I'm back, dum di da di da! Oops, I probably should have said dum, dum, dum, da! Or something like that. Dum di da di da is from one of my favorite songs ("Roses are Red" by Aqua, my new favorite group)! Hahahahaha! ^_^ Oh, anyway, *yawn* I'm tired, and this might not make sense! And it might not make sense anyway! Lol.



~Virginia: don't worry, Jet and I will make sure that it makes sense! Well, some sense anyway. Right, Jet?~



^Jet: *snores*^



~Virginia: hee, hee, hee... *gets stuck in a giggle fit* He's kinda cute when he sleeps... oh, did I say that out loud!? *blushes*~



Disclaimer is on page one and two, got that? Ok, on with chapter 3!





The day was pretty much normal, except that there were 8 new students in the High School. 7 new freshmen (Helga, Zoe, Elisha, Deedee, Shawana, Rebecca, and Kali), and 1 new sophomore (Ciarra). Another weird thing was that Helga had ALL the same classes as Arnold. It had to have been a coincidence Arnold tried convincing himself, but he had a feeling someone (like Helga or one of her friends) had tampered with the schedules. It was finally lunch, the one period that Arnold had been waiting for since the bus. He didn't know why, but he wanted to talk face-to-face with Helga. He quickly got his lunch, and sat down with Gerald in their usual seat. When he saw Helga walk by, he quickly motioned for her to walk over.



She noticed, and half smiled. 'Sweet, sweet Arnold. No wonder I love him.' she thought, then turned to the others, and motioned for them to sit with her at Arnold and Gerald's table. They followed her over to the table and all sat down. Arnold and Gerald just stared at all her friends. It's not that they were entranced or anything, they were just shocked at how many friends Helga could actually have (though Arnold tried keeping his thoughts out of his mind, because he knew that it was wrong to think like that) without them being scared for their lives.



"Hey there Arnoldo, Geraldo, how ya' doing?" she asked, placing her foodstuffs down on the table, with the others following suit. When she noticed that Arnold and Gerald were staring at the other girls, she had to laugh. "Ah, so I guess you want to be introduced, huh?" she asked, smirking. The two boys nodded their heads, and slowly slipped out of their trances. Ciarra held her hand out to Arnold, then out to Gerald after she shook hands with Arnold.



"I'm Ciarra Windsor." she said, slightly flipping her short blonde hair. Her hair came down below her ears, with the bangs over her right eye. She had a light pink lipstick, and a slight tint of eyeshadow. She had a small silver locket around her neck. Her shirt was an orange spaghetti strapped tank top that tied in the back with a paw-print on the front, she had a black mini skirt, and orange flip-flops. Her eyes were blue.



"I'm Arnold." said Arnold, with a smile.



"I'm Gerald." said Gerald, giving her a sly smile. She gave him a smile that said, 'You're not my type.'





Zoe leaned forward, and gave each boy a nod. "I'm Zoe Dell." she said, and gave a half smile. She had long (to the middle of her back) brown hair, freckles, and she was wearing sunglasses that were so dark you couldn't see her eyes at all. She had a black jacket over a red and black striped tube top, light blue jeans, and black tennis shoes.



Shawana smiled at both of them, then did Ciarra's handshake move. "I'm Shawana Duncan." she said in a voice overly coated with sugar. She had bright orange hair in a up side ponytail, and grey eyes. She had on a purple and black striped dress with the straps below her shoulders, and purple sneakers.



Elisha nodded at Arnold then at Gerald, and flashed them a quick smile."I'm Elisha Heriberto." she said, pushing her gasses back up with her index finger. She had brown curly hair in down pigtails, freckles, and violet eyes. She wore a green faux fur sweater, azure capris, and green sneakers.



"I'm Kalani Josef, but you should call me Kali, and I'm Helga's cousin." Kali spoke up, reaching her hands out to the two boys. She had black hair that was the same length as Zoe's, and green eyes. She wore a yellow one-strapped shirt with 'Angel' written on it and a small pink heart, a pink mini skirt, and yellow platform boots.



"I'm Deedee Kenton." Deedee chimed in, smiling a smile that looked forced. She had bright red hair in a side down ponytail, dark, dark, dark blue eyes, and green lips stick. She had a green t-shirt with a purple border, brown capris, and green sneakers.



"And I'm Rebecca Muhammad. You can call me my real first name, Becky, or Becka, whatever you like." she said, staring at Arnold in a half-lidded gaze. Helga noticed, and almost laughed, because Rebecca never had crushes. She had honey colored hair in a blue headband, blue eyes, and a ton of freckles. She had a slightly too large teal tank top with a picture of an exploding heart on it, a blue jean mini skirt, and black, green, and yellow platform sandals.



"Nice to meet you." Arnold said, smiling at each one of the girls. Then, for some reason, he found his gaze drifting back over to Helga. For some strange reason, he couldn't get his eyes off of her for even a second. Once she looked towards him, he tried to look away from her, but he couldn't. He tried moving his head, but it wouldn't turn. Then her eyes widened, and she looked away from him, mumbling something under her breath. He blinked, and scratched his head (messing up his hair, lol). He glanced to Gerald, who was talking to Kali, who was obviously intrigued in what he had to say. Either that or dying from boredom, Arnold couldn't tell the difference.



He took a quick glance back to Helga, to see her looking at him, also. Then he remembered what he had planned to do. "Hey, Helga? You know how you asked me things about myself?" Helga nodded her head, signaling for him to continue. "Well, I never got to ask you stuff about yourself. Like, how you've been doing at that boarding school you went to. I suspect you liked it, by how many friends you have."



"I have more friends, but they're in the middle school."



"Oh. How many more?"



"Two."



"What are their names?"



"Diamond Dell and Electra Saber."



"Dell? As in, her sister?"



"Yeah."



"Ah, I get it. So, do you have any fun things you do at the boarding school? Do you still like baseball?"



"Yes, of course there are fun things at the boarding school, what did you think it was, prison? It's more like a home than my so-called house that my so-called parents live in. And yes, I still enjoy baseball, except none of my friends at the boarding school do."



"Have you ever asked them if they do?"



"Well, no, but I just figured..."



"Never just assume something. You know that, Helga."



"Yeah, yeah, well, you have any other questions?"



"Yeah... I think. How many grades are there?"



"From fourth grade to twelfth, football head."



"Is it all girl?"



"Uh, doi, of course it is."



"Yeesh, I was just wondering. Don't have to get all... never mind."



"Ha, ha, ha, still can't say too many mean things in one sitting, ai, football head? Anyway, don't ya' have more questions?"



"Yes, of course I do!... I think... yes. So, um, how is it? I mean, your new life..."



"Didn't you already ask that? Anyway, it's great. I love it. I couldn't be... happier. Except that I wish it had a little less rules... like, a couple years ago, they banned computers because... uh... some reason, I can't remember. Well, actually, I can, but I don't think I'm supposed to let it around. And they don't really allow TVs, but I get by..." she said, slightly smirking to herself. 'Hey, Ciarra, you listenin' in? This conversation could lead to drastic measures.'



'Yeah, but not yet. He hasn't asked about some of the things you've stuttered about.'



'I never stuttered.'



'Yeah, you did. By the way, you can't use your power to make him love you.'



'Where did you get the idea I was trying that?!'



'Uh, duh, I CAN read your thoughts.'



'Oh, yes, doi, scatterbrained me. Hee, hee, hee, heh...'



'I think your little boyfriend is wondering about you.'



Helga suddenly blushed, taking Arnold by surprise. 'He is not my boyfriend! Just because I really, really, really, really, really-'



'I get the point.'





'Oh, yes. Even though I love him, it doesn't mean he's my boyfriend!'



'Yes, yes, I know, but from the hints I've gotten from the thoughts he's thought-'



'CIARRA! I told you, NO MIND-READING ON MY OTHER FRIENDS!'



'So what, you can't stop me, I hear it, I can't filter it. It's like someone shouting in your ear; you can't not hear them. Anyway, from the hints I've gotten from his thoughts... he didn't want you to leave. You should hear his thoughts right now. Whoo, boy! Haha!'



'Man, it's too bad you only taught me how to listen to just your thoughts.'



'I placed something in your ear that I invented. I didn't teach you anything.'



'Oh yeah.'



'I think you better start talking to him again. He looks a little... I don't know... freaked out.'



'Oh, ok.'



"So, what were we talking about again, Arnoldo?"



"I-I'll be... right back." he stood up, and quickly rushed out of the room. Helga looked at him strangely, then noticed that he wasn't the only one getting up and leaving. A lot of other kids were quickly rushing out of the room, looking a little green. She looked down at the food that she hadn't touched yet, and sniffed it, then looked to Ciarra with wide eyes. She looked up just in time to see Ciarra take a bite of the food.



"No, Ciarra, don't eat it!" she said to her friend, hitting the fork out of her friends hand. Ciarra glared at her, wiping the food off of her face. "Look around. Everyone is leaving, some I have even seen barf. It's the food. It's... I think..." she leaned up to Ciarra's ear. "PHOC." she whispered, and Ciarra gasped, covering her mouth. Then her face turned a light tint of green, and she ran off towards the bathrooms. Helga squinted her eyes, and cracked her knuckles. "They've gone too far this time. They made everyone from my childhood sick. They're going to pay. For sure." she said, making a mental note to never show mercy to PHOC, ever, again. She looked around, and noticed that it was only her and Phoebe left in the room. She walked over to Phoebe's table and sat down. "Hey Pheebs, long time no see. You know how I told you about those powers I have, and PLOC and PHOC? Well, PHOC put a food poison in the food."





"That's awful, Helga! You should do something about it!"



"I made a mental note to kick Roxy's butt the next time I saw her."



"Good."



Outside, peering in through one of the windows, was a seventeen year old with short red hair and a very tight and revealing outfit. "Heh, my plan is working. All I have to do, is find Helga's weakness, and KABOOM, I can get her back for all the trouble she's caused my troops..." the seventeen year old laughed an evil (Mwahahaha like) laugh, and slunk off in the direction of Slausens' ice cream shop. "I need mint chocolate." she muttered, as she sauntered that direction.