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Bold is the little voice that keeps popping up when no one wants him too. Most characters will have one so pay attention to the P.O.V.
Italics are the characters thoughts.
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Helga's P.O.V.
Why oh why did I invite him over? What if he finds something out? Or worse she's through this wall I've built up. And now my hearts all pounding, there's butterflies in my stomach. Exactly how I would feel…except he's not Arnold.
"Hey Helga!"
Gerald waved a hand in front of my face as I snapped out of my trance.
"Sorry Gerald, I was thinking."
He nodded and looked at me.
"Well we had better get to my room. If Miriam wakes up...I doubt she will...but just in case..."
Enough had been said he nodded and followed me up the stairs. I opened my door and saw...er heard Gerald's jaw hit the floor. It probably wasn't what he expected. True it wasn't what you'd expect from a 15-year-old girl's room. One wall was covered from top to bottom with a huge T.V., every gaming system imaginable attached. Gerald immediately ran over to the T.V.
"Whoa! Where'd ya get this thing?"
"Big Bob bought. And all the game systems."
"Yeah but I thought girls weren't into this stuff. They you know, like nails and doing their hair, and going to the mall."
I laughed and tossed him one of the controllers to my N64.
"Yeah well who said I was like most girls? How bout I race you?"
Gerald blinked then nodded and I hit the power button. The object of the game was simple you as the person ride the speedboat/car/bike and try to get to the finish line first. Aren't all racing games like that?
"Hey Helga, I can't believe I'm going to tell you this but..."
Gerald looked down at the ground sheepishly.
"Go on." I prompted him.
"Well I think Arnold might be...um...gay."
I dropped my controller. And as close to the floor as that was I swear my jaw hit it first.
"WHAT!"
OMG! OMG! OMG! OMG! No way!!!!!
I kinda thought he might be. I mean he like liked Lila for goodness sake!
Shut up!
I will not!
I...you know what? I don't have time for this!
"I kinda thought he might be. I mean he like liked Lila for goodness sake!"
Oh no! I'm starting to sound like you!
That is not a bad thing!
Errrrrr!
Gerald was rolling on the ground laughing as I continued my argument with...ummm...Wilson!
What a stupid name!
Shut up! It's all I could think of. In case you haven't noticed I'm kinda in shock here.
Gerald finally gained control of himself and shut off the game.
"Hey!"
"No I'm serious Helga! I think he really might be gay."
"Oh yeah how can you tell."
"I caught him writing a poem about everlasting love for some guy."
"Was there an actual name?"
"No it was like:
He who I have loved the most.
He who I can't hold close...
and so on."
My eyes got extremely big.
"WoW! How weird is that! Man Arnold! I would have never thought! Freaky!"
I shook my head for lack of anything better to do.
"Yeah not just because he was writing about some guy, but he was writing a poem!"
"Hey I write poems all the time!"
"Oh yeah! Let me read one."
"Fine!" I threw him my old pink book. "It's one I wrote in 4th grade though."
Gerald flipped through the pages and stopped at one right in the middle.
"All the days of the week,
I write the name I dare not speak.
The boy with the corn flowered hair,
My hope, My beloved, and My dispeare."
Gerald shut the book and looked at me. As if seeing me in a new light.
"Wow! Helga that's amazing. You...wrote that when you were 9!
"Yeah." My gaze drifted down to the floor and I felt tears forming in my eyes.
Gerald must have seen the tears running down my face because he put his arm around my shoulder. I couldn't help it I broke down. I just sort of told him everything...
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Another chapter complete. Thanks to all who reviewed. I'm extremely sorry for making Arnold gay! It just works out better that way. Anyways I will answer some questions you guys had in the next chapter. Sorry if the poem the Helga wrote isn't exactly right. It's been awhile since I've seen that episode. If you would like read the poem Arnold was supposed to write check out my profile. Thanks! And don't forget to R&R!