Okay people, I'm well aware that one was short as well. If anyone has read
As You Like It, if you have any suggestions, I'd appreciate it. But for
now, on with the story. Also, I forgot to add something in the last
chapter, so that's gonna be the first thing here.
On Saturday, another FBI guy came, and he took the Pataki family to a beauty parlor type place. They were all led to different rooms. Woman came out, and said to Helga,
"I am Chloe. I will be transforming you into a whole new person." She looked at Helga for a minute or so and said,
"Yes, I think brown will be best. And short. And that eyebrow will have to go. Well, lets get started!" Helga was completely dreading this, but she wasn't in any mind to start a fight with a guy who looked like Jim's clone.
At the end of about two hours, Chloe spun Helgas chair around, and Helga almost had a heart attack. Her hair was cropped short, it was brown, and looked a hell of a lot better than it did before. Her eyebrows (note the plural) had a good shape, and Helga, while in shock, actually liked the way she looked.
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Phoebe soon figured out by searching recent news events, a major competitor of Big Bob's had been shut down by Big Bob himself. Realizing at once that this had something to do with it, she then searched the city's community records by the address she had written down. She found out that a Bill and Martha Patterson had bought the house. Phoebe soon put two and two together and figured out what had happened. She realized that tomorrow was Saturday, and she wouldn't see Arnold at school, so she sent him an email to meet her at the park.
* * * * * * * * Helgas POV * * * * * * * * * * *
Helga got on the bus, and slid into one o the empty seats. She was completely dreading this day. She would have to make friends with people she had never met before, and since it was her senior year, she would only have them for a year. She was also very self conscious about her new look, even though Olga and Chloe had assured her it was wonderful. A young man about Helga's age smiled at her from across the aisle. She glared at him.
"What." She said crossly. He still smiled and he moved to sit next to Helga.
"Hi. I'm Will. What's your name?"
"Why do you care?"
"I want to know. You look like a nice person."
"Whatever. You obviously don't know me."
"I'd like to."
"Good luck."
"Thanks. You know, I haven't seen you around here before."
"That's because I haven't been around here before." He laughed.
"Okay. So, are you going to tell me your name, or do I have to play detective to find out."
"I'll save you the trouble. It's Haley."
"Haley." He murmured to himself. "You know", he said to her, "Since you're new, maybe I could help you find you're classes and stuff."
"Fine. If it means that much to you, fine."
"You know, most girls would love for a guy to come and make an offer like this."
"Well, I'm not most girls, am I?"
"No, you're certainly not." The bus stopped in front of the school. Will got off the bus and waited for Helga. She followed him inside the school to a room with a door labeled 'Scheduling Office'. All through her walk with him down the hall, it seemed as if about one hundred people had said 'hi' to Will in the hall. "Great.' Helga thought. "He must be popular. And so will I if I'm his friend. Just what I need. Five hundred people prying into my life." They went into the office, and an old woman said,
"What do you need dearies?"
"I need my class schedule. I'm a new student, Haley Patterson."
"Ah, yes. Just a moment." She ruffled through some papers until she found the one she was looking for.
'I am pretty sure that these are the classes you specified this weekend. If you need any other help, please come back." They left.
"Whose your homeroom teacher?" Will asked.
"Matheson."
"Oh, that's just down the hall from mine. I'll escort you there."
"Alright." He led her to he room and promised to meet her there when homeroom let out. Helga walked into the room. "Matheson" was an old man, and when she came in, he said,
"And who might you be?"
"Haley Patterson. I'm a new student."
"Oh, how special. Please sit down here in front. In a few minutes maybe we'll have you come up and say something about yourself."
"How special." She muttered. "Another Simmons."
She sat down between two girls, each of who looked at her.
"What?" One of them, a blonde in a miniskirt said,
"I'm Erica. She's Maddie. If you stick with us, we can tell you who's cool to hang out with."
'Wow, that's really nice." Helga stared straight ahead of her and the girls finally went back to whatever they were doing. After a few moments of listening to announcements, Mr. Matheson motioned for Helga to stand up.
'So, Haley, tell us about yourself." Helga shoved her hands in her pockets and said,
"I'm from Cali. I like to write. I don't like people who think that think they're better than everyone", this comment was directed to Erica and Maddie. " I also don't like it when other people try and get into your business, so stay out of mine. And that was my 'special' commentary." The class was silent.
"Well," said Mr. Matheson, "that was, um, special."
On Saturday, another FBI guy came, and he took the Pataki family to a beauty parlor type place. They were all led to different rooms. Woman came out, and said to Helga,
"I am Chloe. I will be transforming you into a whole new person." She looked at Helga for a minute or so and said,
"Yes, I think brown will be best. And short. And that eyebrow will have to go. Well, lets get started!" Helga was completely dreading this, but she wasn't in any mind to start a fight with a guy who looked like Jim's clone.
At the end of about two hours, Chloe spun Helgas chair around, and Helga almost had a heart attack. Her hair was cropped short, it was brown, and looked a hell of a lot better than it did before. Her eyebrows (note the plural) had a good shape, and Helga, while in shock, actually liked the way she looked.
* * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * *
Phoebe soon figured out by searching recent news events, a major competitor of Big Bob's had been shut down by Big Bob himself. Realizing at once that this had something to do with it, she then searched the city's community records by the address she had written down. She found out that a Bill and Martha Patterson had bought the house. Phoebe soon put two and two together and figured out what had happened. She realized that tomorrow was Saturday, and she wouldn't see Arnold at school, so she sent him an email to meet her at the park.
* * * * * * * * Helgas POV * * * * * * * * * * *
Helga got on the bus, and slid into one o the empty seats. She was completely dreading this day. She would have to make friends with people she had never met before, and since it was her senior year, she would only have them for a year. She was also very self conscious about her new look, even though Olga and Chloe had assured her it was wonderful. A young man about Helga's age smiled at her from across the aisle. She glared at him.
"What." She said crossly. He still smiled and he moved to sit next to Helga.
"Hi. I'm Will. What's your name?"
"Why do you care?"
"I want to know. You look like a nice person."
"Whatever. You obviously don't know me."
"I'd like to."
"Good luck."
"Thanks. You know, I haven't seen you around here before."
"That's because I haven't been around here before." He laughed.
"Okay. So, are you going to tell me your name, or do I have to play detective to find out."
"I'll save you the trouble. It's Haley."
"Haley." He murmured to himself. "You know", he said to her, "Since you're new, maybe I could help you find you're classes and stuff."
"Fine. If it means that much to you, fine."
"You know, most girls would love for a guy to come and make an offer like this."
"Well, I'm not most girls, am I?"
"No, you're certainly not." The bus stopped in front of the school. Will got off the bus and waited for Helga. She followed him inside the school to a room with a door labeled 'Scheduling Office'. All through her walk with him down the hall, it seemed as if about one hundred people had said 'hi' to Will in the hall. "Great.' Helga thought. "He must be popular. And so will I if I'm his friend. Just what I need. Five hundred people prying into my life." They went into the office, and an old woman said,
"What do you need dearies?"
"I need my class schedule. I'm a new student, Haley Patterson."
"Ah, yes. Just a moment." She ruffled through some papers until she found the one she was looking for.
'I am pretty sure that these are the classes you specified this weekend. If you need any other help, please come back." They left.
"Whose your homeroom teacher?" Will asked.
"Matheson."
"Oh, that's just down the hall from mine. I'll escort you there."
"Alright." He led her to he room and promised to meet her there when homeroom let out. Helga walked into the room. "Matheson" was an old man, and when she came in, he said,
"And who might you be?"
"Haley Patterson. I'm a new student."
"Oh, how special. Please sit down here in front. In a few minutes maybe we'll have you come up and say something about yourself."
"How special." She muttered. "Another Simmons."
She sat down between two girls, each of who looked at her.
"What?" One of them, a blonde in a miniskirt said,
"I'm Erica. She's Maddie. If you stick with us, we can tell you who's cool to hang out with."
'Wow, that's really nice." Helga stared straight ahead of her and the girls finally went back to whatever they were doing. After a few moments of listening to announcements, Mr. Matheson motioned for Helga to stand up.
'So, Haley, tell us about yourself." Helga shoved her hands in her pockets and said,
"I'm from Cali. I like to write. I don't like people who think that think they're better than everyone", this comment was directed to Erica and Maddie. " I also don't like it when other people try and get into your business, so stay out of mine. And that was my 'special' commentary." The class was silent.
"Well," said Mr. Matheson, "that was, um, special."