Chapter 4: Let me help
"Hey Anglia!" Arnold greeted.
"Hi" Anglia replied,
"So how was your first day?" Arnold asked leaning against the locker as Anglia continued to shove her book in.
"Oh great just great" She answered.
"Well you don't sound happy." Arnold pointed out.
"Um, so where are you living?" Arnold asked while trying to keep up with Anglia's hurried steps.
"Well I live alone, so I rented an apartment, at the Sunset arms." Anglia replied.
"You do!!! That's where I live!!" Arnold exclaimed happily. Anglia smiled, "really? Cool!" She exclaimed.
"You want to play baseball with me and the gang?" Arnold asked,
Anglia nodded "sure." She said, as they both walked out of the school building and into Anglia's car.
The score was ten to two in the fifth inning, favoring Anglia's team.
"You ready?" Arnold asked.
"Just pitch it," Anglia said, wiggling her hips and spitting on the ground. Somehow she reminded Arnold of Helga, the way she acted.
"Ok" he said and threw the ball, CRACK!!!! The ball hit Anglia's bat and it went flying. Anglia took off running. She whooped as she made it to home.
"Home run!!" Sid exclaimed throwing his mask on the ground.
"Game over!!" Sid yelled, the losing team groaned while Anglia's team yelled happily.
"Rematch?" Arnold asked, Anglia smiled, "You're on bucko," she said as she shook his hand and walked away. Arnold stood there frozen.
"What's wrong Arnold?" Gerald asked.
"She said bucko," Arnold said,
"So," Gerald said.
"Helga use to say that." Arnold whispered. 'Who are you?' Arnold thought as he run up to Anglia
That night at dinner,
"So Anglia, tell me about yourself," Arnold's grandma asked interest.
"Well, I can't tell you much because all I can remember was since I was ten." She explained.
"Why?" Arnold asked,
"I don't know, they said that I found beat up lying on the ground by the side of the road, I was bleeding badly, and I was weak from walking days on end trying to remember my way back home, where ever that was." Anglia explained and you could tell that her eyes were watering up.
"But, why did you come here?" Arnold asked.
Anglia laughed, "You know that's what I want to know, I don't know why I came here, but I felt I had t be here." Anglia said. "But I would really like to find my real family, just one more time." Anglia said. Everyone was now watching her with sympathy, in their eyes.
"Its okay dear we'll help you find them" Arnold's grandma said as she put her hand on top Anglia's.
Anglia nodded "thank you" she whispered as a tear trickled down her face.
That night,
Anglia was sitting on her bed brush her hair when she heard a knock on the door.
"Come in" she called dropping her brush.
Arnold stepped in the room,
"Hi" Arnold said as he sat down next to Anglia.
"Hi," she greeted with a smile.
"Um, listen about dinner, I really want o help you find your family" Arnold offered.
"Sure," Anglia said as she picked up her brush.
"But you have to help, I know you had amnesia, but you have to try and remember, can you do that?" Arnold asked.
Anglia nodded "I'll try,"
Arnold nodded "good night" he said as he walked away.
"Arnold," Anglia called, Arnold turned around.
"Thanks" she whispered, and planted a kiss on his forehead.
Arnold smiled and walked out the door.
An: ok that's chap: 4, I hope this was long enough, sorry it took so long I had to think about; I read this on review where this person asked me if I was obsessed with death. I kinda laughed at this because I'm not I'm just showing that not everything ends with happily ever after. K review please not a lot of people review no a days but please do.
"Hey Anglia!" Arnold greeted.
"Hi" Anglia replied,
"So how was your first day?" Arnold asked leaning against the locker as Anglia continued to shove her book in.
"Oh great just great" She answered.
"Well you don't sound happy." Arnold pointed out.
"Um, so where are you living?" Arnold asked while trying to keep up with Anglia's hurried steps.
"Well I live alone, so I rented an apartment, at the Sunset arms." Anglia replied.
"You do!!! That's where I live!!" Arnold exclaimed happily. Anglia smiled, "really? Cool!" She exclaimed.
"You want to play baseball with me and the gang?" Arnold asked,
Anglia nodded "sure." She said, as they both walked out of the school building and into Anglia's car.
The score was ten to two in the fifth inning, favoring Anglia's team.
"You ready?" Arnold asked.
"Just pitch it," Anglia said, wiggling her hips and spitting on the ground. Somehow she reminded Arnold of Helga, the way she acted.
"Ok" he said and threw the ball, CRACK!!!! The ball hit Anglia's bat and it went flying. Anglia took off running. She whooped as she made it to home.
"Home run!!" Sid exclaimed throwing his mask on the ground.
"Game over!!" Sid yelled, the losing team groaned while Anglia's team yelled happily.
"Rematch?" Arnold asked, Anglia smiled, "You're on bucko," she said as she shook his hand and walked away. Arnold stood there frozen.
"What's wrong Arnold?" Gerald asked.
"She said bucko," Arnold said,
"So," Gerald said.
"Helga use to say that." Arnold whispered. 'Who are you?' Arnold thought as he run up to Anglia
That night at dinner,
"So Anglia, tell me about yourself," Arnold's grandma asked interest.
"Well, I can't tell you much because all I can remember was since I was ten." She explained.
"Why?" Arnold asked,
"I don't know, they said that I found beat up lying on the ground by the side of the road, I was bleeding badly, and I was weak from walking days on end trying to remember my way back home, where ever that was." Anglia explained and you could tell that her eyes were watering up.
"But, why did you come here?" Arnold asked.
Anglia laughed, "You know that's what I want to know, I don't know why I came here, but I felt I had t be here." Anglia said. "But I would really like to find my real family, just one more time." Anglia said. Everyone was now watching her with sympathy, in their eyes.
"Its okay dear we'll help you find them" Arnold's grandma said as she put her hand on top Anglia's.
Anglia nodded "thank you" she whispered as a tear trickled down her face.
That night,
Anglia was sitting on her bed brush her hair when she heard a knock on the door.
"Come in" she called dropping her brush.
Arnold stepped in the room,
"Hi" Arnold said as he sat down next to Anglia.
"Hi," she greeted with a smile.
"Um, listen about dinner, I really want o help you find your family" Arnold offered.
"Sure," Anglia said as she picked up her brush.
"But you have to help, I know you had amnesia, but you have to try and remember, can you do that?" Arnold asked.
Anglia nodded "I'll try,"
Arnold nodded "good night" he said as he walked away.
"Arnold," Anglia called, Arnold turned around.
"Thanks" she whispered, and planted a kiss on his forehead.
Arnold smiled and walked out the door.
An: ok that's chap: 4, I hope this was long enough, sorry it took so long I had to think about; I read this on review where this person asked me if I was obsessed with death. I kinda laughed at this because I'm not I'm just showing that not everything ends with happily ever after. K review please not a lot of people review no a days but please do.