To Helga it was torture watching Torvald, the captain of the 9th grade football team, with Amanda, the captain of the 9th grade cheerleading squad. It was the tradition of the Bull Dogs for the two captains to play a game of sports twister at the pep-rallies.
Trina, a member of the Cheerleading squad, was spinning the spinier and calling out what it landed on. "Uh oh! I think this one would cause a collapse!" Everyone in the gym hooted knowing what that meant. "Okay, Torvald, put you right hand on the yellow pom-pom!"
As a joke, since the cheerleader's uniforms were yellow with blue letters, he grabbed her breast. "This one?" He asked with a sarcastic smirk. Amanda squealed mainly with delight. Then getting 'serious' Torvald put his hand on the only yellow pom-pom he saw the one to the far left.
That moved caused a collapse! The Torvald, loosing his balance fell on top of Amanda....
The aftermath of the collapse was a sexual position.
Everyone in the gym began hooting again.
Except for Helga, who just sat there.
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"Hey! Helga wait up!" Torvald pushed kids out of his path as he followed the blonde. "C'mon! Helga!"
Finally, he reached a clear path near the stairway of the second floor, which he could speed up to catch her arm, spinning her around violently. "Let me go!" She screamed, hitting her grasp.
"No! What the fuck if your fucking problem?" He hissed harshly at her.
"Nothing just let me go!" She hissed back. "You bastard!"
His grip tightened on her arm, and she felt herself being pushed back. His hand, which were once grasping her wrist, were gone. Having nothing to grab onto she clawed the air and fell backwards down the flight of stairs.
She could see for a spilt second Torvald standing at the top smirking.
All anyone could do was watch her fall which seemed to be forever until she finally hit the ground, her head making a sick THUD as it hit the tile.
"Helga!" Arnold, kind face was filled with panic as he ran to his old elementary 'friend.' He was standing near the bottom talking to Lilia, and saw the whole thing. "Someone call 9-1-1!" He knelled next to Helga checking wrist for a pulse.
There was one.
There was blood coming from her mouth and nose, her head was turned to the side. Too scared to move it, Arnold moved around to check her out.
It seemed like he was all alone until the teachers came running up the stairs and down them. "The EMS are coming." One of the English teachers said, pushing kids out of the way so the paramedics could come up the stairs.
Giving them room Arnold moved out of the way, doing so his eyes moved up to the top of the stairs to see Torvald, just standing there. Eyeing him, finality, he walked down the stairs, at the bottom he went into a 'panic,' calling her name.
"Helga! Oh my Gosh! Helga! Baby! Is she okay?"
Arnold watched as they put Helga unto the stretcher, and lifted her down the other flight of stairs. He moved to the window on the wall of the stairway, and watched them bring her outside and into the Ambulance.
Torvald got in with them.
~*~
Boarding House
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Arnold dragged his feet up the stairs to his room, flashes of the scene at school and the hospital going through his head.
*^*
All anyone could talk about at school was what happened. After school was dismissed, the group from PS 118 caught a bus to the hospital. "Arnold, you okay?" Jerald his old friend had asked, placing a hand on his back.
"He pushed her." He stated simply.
"What?"
"Torvald pushed Helga, I saw him."
"Man, are you ok? Torvald wouldn't do anything like that."
Sid, still looked the same his white shirt, leather jacket, green hat, and blue jeans, the only thing different was he no longer had his boots, but wore white tennis shoes, leaned forward in the chair to get a better look at Arnold. "Yea, you see how close they are? They are in love, dude."
"I was there..." he trailed off as she bus pulled up to the hospital.
*^*
Inside the nurse told them that Helga was in critical condition, and that they could not see her today.
On the way out, Arnold caught a glimpse of Torvald, talking...no flirting with a young nurse.
*
His head so filled with these thoughts, Arnold could not here as his grandpa called him. "Short man...Hey Short man!"
Snapping to his senses he turned and faced his guardian, his grandpa had aged a lot but we still very healthy "as a ox" the doctor always said. "What's up Grandpa?"
"Where were you after school?"
"Oh...we had to go to the hospital. A friend got hurt."
"Oh, I'm sorry Arnold. Are they ok?"
"I don't know Grandpa...I don't know."
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Trina, a member of the Cheerleading squad, was spinning the spinier and calling out what it landed on. "Uh oh! I think this one would cause a collapse!" Everyone in the gym hooted knowing what that meant. "Okay, Torvald, put you right hand on the yellow pom-pom!"
As a joke, since the cheerleader's uniforms were yellow with blue letters, he grabbed her breast. "This one?" He asked with a sarcastic smirk. Amanda squealed mainly with delight. Then getting 'serious' Torvald put his hand on the only yellow pom-pom he saw the one to the far left.
That moved caused a collapse! The Torvald, loosing his balance fell on top of Amanda....
The aftermath of the collapse was a sexual position.
Everyone in the gym began hooting again.
Except for Helga, who just sat there.
~*~
"Hey! Helga wait up!" Torvald pushed kids out of his path as he followed the blonde. "C'mon! Helga!"
Finally, he reached a clear path near the stairway of the second floor, which he could speed up to catch her arm, spinning her around violently. "Let me go!" She screamed, hitting her grasp.
"No! What the fuck if your fucking problem?" He hissed harshly at her.
"Nothing just let me go!" She hissed back. "You bastard!"
His grip tightened on her arm, and she felt herself being pushed back. His hand, which were once grasping her wrist, were gone. Having nothing to grab onto she clawed the air and fell backwards down the flight of stairs.
She could see for a spilt second Torvald standing at the top smirking.
All anyone could do was watch her fall which seemed to be forever until she finally hit the ground, her head making a sick THUD as it hit the tile.
"Helga!" Arnold, kind face was filled with panic as he ran to his old elementary 'friend.' He was standing near the bottom talking to Lilia, and saw the whole thing. "Someone call 9-1-1!" He knelled next to Helga checking wrist for a pulse.
There was one.
There was blood coming from her mouth and nose, her head was turned to the side. Too scared to move it, Arnold moved around to check her out.
It seemed like he was all alone until the teachers came running up the stairs and down them. "The EMS are coming." One of the English teachers said, pushing kids out of the way so the paramedics could come up the stairs.
Giving them room Arnold moved out of the way, doing so his eyes moved up to the top of the stairs to see Torvald, just standing there. Eyeing him, finality, he walked down the stairs, at the bottom he went into a 'panic,' calling her name.
"Helga! Oh my Gosh! Helga! Baby! Is she okay?"
Arnold watched as they put Helga unto the stretcher, and lifted her down the other flight of stairs. He moved to the window on the wall of the stairway, and watched them bring her outside and into the Ambulance.
Torvald got in with them.
~*~
Boarding House
*
Arnold dragged his feet up the stairs to his room, flashes of the scene at school and the hospital going through his head.
*^*
All anyone could talk about at school was what happened. After school was dismissed, the group from PS 118 caught a bus to the hospital. "Arnold, you okay?" Jerald his old friend had asked, placing a hand on his back.
"He pushed her." He stated simply.
"What?"
"Torvald pushed Helga, I saw him."
"Man, are you ok? Torvald wouldn't do anything like that."
Sid, still looked the same his white shirt, leather jacket, green hat, and blue jeans, the only thing different was he no longer had his boots, but wore white tennis shoes, leaned forward in the chair to get a better look at Arnold. "Yea, you see how close they are? They are in love, dude."
"I was there..." he trailed off as she bus pulled up to the hospital.
*^*
Inside the nurse told them that Helga was in critical condition, and that they could not see her today.
On the way out, Arnold caught a glimpse of Torvald, talking...no flirting with a young nurse.
*
His head so filled with these thoughts, Arnold could not here as his grandpa called him. "Short man...Hey Short man!"
Snapping to his senses he turned and faced his guardian, his grandpa had aged a lot but we still very healthy "as a ox" the doctor always said. "What's up Grandpa?"
"Where were you after school?"
"Oh...we had to go to the hospital. A friend got hurt."
"Oh, I'm sorry Arnold. Are they ok?"
"I don't know Grandpa...I don't know."
~*~*~
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