~I realized I didn't put a disclaimer of the first chapter...so here we go
I do not own any of the characters, catchphrases, places, or what-not of Hey Arnold…this all belongs to the creative genius of Craig Bartlett and etc. I do own this storyline, so don't take it, or I'll sue. Just kidding. ;)
I don't know if you've heard this, but I, Rhonda Wellington Lloyd, am not a sucker for romance.
In fact, I don't think I've really had a crush. Sure, I'm a natural flirt. I get that from my mother. But me? With a boyfriend? No thanks. That's more for girls like Lila and Sheena, who have so little time on their hands they just have to think about the opposite sex. Not me.
Then why was I pawning for Arnold? I haven't really seen him all summer. He was probably tan and looking mighty fine, as he did every year after summer vacation. But never before had my heart raced when I thought of him. What had brought this sudden burst of passion? How sincere was this feeling?
WHAT ON EARTH WAS GOING ON, ANYWAY?
I picked up the phone and called Phoebe, my other best friend. Phoebe had really been there for me when Nadine moved, and I really appreciated everything she'd done for me.
"Pheebs? It's me," I said as the meek voice I had grown to appreciate said hello.
"Oh hi Rhonda, what's going on?"
"I think I'm in love."
"Excuse me?"
I sighed and looked at the picture of my fifth grade party. I looked at Arnold and my heart fluttered. Yup, this was love.
"I think I like someone like someone," I rephrased, and I heard Phoebe cough politely.
"Well then, who is it?"
"Pheebs swear you won't tell!"
"Of course I won't Rhonda! You know me better than that!"
"And don't laugh either."
"Duh."
I sighed one more time and closed my eyes. "Arnold."
Phoebe came right over. She was feeling quite torn, because she said she knew someone else who kind of liked Arnold too. When I asked her who, she of course said she was sworn to secrecy, and she wouldn't tell me her secret, just like she wouldn't tell anyone else mine.
We went up to my room and sat on my bed. We were quiet for a minute, when Phoebe sighed.
"Well, how are you going to do it?"
"Do what?" I asked, and looked at the clock. It was almost eight. Twelve more hours and I'd see Arnold for the first time as him being my crush…
"Get with Arnold, of course. I mean, you want to be his girlfriend don't you?" she said, and smiled. She cracked me up on how great a love doctor she was, considering the only crush she'd ever had is on Gerald, and they weren't even an item.
"I guess I do. I mean, of course. I mean, gosh I'm not sure," I said and stuffed my face with a pillow. Phoebe laughed a little, then took the pillow away from me.
"Rhonda, do you want him or not?"
"Yes! I want Arnold!" I shouted.
We stared at each other, shocked at my sudden burst, then started laughing our heads off.
To be young and in love with a football head.
~sorry if things are starting out a little slowly, but they'll speed up I promise! Please review and KEEP READING!!~
I do not own any of the characters, catchphrases, places, or what-not of Hey Arnold…this all belongs to the creative genius of Craig Bartlett and etc. I do own this storyline, so don't take it, or I'll sue. Just kidding. ;)
I don't know if you've heard this, but I, Rhonda Wellington Lloyd, am not a sucker for romance.
In fact, I don't think I've really had a crush. Sure, I'm a natural flirt. I get that from my mother. But me? With a boyfriend? No thanks. That's more for girls like Lila and Sheena, who have so little time on their hands they just have to think about the opposite sex. Not me.
Then why was I pawning for Arnold? I haven't really seen him all summer. He was probably tan and looking mighty fine, as he did every year after summer vacation. But never before had my heart raced when I thought of him. What had brought this sudden burst of passion? How sincere was this feeling?
WHAT ON EARTH WAS GOING ON, ANYWAY?
I picked up the phone and called Phoebe, my other best friend. Phoebe had really been there for me when Nadine moved, and I really appreciated everything she'd done for me.
"Pheebs? It's me," I said as the meek voice I had grown to appreciate said hello.
"Oh hi Rhonda, what's going on?"
"I think I'm in love."
"Excuse me?"
I sighed and looked at the picture of my fifth grade party. I looked at Arnold and my heart fluttered. Yup, this was love.
"I think I like someone like someone," I rephrased, and I heard Phoebe cough politely.
"Well then, who is it?"
"Pheebs swear you won't tell!"
"Of course I won't Rhonda! You know me better than that!"
"And don't laugh either."
"Duh."
I sighed one more time and closed my eyes. "Arnold."
Phoebe came right over. She was feeling quite torn, because she said she knew someone else who kind of liked Arnold too. When I asked her who, she of course said she was sworn to secrecy, and she wouldn't tell me her secret, just like she wouldn't tell anyone else mine.
We went up to my room and sat on my bed. We were quiet for a minute, when Phoebe sighed.
"Well, how are you going to do it?"
"Do what?" I asked, and looked at the clock. It was almost eight. Twelve more hours and I'd see Arnold for the first time as him being my crush…
"Get with Arnold, of course. I mean, you want to be his girlfriend don't you?" she said, and smiled. She cracked me up on how great a love doctor she was, considering the only crush she'd ever had is on Gerald, and they weren't even an item.
"I guess I do. I mean, of course. I mean, gosh I'm not sure," I said and stuffed my face with a pillow. Phoebe laughed a little, then took the pillow away from me.
"Rhonda, do you want him or not?"
"Yes! I want Arnold!" I shouted.
We stared at each other, shocked at my sudden burst, then started laughing our heads off.
To be young and in love with a football head.
~sorry if things are starting out a little slowly, but they'll speed up I promise! Please review and KEEP READING!!~