.

"Well, guess I'll see you there. I'll save you a seat."

"Don't bother Phoebe.....don't bother."

"Why not? Helga, are you mad at me?"

"No, Phoeb, it's not that. It's just..." Helga sighed. "You'll see." Helga and Phoebe hung up. Helga prayed that no one else she knew would go.

It was time to leave for the "talent show". As Helga got there, she pretended to look for Phoebe, but she was obviously really looking her Arnold. She saw Rhonda and Nadine there, but no one else she knew. She was asked to go backstage. She walked to see the list that was posted. She was singing #16. She wondered who was first. She rolled her eyes at herself, because it was obvious it was going to be Helena Polson. She turned around and saw Phoebe.

"Phoebe...uh...hi....hey! What are you doing backstage?" asked Helga.

"I wanted to get Helena's autograph. What are YOU doing back here, Helga?"

"Um....uh...same thing." Helga grinned. There was a pause. Helga sighed. "Alright, guess you're gonna find out soon anyway. I'm here....well, for the same reason Helena's here."

"Helga, I didn't know you sing." Phoebe said a bit surprised.

"Ha! Neither did I.....but you have to promise you won't tell anyone, well, until I actually go up there and reveal it to the world."

"Why are you so ashamed, Helga? Singing's a wonderful talent, which not too many people have."

"Yeah, yeah, yeah. Ok, I gotta get ready."

"Ok, Helga."

"Oh, and remember, Phoebe, NOT A WORD ABOUT THIS!"

"Forgetting." Phoebe walked back to her seat.

Helga watched each girl as they sang thinking why she was even there. She checked to see who to watch for so she knew when she was next. It was Lila. Helga looked around, but couldn't find Lila. Helga looked in the bathroom and heard Lila crying in one of the stals. She went in and asked what was wrong.

"Oh, Helga. I'm ever so shy. I can't go out there. I'm ever so sure they'll laugh at me."

"And why do you say that?" asked Helga.

"Well, I'm no Helena Polson. I've never sang in front of anyone before, but my parents made me come here, becuase they heard me singing in my bedroom once, though it wasn't me. In fact, it was this girl I got's tape from Brian, you know that - "

"Yeah, I know him.." Helga glared than turned back to Lila.."...Um, that girl that you heard? Did she sound something like this?" Helga began to sing a verse of "On My Own."

"Yes. Oh my gosh, Helga. You're voice it ever so beautiful. You're going to win. I'm ever so sure."

"Hee, yeah, thanx, Lila. Well, did you try to explain to your parents that it wasn't you?"

"Yes! But my father thinks I'm just the best at everything, he didn't think to question it."

"Ha! Sounds like an Olga story." Helga mumbled.

"Excuse me?"

"Nothing." Helga said. "Look, if I take your turn and your parents hear me sing, then they'll know it wasn't you. You shouldn't be forced to sing if you don't want to."

"Gosh, that's ever so nice of you, Helga. I hope it works, but what will we tell the judges. They'll think you're me."

"So, we'll just tell them you can't sing tonight, because you caught larengidis, and we'll skip over you and on to me. No sweat."

"Thanx, Helga. You can be just ever so sweet."

"Yeah, No problem, BUT if word gets out, I'll have to kill you 'til you're dead....I mean, I DO have a reputaion to maintain here."

"Oh, I understand. Not a word." Lila walked out of the bathroom. Helga walked over to the mirror.

"Well, Helga, old girl, now it's official. You REALLY hafta do this."

Helga walked out and heard someone on a mic say, "And now...she's wacky, she's tacky, give a round of applause for Helga Potaki!" Helga ran to the stage. Everyone that knew her came to a dead, surprised silence. Helga walked out on stage and up to the mic. Everyone was so attentive; some confused. Helga took a deep breath and waited for the music. As the music started, Helga closed her eyes, thought about Arnold, opened them and saw him sitting with Gerald. This got Helga really nervous. She thought about her dream and how she and Arnold were together. She watched the whole dream replay in her head as she sang, hoping she'd forget about who was watching her.

When she was making her big finish she looked around and saw that all of her friends were giving her a look she never got before. They were proud of her. Shocked, but proud. When she finished, her heart was racing, but she had to admit, she enjoyed it. As she was walking backstage, she heard Brian say, "Helena Polson, watch out, cuz we got Helga Potaki." Helga smiled, and for once in a long time, with pride.

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