******wheeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee. I havent had any sugar all day.. And its
snowing, and I've been stuck in my house all weekend, woohoo.. Im so
sarcastic!!!! ^v^******
****** Yay, nearly 70 reviews, *snifflz* im. so. happy! You guys actually like this one! You like me, you really like me! *happy dance* since I am liked so much, I'm continuing, the best I can. But I'm going to rewrite it, cuz some parts I messed up.. Cuz, let's face it, I'm not that smart ^-^******
******I WANT MORE REVIEWS THOUGH, SO KEEP EM COMING!!! PLEEEASE!******
******I GOT MONKEEEEEYS! YAY!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!*****
******I want my mooooovie.. I want my Hey Arnold movie!!! It not fair. Every time I go to get it, I end up NOT getting it! Doesn't make any sense, no it does not. I also want the Sims game, but every time I go to get it, it's not there. *sigh* eh well, someday I will have those things. but right now I don't, so boo frickety hoo to me too.******
******This is the EVERYTHING/NOTHING story. Remember that.******
All in Your Head, Ch 7
At around 6, it wasn't raining, and that was a good thing. Helga didn't seem to want to talk to Arnold once they had left the theater, much less be near him. She walked about 4 feet ahead of him, extremely spaced out as she stomped through every puddle along the way.
Arnold was having trouble keeping up with her. Every time he got close enough to say something to her, Helga moved faster. Arnold, dense that he was, could not figure out what was wrong with Helga, nor could he figure out what had been so familiar about the movie. He wanted to know.
"HELGA!" he shouted when they had passed Geraldfield, and she stopped immediately.
"What?" she responded, not angrily as she had hoped, but softly with a hint of sadness in her voice. Something must have been wrong, but why wouldn't she tell him?
He ran up to her, "Helga, why are you doing this?"
She wouldn't look at him, "Doing what? I can walk, can't I?"
"You're running away from me."
"NO, I'm not."
"You're always running away from things. When you don't like it, you leave."
"No I don't." Helga, always denying the truth.
"What about in 4th grade, during my magic show? You thought my trick was stupid, so you left in the middle of it."
She remembered that day. It was her father's birthday, but there was no way she was going to spend it with Bob, so she'd gone to see "the Great Arnoldini". All of the kids had wanted to see her disappear, so Arnold put her in the box, and when it was opened, she was gone. They had all thought she had REALLY disappeared, and Arnold had spent most of the day trying to get her back, but she had only walked out of the back of the box and slammed into a pole.
"I wasn't running away, I was trying to play a trick on all of those stupid kids. They wanted me gone, so I left." she told him.
"Well, what about Thanksgiving?" he asked.
"What about it?"
"We both ran away that time, you didn't like your family's fixation on Olga, and I wanted a real Thanksgiving for once, so we left."
"So, you did it too."
"And I was wrong. I make mistakes too, Helga. I'm not perfect, you know."
"Could have fooled me." Helga muttered, but he heard her anyway.
Arnold stopped and thought about it for a second, "You think I am? You think I'm perfect?"
"Well, I did. until you said it like that." Helga sighed, "Now I don't know what I think." Great, he was confusing her.
"I'm not perfect, no one is perfect. I might try to be, but I'm definitely not."
"How? You never do anything wrong, everyone likes you, you always know what to do."
"Not always." Arnold said softly.
"When don't you?"
"When I'm with you."
Helga blinked, not knowing what to say. When he was with her? Was he blaming things on her? HE was the one who talked to HER, nothing could be HER fault. could it?
She was about to ask him, but he was already moving on. Stupid brain, letting her get all spaced out like that. She hadn't even noticed him move.
"Arnold. wait."
He slowed down.
"Arnold, I'm sorry-" she began, but noticed that they were at her house.
"Happy birthday, Helga." Arnold told her, "Sorry it wasn't that great. I'll try to make up for it this weekend."
What? Was he leaving her there? No. wait. don't go, Arnold! Her brain was crying out for her to say something. QUICK! SAY SOMETHING, STUPID! It screamed. But the words wouldn't come out.
"Goodnight Helga." Arnold whispered, kissed her on the cheek, and walked away, and Helga couldn't say a thing.
******moowaha, I am sleepy! Well, that's chapper 7, short, yes, I think ill put a song in chapper 8, what do you think? I agree!******
******Please review, regarless of how many chappers you've reviewed for in the past, I would like reviews for all chappers, how I should maybe fix them if the need arises. Yes, I am human (I think.), so I made a lot of mistakes, cuz. well, like I said, I aint all that bright, even by human standards ^v^******
******REVIEW!!!!!!!!! QUIT SITTING THERE READING AND LOOKING AT INVISIBLE LEPRECHAUNS RUNNING AROUND WITHOUT CLOTHES AND REVIEW, GOSH DARNIT!!!!!!******
****** Yay, nearly 70 reviews, *snifflz* im. so. happy! You guys actually like this one! You like me, you really like me! *happy dance* since I am liked so much, I'm continuing, the best I can. But I'm going to rewrite it, cuz some parts I messed up.. Cuz, let's face it, I'm not that smart ^-^******
******I WANT MORE REVIEWS THOUGH, SO KEEP EM COMING!!! PLEEEASE!******
******I GOT MONKEEEEEYS! YAY!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!*****
******I want my mooooovie.. I want my Hey Arnold movie!!! It not fair. Every time I go to get it, I end up NOT getting it! Doesn't make any sense, no it does not. I also want the Sims game, but every time I go to get it, it's not there. *sigh* eh well, someday I will have those things. but right now I don't, so boo frickety hoo to me too.******
******This is the EVERYTHING/NOTHING story. Remember that.******
All in Your Head, Ch 7
At around 6, it wasn't raining, and that was a good thing. Helga didn't seem to want to talk to Arnold once they had left the theater, much less be near him. She walked about 4 feet ahead of him, extremely spaced out as she stomped through every puddle along the way.
Arnold was having trouble keeping up with her. Every time he got close enough to say something to her, Helga moved faster. Arnold, dense that he was, could not figure out what was wrong with Helga, nor could he figure out what had been so familiar about the movie. He wanted to know.
"HELGA!" he shouted when they had passed Geraldfield, and she stopped immediately.
"What?" she responded, not angrily as she had hoped, but softly with a hint of sadness in her voice. Something must have been wrong, but why wouldn't she tell him?
He ran up to her, "Helga, why are you doing this?"
She wouldn't look at him, "Doing what? I can walk, can't I?"
"You're running away from me."
"NO, I'm not."
"You're always running away from things. When you don't like it, you leave."
"No I don't." Helga, always denying the truth.
"What about in 4th grade, during my magic show? You thought my trick was stupid, so you left in the middle of it."
She remembered that day. It was her father's birthday, but there was no way she was going to spend it with Bob, so she'd gone to see "the Great Arnoldini". All of the kids had wanted to see her disappear, so Arnold put her in the box, and when it was opened, she was gone. They had all thought she had REALLY disappeared, and Arnold had spent most of the day trying to get her back, but she had only walked out of the back of the box and slammed into a pole.
"I wasn't running away, I was trying to play a trick on all of those stupid kids. They wanted me gone, so I left." she told him.
"Well, what about Thanksgiving?" he asked.
"What about it?"
"We both ran away that time, you didn't like your family's fixation on Olga, and I wanted a real Thanksgiving for once, so we left."
"So, you did it too."
"And I was wrong. I make mistakes too, Helga. I'm not perfect, you know."
"Could have fooled me." Helga muttered, but he heard her anyway.
Arnold stopped and thought about it for a second, "You think I am? You think I'm perfect?"
"Well, I did. until you said it like that." Helga sighed, "Now I don't know what I think." Great, he was confusing her.
"I'm not perfect, no one is perfect. I might try to be, but I'm definitely not."
"How? You never do anything wrong, everyone likes you, you always know what to do."
"Not always." Arnold said softly.
"When don't you?"
"When I'm with you."
Helga blinked, not knowing what to say. When he was with her? Was he blaming things on her? HE was the one who talked to HER, nothing could be HER fault. could it?
She was about to ask him, but he was already moving on. Stupid brain, letting her get all spaced out like that. She hadn't even noticed him move.
"Arnold. wait."
He slowed down.
"Arnold, I'm sorry-" she began, but noticed that they were at her house.
"Happy birthday, Helga." Arnold told her, "Sorry it wasn't that great. I'll try to make up for it this weekend."
What? Was he leaving her there? No. wait. don't go, Arnold! Her brain was crying out for her to say something. QUICK! SAY SOMETHING, STUPID! It screamed. But the words wouldn't come out.
"Goodnight Helga." Arnold whispered, kissed her on the cheek, and walked away, and Helga couldn't say a thing.
******moowaha, I am sleepy! Well, that's chapper 7, short, yes, I think ill put a song in chapper 8, what do you think? I agree!******
******Please review, regarless of how many chappers you've reviewed for in the past, I would like reviews for all chappers, how I should maybe fix them if the need arises. Yes, I am human (I think.), so I made a lot of mistakes, cuz. well, like I said, I aint all that bright, even by human standards ^v^******
******REVIEW!!!!!!!!! QUIT SITTING THERE READING AND LOOKING AT INVISIBLE LEPRECHAUNS RUNNING AROUND WITHOUT CLOTHES AND REVIEW, GOSH DARNIT!!!!!!******
