Love and Colorado

By Arnoldnhelga4eva

Disclaimer: I don't own HA

Hey, its been about a week, maybe a little longer, but I was really sad. I only got two reviews for chapter three. I'm starting to lose interest in the story. I've got one more chapter I need to write for this story to be complete (its gonna be about seven to eight total) but if I don't get more reviews, I'm gonna lose interest. Anyway, R/R and I'll write more. Enjoy

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Chapter Four: In Too Deep

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They reached the top of the mountain, riding the rest of the way in silence. They got off, grabbing their boards and headed for the first slope. They put everything on and Peter rushed in front of them.

'I'll race you down! Ready set, go!' he yelled racing down the hill. He was, what? Seventeen, and still acted like he was seven. Arnold and Helga watched him go down a little ways, then Helga turned to Arnold.

'I swear, I'm gonna ring his neck!' she said making the motions with her hands. He looked at her sternly.

'No Helga, just ignore him. C'mon, let's go. I'm sure we can still beat him if we go now.' she smiled, and jumped so her board was facing downwards and took off. To the right she spotted a jump. She boarded over to it and bent her knees in preparation to jump. At an incredibly fast speed she went off the jump and kicked her board back so she was grabbing onto it, then landed back down perfectly. She stopped to the side, and looked behind her just in time to see Arnold go off perfectly as well. He looked so wonderful to her. He stopped next to her a little out of breath.

'What are we waiting for? Let's go.' He said grabbing her arm, forcing her to go down the run with him.

They were both picking up speed as the wind blew against their faces, racing faster and faster. Then Helga spotted a big clump ahead of them. It was Peter. She smiled wickedly and went faster. Arnold caught her drift and followed her.

All Peter could hear before they passed him was this sound coming at him, sounding like a speeding bullet. He barely caught a glimpse of them passing him. He grew infuriated and tried to go faster, but he himself wasn't much of a speed skier. His blood boiled and he silently vowed to himself that Helga would be his by the end of their vacation.

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Once they reached the bottom of the mountain, next to the chalet, Arnold and Helga waited about fifteen minutes before Peter was in sight. He skied over to them with a cross look on his face.

'Maybe I don't want to ski with you guys. You don't have to beg, because I'm leaving.' Helga smiled and headed back for the gondola.

'Okay, bye!' she said priggishly over her shoulder. Arnold rolled his eyes, and then turned to Peter.

'Sorry man, we just get caught up in the runs. We kinda forgot you were there. All we pay attention to is the snow and the people we need to board around. Sorry about that.' Peter nodded.

'Yeah me too. You'd better go before she forgets about you too.' He started to walk into the chalet, but Arnold stopped him, remembering what Mary said.

'Listen man, maybe later we could.' he tried to think of something but only one thing came to mind. Unfortunately it wasn't the best thing, '.go clubbing?' He almost slapped himself. Peter turned around, interested in what he said.

'Clubbing?' Peter asked. Arnold nodded without thinking.

'Ya coming football head!?' Helga yelled from the line.

'Just a sec!' He yelled back, and got a small smile on his face, but wiped it off quickly before Peter noticed.

Too late.

Peter noticed all right, and became even madder than he was before, but decided to play it cool. He'd find a way to get Arnold away from Helga if it was the last thing he did. He'd fallen in love with her the moment he set eyes on her.

'So, I-I guess we'll go tonight. Ya know any good ones?' Arnold asked. Peter just shrugged.

'We'll find one. I'll just go warm up inside. See ya.'

'Bye.' Arnold yelled, running back over to Helga. She looked at him with a glare.

'What took you so long?' She asked vehemently. He was pretty scared to tell her now.

'I-uh, invited Peter to go clubbing with us tonight,' Arnold said, hoping she wouldn't kill him. He had never laid a finger on him before, but you never know with Helga. She looked at him calmly, but he could see the fire behind her eyes.

'What did you say!?' she asked as calm as possible. He repeated himself and she just sighed, 'Great. Just great. Thanks a lot Arnoldo.' She said before boarding the gondola.

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After about three runs, they stopped at a chalet in the middle of the mountain. It was crazy. There were about ten chalets in all here. It was HUGE!! They had lunch and managed to find a table amidst all the people there.

'So Arnoldo, what do you propose we do about this clubbing situation?' she asked with her mouth full of hamburger. She took a sip of her pop and swallowed, 'I mean, we can't bring him clubbing. They might throw us out if he gets annoying again. Mary wasn't kidding when she said he was annoying.' Arnold thought for a second, then he had an idea.

'I'll just get some other girl interested in him, then he'll leave us alone.' Helga looked at Arnold skeptically.

'Arnold, do you actually think another girl would dance with him for free? We'd have to pay the poor girl something,' Arnold looked at her.

'Helga!' He lectured, 'He's not that bad. I'm sure there's another girl there that would want to dance with him.

'Yeah, we'll drop him off at the loser club, and we'll go to Rocktown.' He looked at her skeptically now.

'Is that an actual club?' he asked. She nodded.

'I did a little research before we left. Its supposed to be really neat.' Arnold nodded.

'Okay, we'll go there. I'll tell Peter to pick us up at ten, and he can drive all of us there,' Helga sighed and went back to her burger.

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It was nine thirty when Peter came to the door. Helga made Arnold get ready first so she could use the bathroom. Arnold decided to wear a blue shirt, and jeans. Arnold let Peter in and yelled for Helga to come. Mary was at Jane's house.

'I'm coming! Sheesh!' she yelled, then came out of her room. Arnold and Peter's jaws hit the floor. Her clothes stuck to her body like they were her skin. Her tube dress angled downwards form the right leg and was nude colored with black swirly designs. Her hair hung off her back and her eyes were done up in darker eye-liner. On her feet were black strappy sandals that tied up her calf and tied in a bow just behind her kneecap. She looked.stunning.

'What are you two drooling about? Let's go!' she yelled grabbing a coat and walking out the door, down the hallway. Peter and Arnold followed, closing the door behind them. Arnold caught up to Helga and whispered in her ear.

'You should have worn something different if you didn't want Peter drooling all over you.' She looked behind her and sure enough, Peter was staring at her. She shrugged and whispered back to him.

'Too bad, because I wanna pick up some guys to dance with.' He gave her that fine-don't-listen-to-me shrug and they continued downstairs. Before they went out the door, Peter stopped them.

'Hey, I hope you don't mind, but I brought one of my friends. She can be your date Arnold.' Arnold looked a little scared, but Helga came to his rescue.

'Ya know, we really don't have dates when we go to clubs. We just go as a group.' Arnold sighed in relied and they headed for the car. It's a good thing Helga saved Arnold from humiliation. The girl in the car had on the tackiest shirt they'd ever seen. Her skirt wasn't any better. They were bright neon colors, and looked like she was getting ready to dance the flamenco. Arnold and Helga climbed into the backseats.

'Hi, I'm Beth,' The girl said. Arnold and Helga just smiled politely and introduced themselves.

'Okay, let's rock and roll,' Peter said as he started up the engine, heading for the club. Helga rolled her eyes. This would be a long night.

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Peter covered his ears as they entered the club. The music was blaring and the lights changing in a disco like effect.

'Can't they turn the music down?' Peter asked loudly over the music. Helga just shrugged and smiled wickedly.

'That wouldn't be any fun!' she grabbed Arnold's arm and whispered loud enough for him to hear, 'let's go join a group. They can dance alone.' She let him go, then walked away swaying her hips subconsciously to the beat of the music. He followed her with his eyes until she disappeared into the crowd. It was then he decided he'd better tell Peter and Beth that they were going off to dance. He walked over to them and smiled.

'Hey, me and Helga are gonna join a group over there. Go ahead and join any group here. Have fun!' Arnold smiled and walked toward where Helga had gone. Peter watched Arnold disappear into the crowd with a jealous look on his face. He had to find Helga, and dance with her. So he followed Arnold and found them dancing passionately. Her back was to him and his hands on her hips, hers on his. She turned so she was facing him and danced. Peter stomped back over to Beth. He had to come up with a plan.

Arnold felt numb. He'd lost all his senses when Helga found him again and pulled him toward her.

'C'mon, I liked dancing with you last time,' she had said. She wouldn't have even needed to ask him twice. He agreed happily.

The ecstasy overpowered him, with her there, dancing with him. Suddenly the music changed and the DJ was talking over the crowd.

'Alllll right ladies and gentlemen. We're gonna slooooowwwww this party down with a little *NSYNC.' The song came over the speakers. It was beautiful.perfect. They rested their heads on each other's shoulders.

~So many times I thought I held it in my hands Just like grains of sand Love slipped through my fingers

And so many nights I asked the lord above Please make me lucky enough To find a love that lingers

Something keeps telling me That you could be my answer prayer You must be heaven sent I swear

Cause Something happens when you look at me I forget to speak Something happens when you kiss my mouth my knees get so weak Could it be true this is what god has meant for me Cause baby I can't believe that something like you could happen to me~

Peter watched form his position as wall flower. If they tried anything funny, he'd stop them.

Girl in you eyes I feel your fire burn Oh your secrets I will learn Even if it takes forever

With you by my side I can't do with me I don't care what tomorrow brings As long as we're together

My heart is telling me That you could be my meant to be I know it more each time we touch

Cause Something happens when you look at me I forget to speak Something happens when you kiss my mouth my knees get so weak Could it be true this is what god has meant for me Cause baby I can't believe that something like you could happen to me

Something magical Something spiritual Something stronger then the two of us alone yeah Something physical Something undeniable Nothing like anything That I've ever known

Cause Something happens when you look at me I forget to speak Something happens when you kiss my mouth my knees get so weak Could it be true this is what god has meant for me Cause baby I can't believe that something like you could happen to me~

Arnold felt like he was in heaven. Nothing else had ever seemed so perfect to him. Just as the song was finishing, he pulled away slightly and she looked up to meet his gaze. Their eyes locked for a moment that wasn't happening, until Helga started moving ever so slowly toward Arnold. She started to wrap her arm around his neck and he was leaning in when.

'Hey!' said an annoying voice right next to them. They both pulled back quickly, annoyed by Peter's rude interruption. Helga snapped her head over toward him and glared.

'WHAT!?' she yelled, 'What do YOU want!?'

Peter had to think fast. He knew she wouldn't dance with him now, so he decided to be selfish.

'I gotta go home. We should all go home.' Arnold and Helga looked at him in shock.

'What? But its only been an hour,' Arnold stated. Peter shrugged innocently.

'We need to get home. I told my mom I'd be home by ten thirty. Its my car, my rules. Let's go.' Helga and Arnold hesitated for a moment but gave in. He was, after all their only ride home. It was too bad since Arnold was having such a good time, this time.

They dropped Beth off first who had barely said a word the whole time. She bid farewell and went into her house, so Peter drove on to the hotel.

'We'll see you tomorrow Peter,' Arnold said as he and Helga were getting out. Peter nodded, until he remembered.

'No, oh shit! I have basketball practice tomorrow. I can't. Besides, its supposed to be freezing tomorrow, there won't be many people there. I'll probably see you tomorrow night.'

'Okay, byt.' Arnold and Peter waved goodbye and Helga rushed to get out of the cold since she was barely wearing anything and a jacket. They got to the door and found a note on it.

Helga and Arnold-

Jane and I are staying two nights in one of her cabins up higher in the mountains. Have fun snowboarding.

Love,

Mary.

Helga smiled. If it was one thing she really liked about Mary it was that she was very caring. Helga hadn't know really what it was like to be loved when she was young. She was forced to grow up at a young age when her father started beating her soon before she turned ten. Her mother hadn't been any better with her drinking problems. It was wonderful when she moved in with Mary and Arnold. It was like starting a new chapter, with fresh pages. She was no longer forced to be the bully, but she stayed witty. That's when she gained the popularity.

She didn't like on of the rules though. When Helga and Arnold entered sixth grade, Mary sat down with Helga and explained that the relationship between her and Arnold could only be kept on a brotherly-sisterly level, no more. Oh how she hated that rule. She would have been with Arnold long before if it hadn't been for that one rule. The consequences were so harsh she didn't even want to think of them.

'Hey,' Arnold said, 'lets go to bed. We may as well now.' Helga nodded as she followed Arnold up the stairs.

They went into their own rooms, then Helga entered Arnold's room with her pajamas in her hand.

'I'm gonna take a shower first. It shouldn't take too long. The doors actually don't lock so don't come in, okay?' He nodded and she went back into the bathroom. He heard the water turn on and got his own pajamas, ready to take his shower.

Shit.

He needed to get his sweatshirt out of there so it would be ready for tomorrow. He needed to get it now before he forgot it, or Helga just took up so much time in the bathroom that he would have to rush.

She takes forever in there anyway, I'll just sneak in while she's in the shower. There's a curtain so she'll never know. I'll just grab it and get out. Good plan, he thought to himself before he walked toward the door. He opened it ever so slowly and peeked in. Sure enough she was still in the shower. There he saw his sweatshirt, hanging on a hook on the wall. He walked over to get it and all of a sudden, the curtain opened up, revealing Helga reaching for a towel. He could only stare.

''AAAHHH!' she screamed and closed the curtain, then peaking her head out, 'What the hell are you doing!? I told you to stay out of here!' she yelled. He pointed toward the sweatshirt, his mouth agape, unable to speak.

'Grab it and get out football head!' he grabbed his sweatshirt and walked out of the bathroom. He contemplated on what he was. How her wet hair clung to her body, her every curve smooth like porcelain. She was beautiful. Soon after he heard the water stop and he could hear the curtain open, and Helga get out. She rustled around, until she opened the door, adorning only a towel. Flashbacks went through his head.

'I'm going to change in my room. You can have the fucking bathroom now. Goodnight!' She said and slammed the door. He was shocked, but soon made his way into the bathroom.

Tomorrow would be awkward.

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Okay, I'll try get ch five out asap. That's when it turns R. So, I should have probably put this in PG-13, then changed it.oh well. Look out for my new story coming out, probably late march, early april called, Where We're From. Its about Arnold and Helga's entire life together, till the day they die. From what happened after the neighborhood, to their first real kiss, to a nasty break up, to getting back together at a party, to marriage, to children, to struggles with troubled teenagers, to straightening them out, to grandchildren, to the day they die. Its gonna be good. I've already taken up half a notebook writing the first five chapters. Anyway, R/R and remember, the more reviews I get, the more motivated I'll be to finish. (Thanks to the people who did review!I love you guys!:D)

C ya l8ter!

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