Ye Olde Disclaimer:
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. ;)
Once I realized I liked Arnold, I wasn't quite sure to do. Did I call him? No, way too obvious? Sit next to him on the bus tomorrow to school? Maybe, but that could be moving too quickly.
When I woke up I put on my new outfit. I looked rather stunning, as my mother complimented as I sat down at the breakfast table. My parents have such high expectations of me. Look great, perfect grades, dazzling personality…you know, the whole "perfect daughter" bit. They haven't quite come to realize that I'm not perfect. I think I haven't quite come to realize that I'm not perfect.
"Are you nervous, pumpkin?" Dad asked as I sipped the fresh orange juice.
"Not really," I lied, and fumbled with my napkin. Should I tell them about Arnold? Nah, parents don't want to know about that kind of stuff.
"Oh alright. Well cheers darling, to a great new year," my mother said as we all raised our glasses in the air.
I sat at the bus stop for what seemed like a century. When it finally came, I could feel my heart skip a beat. I gulped and got on the bus to meet my new found love.
I showed the driver my pass and took a deep sigh. I saw Phoebe wave at me, so I neared towards her.
"Hey Rhonda."
I stopped dead in my tracks. I looked behind me to see a gorgeous Arnold looking at me, gently smiling. "Oh, hi Arnold. Did you have a nice summer?"
"It was okay."
I smiled a little and walked towards Phoebe. I plopped down and glared at her. "Did you tell him or something?"
"No way! He's totally on his own."
I looked at the cornflower hair of my crush, and sighed. He was tan, just like I had thought, and was looking awfully cute. His voice had changed a bit over the summer as well, and it was dreamy. The thought of him just made me smile.
When we got to school, I remembered about how important this day actually was. This was junior high. I was going to meet so many new people, and all those new teachers…I gulped and walked up the huge steps.
~ahhh I know it's a short chapter…but don't worry…next time it'll be longer!! Thanks for all the nice reviews!!~
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. ;)
Once I realized I liked Arnold, I wasn't quite sure to do. Did I call him? No, way too obvious? Sit next to him on the bus tomorrow to school? Maybe, but that could be moving too quickly.
When I woke up I put on my new outfit. I looked rather stunning, as my mother complimented as I sat down at the breakfast table. My parents have such high expectations of me. Look great, perfect grades, dazzling personality…you know, the whole "perfect daughter" bit. They haven't quite come to realize that I'm not perfect. I think I haven't quite come to realize that I'm not perfect.
"Are you nervous, pumpkin?" Dad asked as I sipped the fresh orange juice.
"Not really," I lied, and fumbled with my napkin. Should I tell them about Arnold? Nah, parents don't want to know about that kind of stuff.
"Oh alright. Well cheers darling, to a great new year," my mother said as we all raised our glasses in the air.
I sat at the bus stop for what seemed like a century. When it finally came, I could feel my heart skip a beat. I gulped and got on the bus to meet my new found love.
I showed the driver my pass and took a deep sigh. I saw Phoebe wave at me, so I neared towards her.
"Hey Rhonda."
I stopped dead in my tracks. I looked behind me to see a gorgeous Arnold looking at me, gently smiling. "Oh, hi Arnold. Did you have a nice summer?"
"It was okay."
I smiled a little and walked towards Phoebe. I plopped down and glared at her. "Did you tell him or something?"
"No way! He's totally on his own."
I looked at the cornflower hair of my crush, and sighed. He was tan, just like I had thought, and was looking awfully cute. His voice had changed a bit over the summer as well, and it was dreamy. The thought of him just made me smile.
When we got to school, I remembered about how important this day actually was. This was junior high. I was going to meet so many new people, and all those new teachers…I gulped and walked up the huge steps.
~ahhh I know it's a short chapter…but don't worry…next time it'll be longer!! Thanks for all the nice reviews!!~