It was their turn to be goofy. They were both giggling like school children, splashing each other and us. Phoebe and I joined in, but my mind wasn't really on it.
I kept going back to the moment I'd witnessed only moments before.
All this time; in school, in the park, when we went out on double dates. It all made a
weird kind of sense.
Phoebe and I did the typical dating thing. We'd hold hands in the restraunts, sneak a kiss in
between classes, make out at the movie. All those times, I don't think I ever remembered
Helga and Arnold doing any of those things. They would share food, talk, throw popcorn
at the other people not watching the movie, including us.
That's was why people were never sure if they were dating.
My mind couldn't help running over the same conversation over and over. I was so deep
in thought I didn't notice Arnold swimming towards me...until it was too late.
Suddenly, I was under water. I popped back to the surface, spluttering and giving my best friend the evil eye. Phoebe swam up next to me, making me forget about the enigma for a
moment.
"I'm starving," she announced. "Let's hit the dessert bar."
I jumped out, my stomach in full agreement and helped Phoebe out, taking a moment to
appreciate how her wet swuimsuit clung to her.
On the other side of the pool, Arnold was helping Helga out. I saw him do the same
thing; check out his girlfriend in a two piece. Then he wrapped a towel around her
shoulders.
"We're missing the chocolate!" Pheobe called out before anything could happen.
"Oh, chocolate." Helga agreed, pulling out of his embrace to catch up with Phoebe.
Arnold looked over at me and shrugged.
"How can I compete?"
Giving him a knowing grin, I slapped him on the back.
"Getting it to go."