"Did I ever tell you how hot you look in blue?" Gerald asked me. I smiled, twirling
around in the prom dress I had bought.
He was sitting on my bed, the attentive boyfriend.
"It will look better once the rest of me is put together also."
"It looks fine now. What was going on yesterday?"
I was waiting for him to ask me that question. Sighing, I shrugged.
"Helga asked me to try to talk you into going to the Alphian for Prom Night."
"Arnold asked me the same thing." Gerald stated thoughtfully. "Not that I minded, but
when I as him, he told me he was nervous."
This was getting weird.
"Helga said the same thing. Did you get confirmation on their sex life?"
He shook his head. "I just assumed it. Helga actually said they were having sex?"
I nodded. "But that isn't what she's worried about. There's something going on between
them that scares her."
Gerald frowned. "Arnold wouldn't do anything to hurt her. he's not like that.."
"Not that kind of scared." I explained. "More like...first time kind of scared. an
apprehension. She said there was a reason she and Arnold never did the date thing at
school or in public."
He leaned foreword, interested. "She say why?"
"No. We were interrupted."
He flinched. "Ouch. No wonder you were so mad."
His expression turned thoughtful again. "Well it's not the first time freak out. I wonder
what has them both so nervous?"
I shrugged, going back into my bathroom. "I guess we'll find out on Prom Night."