Chapter 7

I own nothing in this story, except the bad plot line and the poor grammar. So Hey Arnold belongs to Nick and all those evil assholes, which won't play Hey Arnold as much as the play all those retarded shows damn it. Sorry getting bitter Helga mode.

Okay, so the first day is finally over, hurray! But it seems it is going to be a little weird going to school tomorrow

Helga woke to the morning sun just breaking over the rim of the skylight and shinning down on her. She groaned and rolled over. Arnold smiling face was right there. She screamed and jumped out of the bed and into wall shelf behind her.

"Criminey Arnold!!!!! What the hell do you think you are doing?" Helga said rubbing her head. He laughed.

"I was going to wake you up, but you look so cute when you sleep, I didn't want to disturb you." Arnold said. Helga sighed.

"Well just to warn you I am not a morning person so just save the mushy stuff till I am fully awake." Helga mumbled. Arnold took this as good sound advice and reached into his pocket and pulled out her key. He had went down first thing in the morning to unlock everything and got it for her.

"Thanks.." Helga mumbled and made her way down the stairs. Arnold sighed, she really wasn't a morning person. He shook it off and went on to get ready.

Arnold normally took the bus to school seeing as he hadn't yet got his license and Gerald took forever getting ready in the morning. He thought maybe this morning Helga could give him a ride on her bike. It look like it might be able it fit an extra person. As he made his way down the stairs to find her hopefully eating breakfast, he heard the sound of a motorcycle taking off down the street. He ran down to the front door and saw through the small window Helga's bike ripping off down the street.

"Huh? She didn't even say goodbye……" Arnold said and slumped against the door. "Why would she just go?"

Grandpa walked into the hall holding the morning paper and took a look at Arnold on the floor leaning on the front door.

"Hey Arnold, what's the matter? You better get going before you miss the bus, getting kind of late." Grandpa said. Arnold sighed and started to get up. Grandpa looked him over and seemed to be examining something, it made Arnold kind of uneasy.

"Is something wrong Grandpa?" Arnold asked.

"You are having more girl troubles aren't ya shortman?" Grandpa said, Arnold's eyes bugged out.

"How did you know?" Arnold said. Grandpa laughed.

"Oh Arnold, I might be crazy as a hatter, but ain't blind. I saw you looking out the window at the new tenet. She's cute huh?" Grandpa said. " And her name sounds so familiar."

"Grandpa, that's Helga from PS118. You know the girl who always picked on me. Bob Pataiki's daughter." Arnold said, slinging his backpack over his shoulder.

"You mean that nasty looking girl with the one eyebrow?! That's her?! Well if that's not an ugly duckling story if I ever seen one." Grandpa said.

"Grandpa! She wasn't that bad back then. Anyways I better get on my way." Arnold said and made his way out the front door. Grandpa was left to ponder the mystery of Helga. Arnold got on the bus. He seated himself by the window near the back. Looking out it his neighborhood had changed. It had more apartments and a little corner market every few blocks. It seem to grow with Arnold, from the humble place to raise kids to a place where teenagers hung out on the street corners to all hours of the night. Not like crime or anything went up, it just wasn't the place where you would want your 8 year old to walk alone. He was pulling close to his stop at the High School and pulled the cord. The bus slowed and he step off into the waves of teens socializing and walking toward the school.

"Arnold?" a voice called. Arnold turned to see Gerald. He was hoping he didn't have to see him till third period when they had GYM together, but now was a good as time as ever.

"Hey Gerald, what's up?" Arnold said nervously. He knew he was going to be under interrogation soon. Gerald smiled.

"I should be asking you that! I mean, I am sorry for being rude and busting in like that, but you gotta tell me what's up with you two?" Gerald said and put his arm around his buddy. "Come on just whisper in my ear what happen."

"Well, it's not what it look like first off. Helga was just helping me with a problem." Arnold said. Gerald laughed.

"I can see when virginity is a problem." Gerald chuckled out. Arnold sighed.

"No, it all happened that Helga and I were hanging out and Lila knocked on the door. I didn't want to talk to her, so to get her to go away Helga got dressed up in only the sheet to make Lila think I moved on. Then I knocked Helga down when I went for the phone when you called and what you saw was me trying to cover her up." Arnold said. All of this was the truth, just left out key things like kissing and admitting love. Gerald looked at him for a second.

"So Helga stripped down to nothing to scare off Lila and there is nothing else?" Gerald said. Arnold nodded.

"Well then, I am going to have to have Helga and Lila over at my house then." Gerald said jokingly and Arnold laughed and nudged him off with an elbow to the gut playfully. Gerlad looked up. "Talking about lil' Miss Strip Tease, there she with Phoebe."

Arnold looked up on the front steps, there was Helga sure enough. Her hair in the same braid style as yesterday. This time wearing a pair of tight faded flares and a pink lacey vintage tank top. She had that kind of modern hippie look going on, very cute on her. Arnold's face formed that goofy smile and Gerald took notice.

"So man, did you see anything last night while she was pulling that stunt?" Gerald asked and Arnold got a nervous look on his face.

"What kind of question is that?" Arnold said and avoided eye contact.

"Well, the way you are looking at her it seems something else happened last night that you aren't telling me. You are getting the same smile I get when I see Phoebe the next day." Gerald said. Arnold sighed and admitted defeat. Keeping a secret from your best friend of 11 years is like trying to beat a lie-detector test.

"Okay okay. We kissed." Arnold said with a blush burning across his face.

"Alright, before or after what I saw?" Gerald asked.

"Both" Arnold said. He glanced at Helga. She was blushing as well and Phoebe seem to be laying the questions on her. At least he wasn't alone.

"Really now? And who's bed did she sleep in last night?" Gerald asked. Arnold chocked up.

"Mine, but not how you think. She got locked out of her room." Arnold said and looked Gerald right in the face, to make sure he knew it wasn't a lie.

"Don't you have a master key in the kitchen drawer? Remember we had to use it when Sid locked himself in the linen closet at the party that one time." Gerald said. Arnold froze up. He completely forgot about that last night. Gerald wouldn't believe that.

"I don't know what I was thinking Gerald. I mean, I don't want to go to fast or anything. But she is amazing. She always has been, she just needed to open up. She is so different then the other girls. She doesn't try to get my attention by the normal methods." Arnold said and stared at Helga.

"Ma, I thought you two were fooling around. It sounds to me you are in love." Gerald said. Arnold's eyes bugged out.

"I love Helga?" Arnold asked himself.

"Oh my gosh Helga? I can't believe you really took off your clothes like that, even for a stunt." Phoebe said and giggled. Helga huffed and started to walk into the school.

"I am going to go get a soda in the cafeteria, see ya." Helga said.

"Wait Helga. Arnold is right over there and has already appeared to have spotted you." Phoebe said. Helga turned a bit.

"Phoebe, I'll see him in history and I'll see you next in English." Helga walked away into the busy student flock. She didn't want to see Arnold right now.

'What is the matter with you? You finally have Arnold and you don't want to see him the next day. What is wrong with this picture?' Helga asked herself. The rest of the morning seem to fly by and soon she found herself in her seat in history, asking the same questions over and over in her head. She grunted and banged her head on the table.

"I am going to start to think you don't like me if you re banging your head every time I walk in. " Arnold voice broke her steady rhythm. She looked up. He had a nervous smile on his face. He sat down next to her.

"Maybe I just like giving myself a headache." Helga said sarcastically and avoided looking at him. Arnold laughed. This surprised her since she meant it to sound rude, not a joke. "What are you laughing at?"

"You." Arnold said. "It's just funny knowing now that you like me that every time you do this it's just your way of flirting." Helga's jaw dropped open.

"You think this is flirting?" Helga said intensely. Arnold's laughing stopped and he got a fear into him.

"Isn't it?" he asked. Helga rolled her eyes.

"Gawd, what goes through your head I will never know football head. If I was shooting a spitball at you or calling you names I would be flirting." Helga said, "But this is me actually in a bad mood."

"You called me Football Head." Arnold said with a smirk on his face. Helga turned to smack him for being a wiseass, but she couldn't help but start laughing.

"That's the problem with you Arnold, I can't get mad at you when you are being so damn nice and funny." Helga said. Arnold relaxed.

"So what was bugging you before?" Arnold asked. Helga sighed and took a breath.

"I am not really sure. I am kind of confused right now after last night and I am trying to work it out." Helga said.

"I know what you mean." Arnold said. Helga looked to him. "I mean, I really like you and I really like what happened. But I am unsure what to do from here. I don't know if we should start seeing each other just because of one night."

"Right……." Helga said. She felt some what torn, she felt it was moving a little fast for her just being back in for one day. But there was a strong attraction neither could deny. "What about two nights?"

"Huh?" Arnold questioned. Helga swallowed her fear and prepared her confident side to speak.

"Well, what I am trying to say here is what if something happens again tonight. Wouldn't you call that a sign or indication that something is between us?" Helga said. Arnold thought for a minute. For one night to get carried away would be one thing, but if a second day happened, then it wasn't just a miscalculation.

"I guess if something happened again then it would something we should try." Arnold said. Helga smiled.

"Okay then, I guess we will see." Helga said and they sat there silent the rest of the class, listening to the boring lecture. Arnold kept stealing looks out of the side of his eye at Helga.

'Should I try to make something happen? Or should I leave it to her. I mean she totally ditched me this morning, but then she wasn't much of a morning person. Gawd, why can't be getting a girlfriend ever be simple.' Arnold pondered. The bell finally rung to end the class.

"Hey Arnold?" Helga said as they walked to the door. Arnold turned.

"Yeah?" Arnold said. Helga looked uneasy, but continued.

"Wanna ride home on my bike?" Helga asked.

"Sure." Arnold said with a huge smile. He loved motorcycles. And Helga.

End of Chapter 7

Okay BONUS! My favorite band Unwritten law has this song called "You're My Angel" and it reminds me of Helga's feeling for Arnold! So I thought I would end this chapter with the lyrics! I don't own these lyrics, Unwritten law does.

looking into your eyes
i see all i want to be
i don't want it to end
if i could only put to words the way
i see you
i only know i have an angel with me now

and when i fall asleep
you're all that i see
you're in my thoughts
and all of my prayers
i wish i could be
all that you mean to me

my angel without wings
my angel

i wish you could see
all that you mean me
but i can never find the words
to tell you

and when i fall asleep
you're all that i see
you're in my thoughts
and all of my prayers
i wish i could be
all that you mean to me
and when i fall asleep
you're all that i see
you're in my thoughts
and all of my prayers
i wish i could be
all that you mean to me
my angel without wings