Gray Days
Chapter 1: Arnold
"Hey Arnold!" Gerald called to his friend at the end of the hallway. "When are you finely going to ask Lila to the dance?"
"Uh, Gerald," Arnold said as he emptied his books from his backpack into his locker. "In case you haven't noticed, the dance isn't until two weeks!"
"Tell that to them." Gerald pointed into the direction of a huddle of guys. Arnold abandoned his backpack and locker to see what was the commotion. Arnold saw Lila in a new dress, and guys were goggling over her.
"That's a really nice dress you got on there, Lila," He heard Stinky say.
"Why, you are all ever so nice." Lila replied. Her cheeks went pink.
Arnold was furious. How could they do this to me? He thought. Everyone knows I like Lila!
He was just about to march over there and tell who's who when he saw movement at the corner of his eye. A blur ran away from a spot were his locker was, but it was closed! He was sure he left it open. Gerald? No, he left to go see Phoebe about some project they had. He thought about it. Who was it?
He decided to put it off. Lila was gone, along with her mob of followers. He undid his locker combo, 9-22-16. Click! He opened his locker and---- There was a gray trapper keeper he didn't put there. He opened the trapper and he saw. . .a envelope with his name encircled by bright red lace! He opened the envelope and found a note that read,
My Dearest Arnold,
I wish to go to the dance with you, but I cannot ask you in person. I wish to see you in two months from now, in Mr. Green's meat shop. Maybe we can go for ice cream afterwards.
With my greatest Love,
Your Secret Admirer
P.S.
To send a reply, simply put it in the gray trapper keeper provided and put it in the lost and found. Please, keep in touch.
Arnold knew what to do. After school, he went straight to Gerald.
"Was it from Lila? Maybe one of her friends put in there?" Arnold suggested.
"No, probably not, because she doesn't have any friends that are girls, and the rest wouldn't do it because they want to go to the dance with her, but it could be!" Gerald said.
"How will I ever find out her name? And what does she mean by, 'and keep in touch?'"
"I think she wants to be 'pen pals', but anonymous ones." Gerald said. "And why don't you just ask her name, what's the worst she can do? Say 'no?'"
"I guess so."
Arnold wrote a note back, basically asking her name.
Arnold was in A2 (Homeroom) when he finished and heard,
"Hey, Football Head!" Arnold sighed, Helga. "That trapper isn't yours, unless I am mistaken. So, give it here, and I'll take it to the lost and found, or you will have to find your head in the lost and found!"
Arnold, reluctantly, gave the trapper to her. It was lost. But Maybe, Helga was really telling the truth. It seemed to much to hope.
But, the next day, Arnold found the trapper in the lost and found. "She did it!" He said to no one.
Arnold looked in and found not exactly what he excepted.
Dear Arnold,
I, like before, cannot tell you who I am. But, I will give you some hints.
1. I am not what you expect I am.
2. Figure out the code to figure out my name
IFMHB
Arnold was a little bit ticked, but that was all. He found some paper and put;
Dear _______,
I cannot figure out the puzzle you gave me. Please tell me your name! I will go with you if you tell me that! And, sure, I will keep in touch. The girl that I was originally going to ask has guys flipping over backwards for her, so I can wait.
From,
Arnold
Arnold looked at the letter pleased. He put it in the gray trapper keeper and then, the lost and found.
Chapter 1: Arnold
"Hey Arnold!" Gerald called to his friend at the end of the hallway. "When are you finely going to ask Lila to the dance?"
"Uh, Gerald," Arnold said as he emptied his books from his backpack into his locker. "In case you haven't noticed, the dance isn't until two weeks!"
"Tell that to them." Gerald pointed into the direction of a huddle of guys. Arnold abandoned his backpack and locker to see what was the commotion. Arnold saw Lila in a new dress, and guys were goggling over her.
"That's a really nice dress you got on there, Lila," He heard Stinky say.
"Why, you are all ever so nice." Lila replied. Her cheeks went pink.
Arnold was furious. How could they do this to me? He thought. Everyone knows I like Lila!
He was just about to march over there and tell who's who when he saw movement at the corner of his eye. A blur ran away from a spot were his locker was, but it was closed! He was sure he left it open. Gerald? No, he left to go see Phoebe about some project they had. He thought about it. Who was it?
He decided to put it off. Lila was gone, along with her mob of followers. He undid his locker combo, 9-22-16. Click! He opened his locker and---- There was a gray trapper keeper he didn't put there. He opened the trapper and he saw. . .a envelope with his name encircled by bright red lace! He opened the envelope and found a note that read,
My Dearest Arnold,
I wish to go to the dance with you, but I cannot ask you in person. I wish to see you in two months from now, in Mr. Green's meat shop. Maybe we can go for ice cream afterwards.
With my greatest Love,
Your Secret Admirer
P.S.
To send a reply, simply put it in the gray trapper keeper provided and put it in the lost and found. Please, keep in touch.
Arnold knew what to do. After school, he went straight to Gerald.
"Was it from Lila? Maybe one of her friends put in there?" Arnold suggested.
"No, probably not, because she doesn't have any friends that are girls, and the rest wouldn't do it because they want to go to the dance with her, but it could be!" Gerald said.
"How will I ever find out her name? And what does she mean by, 'and keep in touch?'"
"I think she wants to be 'pen pals', but anonymous ones." Gerald said. "And why don't you just ask her name, what's the worst she can do? Say 'no?'"
"I guess so."
Arnold wrote a note back, basically asking her name.
Arnold was in A2 (Homeroom) when he finished and heard,
"Hey, Football Head!" Arnold sighed, Helga. "That trapper isn't yours, unless I am mistaken. So, give it here, and I'll take it to the lost and found, or you will have to find your head in the lost and found!"
Arnold, reluctantly, gave the trapper to her. It was lost. But Maybe, Helga was really telling the truth. It seemed to much to hope.
But, the next day, Arnold found the trapper in the lost and found. "She did it!" He said to no one.
Arnold looked in and found not exactly what he excepted.
Dear Arnold,
I, like before, cannot tell you who I am. But, I will give you some hints.
1. I am not what you expect I am.
2. Figure out the code to figure out my name
IFMHB
Arnold was a little bit ticked, but that was all. He found some paper and put;
Dear _______,
I cannot figure out the puzzle you gave me. Please tell me your name! I will go with you if you tell me that! And, sure, I will keep in touch. The girl that I was originally going to ask has guys flipping over backwards for her, so I can wait.
From,
Arnold
Arnold looked at the letter pleased. He put it in the gray trapper keeper and then, the lost and found.