The Movie 2!!!
The day was clear. P.S. 118 was auditioning in a talent show. It was a talent show that could only have a limited amount of students in it because the school wanted to see who was the most talented kid in the whole school. That's why they had to audition for it. Only three people in Mr. Simmons class was auditioning. They were: Arnold, Helga, and Lila. Arnold was going to perform the dance song called "Gotta Get Through This." Helga would perform a song that she wrote called "You.'' And finally, Lila was performing a song by Tatu called "How Soon Is Now." They all entered the auditorium. Arnold went first. "Well, do I just start singing?" Arnold asked. Mr. Simmons replied, "Yes, go ahead when your ready." Arnold stood up straight, and took a deep breath. The music started. Since the music was dance music, Arnold 'Break Danced' to the song! Mr. Simmons's eyes grew wide. "Wow!! Arnold!!" He exclaimed. Arnold then started singing to the fast beat of the song. "I Gotta Get Through This, I Gotta Get Through This. I Gotta Make It, Gotta Make It, Gotta Make It Through," He went on with the song. Mr.Simmons's mouth was open through the whole song. Arnold got finished. Mr. Simmons passed his audition. Up next was Lila. The music to her song started. It was weird though.her song was a loud hard dance song, one of those 'Bob Your Head Hard' songs. She started to sing. "I'm The Son, And The Heir. Of The Shyness That Is Criminally Vulgar," She sang the rest of the song, and Mr. Simmons stated something about her song. "Maybe your song is. well a little to loud and disturbing. But it was very good. I guess I'll pass you." And finally, It was Helga's turn. "Mr. Simmons," she started. "this song is one that I made myself, so try not to say anything about it unless it's nice." Mr. Simmons laughed. "Oh, Helga! I wouldn't say anything mean about your special song. Especially if you made it up." Helga's music to the song started. It was a techno dance song. When it got a little into the song, she started to sing, " My phone's not ringing, my doorbell isn't singing. My bed is empty, my friends say all I do is cry. Because you left me, and you didn't even want me. I'm lost and lonely, can't live with out you, You. Every Beat Of My Heart, Every Day Of My Life, Every Thought On My Mind, Every Second Every Moment, You." As she sang her song, she looked at Arnold in the empty auditorium. Arnold's eyes looked love struck. He thought for a moment. "When she looks at me during a song like this, I have no idea why, but it feels really, well, nice." Arnold stared at her the whole way through the song, and when she got through, Arnold, Lila, and Mr. Simmons clapped and cheered at Helga's wonderful performance. She bowed, and stepped of the stage. Mr. Simmons smiled. " Well, Helga! You passed! I know that much about it!" Arnold went up to her and put his arms around her shoulders and squeezed her head close to him as she giggled. " WOW! Helga!!! I didn't know you could sing like that!!! That was Wonderful! Actually, I didn't know you could sing at all." Helga laughed. " Well, I can Arnold!! And that up there was proof! And you won't see again until the talent show." Lila walked up to Helga. "Oh Helga! That was just ever so awsome! I should have chosen a softer song. Your song was just ever so sweet, too!" Helga grinned. "Well, I have to go straight home and practice a little before the talent show. See you guys later!" Helga ran out the auditorium and was stopped by a young boy with black hair. "Where you going?" he asked. Helga was confused. "I'm going home, but who are you?" The boy looked at her seriously. "I'm none of your business, but I will take you home." Helga's eyes grew wide with fear. "No Way bucko!!" she ran to the exit of the school. The boy chased after her and grabbed her by the arm. "Listen, your song is the only thing that can cure my problem." Helga stopped struggling. "What problem?" The boy let go of her. " I don't have a diva that can sing to me anymore. The last one that I had quit." Helga looked at him like he was an idiot. " Why in the world do you need a stupid diva to sing to you?" The boy grabbed her by the arm again. " Because, I said so! Now come on!" Helga went to scream for help, but for some reason her scream didn't come out. "HA! You can't scream for help! I have some mysterious powers that can take your voice away until I say I want it back." Helga's eyes filled with tears along with an angry look in them. The boy went out the door. When he got outside, he looked down and closed his eyes. Helga looked around and then looked at him. All of a sudden, there was wind around them, and then they lifted slowly of the ground. Helga was surprised and scared all at once. No one had ever been just lifted of the ground by a weirdo, or been flown away by a human instead of a plane or any other flying object that's meant to lift people of the ground. They flew high into the air and then flew toward a forest.
Arnold and Lila walked out of the school about ten minutes after it all happened. "So Arnold, do you want to go down to the boardwalk for an ice cream with me?" Lila asked. Arnold shook his head. "Na, I got something I got to do." Lila shrugged her shoulders. "Okay, I guess I'll see you tomorrow then?" Arnold started walking toward the opposite direction Lila was walking. "Yeah, I guess." Arnold shouted back.
Arnold walked along the mostly empty sidewalks. When he got to the boarding house, his grandpa jumped out the door. "Well, shortman, did you have fun at school today?" Arnold looked at him. "Yeah! I got chosen to be one out of the limited amount of students they need at the talent show." His grandpa smiled. "Well that's wonderful!! What did ya do for the tryouts?" Arnold climbed on the cement railing on the stoop of the boarding house and sat down. "I sang that song by Daniel Beddingfield, "I Gotta Get Through This", the one they play on the radio all the time. Oh, and I also, kind of showed off by adding a little bit of my talent to dance..really good." Grandpa laughed aloud, " Oh!! That's great! Did you knock em' dead?" Arnold jumped down from the stoop's cement rail and onto the sidewalk. " I guess I did. Listen, I gotta go. I'll see you a dinner time, Ok!?" He turned around and ran down the street to the corner. He went ahead and waited for the bus to come, since it was almost time for it to come around anyway. Plus it was the quickest way to get to his destination. The bus arrived two minutes after he got to the stop. Arnold climbed on and showed the driver his bus pass, then found a seat and sat down. The bus drove along the neighborhood streets, passing all the shops and restaurants. He finally got to the place he was looking for. Arnold pulled on the sting above the seat, causing the driver to stop. He got off the bus, then watched as it left. He turned from the road and looked at the house in front of him. He climbed up the steps, then knocked on the door.
Arnold knocked on the door several times because no one would answer. He knocked one final time, then a blonde woman came to the door. "Eh ..uh . hello?" she said as she rubbed her eye. Arnold looked up at her, then asked his question. "Yeah, is Helga here?" The woman, Miriam Pataki, went over to the stairs in the hallway and yelled, " Helga!!! Are you up there!!?!" No one answered. She came back to the door. "Um, no she's not here right now. I'm not really sure where she is, but when she comes home I can tell her to call you. Your name is?" Arnold looked confused. "But, Helga told me that she was going straight home to practice for the talent show. She should be here." Miriam shrugged her shoulders. "I'm sorry she's not here.but like I said, I could tell her to call you when she gets home." Arnold nodded. "Yeah. That would be fine, I guess." Miriam smiled and yawned, then closed the door. Arnold walked home with his hands in his pockets, staring at the ground as he walked. "I wonder where she is. All I try to do is ask her a simple question like: Do you want to go to the mall with me this weekend to look for clothes for next week's talent show? I can't even do that because she's not home. I guess I'll go find her myself." Arnold ran to Gerald's house. He knocked on the door, and Gerald answered. "Hey! What are you doing here?" Arnold walked in as Gerald held the door open for him. "Oh, I just came here for a question." Gerald sat down the drink he was drinking at that moment. "Yeah? So, what is it?" Arnold sat in a soft, green recliner. " I just wanted to know if you've seen Helga anywhere?" Gerald looked at him dully. "Helga? No, I haven't seen her, but why in the world do you want to know where Helga is?" Arnold got up and walked toward the door. " Because, it's something important, okay?" Gerald grinned. "Whatever you say, buddy." Arnold smiled, then stepped out the door, and headed home. When Arnold got home, his grandpa greeted him in the kitchen. "Arnold, you're home early, what did you do to take such a short time?" Arnold went to the refrigerator and grabbed a soda, then sat at the table. "I went to Helga's house. She said she was going straight home after the auditions, but she wasn't there." His grandpa put a serious look on his face while he was fixing a ham sandwich. " Well, maybe she's just out doing some stuff, or something like that." Arnold sighed. "Yeah, I guess you're right. I'm going upstairs to my room." Arnold started walking up the stairs when his grandpa stopped him by yelling. " Hey Arnold!!! Since when do you want to go over to that Pataki character's house anyway?!" Arnold rolled his eyes. " Since I needed to ask her a question." Arnold walked up the stairs and into his room. He jumped onto his bed and stared out the skylight on his ceiling. " I'll wait until tomorrow. She'll be home tomorrow for sure." Arnold thought. He sat there on his bed for a least thirty minutes, and he began to fall asleep.
The next morning, Arnold woke up and got on his computer. He typed a little while, but then he got a bit tired of the computer, so he went downstairs for breakfast. His grandma was at the stove cooking pancakes. Arnold sat down at the table. Grandpa was looking at the paper. "Uh, Arnold.I think you should look at this," Grandpa stated as he crunched on some cereal. Arnold got up from his seat, and went to the other side of the table. " Read this paragraph here." Grandpa pointed at a paragraph with a picture above it. "That's Helga's picture! What's she doing in the paper?!" Grandpa sighed. "Read the paragraph and you'll know!!duh!! Why do you think I told you to read it?!" Arnold read the little group of words. The paragraph stated:
Nine year old Helga Pataki has been missing since last night. Last seen at P.S. 118 around 3:30 p.m. If you have any information about Helga Pataki, please notify the police immediately. Description: blonde hair, blue eyes, pink dress, big pink bow.
Arnold's eyes widened and his mouth dropped. "oh, no." His eyes watered with tears. He looked as worried as humanly possible. The only thing going through his head at that moment was, " I hope she's is okay."
He ran up to his room in hysterics. He got dressed and called everyone. "Man, where's my phone book," Arnold rummaged through his desk drawers looking for his miniature phone book. "there it is!!!" Arnold grabbed the book from his drawer and looked up the person who probably needed to know this right away. He looked in the H's for Heyerdahl. He dialed the number and Phoebe answered the phone. "Hello," Arnold took a deep breath. "Hi, it's me, Arnold." Phoebe laughed aloud. "Oh! Hi Arnold! So, what are you up to?" Arnold sighed. "Well, it's gonna be pretty hard to say this, but I'm gonna have to. Phoebe, Helga.. Well she's.uh, missing. She has been missing ever since yesterday at 3:00 p.m." Phoebe gasped. "Oh!!!! That's terrible!!! Where could she be!?!?!" Arnold sat back in his seat. "Oh man, I really wish I knew. Phoebe, here's something you can do: Call everyone and tell them that Helga is missing. Okay?" Phoebe stuttered. "Okay, I'll do that. Thanks for telling me this Arnold." Arnold smiled. "You're welcome. Bye!" They both hanged up their phone and Arnold raced down the stairs and into the living room. "Grandpa, Grandma, I'm gonna try to find Helga." They both looked up at him. "But Arnold, you have no idea where to start looking for her!" stated Grandpa with a serious look in his eye. "Grandpa, the paper said she started missing at the school. So, I'll start there." Grandma looked at him. "Well, Arnold, It's very sweet of you to try to find someone you really care about, but you're only a kid. It will be, well, kind of dangerous for someone your age to go somewhere that might lead you out of the city and far away. I mean, trying to find someone when you don't even know where they are could lead you to China for all you know." Arnold looked disturbed. "Listen, Gerald, Helga and I saved the neighborhood last time. That was a hard task, but we did it! What makes you think I'm not gonna be able to do it this time?!!!" Arnold's grandparents looked at each other. "Well, I guess it would be okay," his grandpa started. "but as long as you get safe weapons, gadgets, and all that neat stuff from the girl you got all that from last time." Arnold's eyes brightened. "Oh, you mean Bridgett? Yeah, I'll do that. I still have all the stuff from last time in my closet! And thanks for letting me do this! You guys are the greatest!!" Arnold ran to his grandparents and gave them a hug. He ran up to his room and got his equipment. He ran back down to the kitchen and fixed him some snacks. He packed them in a small backpack. He gave his grandparents another big hug and goodbye. Arnold ran out the door and ran down toward the school while waving goodbye to Grandma and Grandpa. Arnold ran down the street to the school. He opened the door and went to the auditorium entrance. He took out a weird looking object from his utility belt. It looked like a remote for a TV, but it had a magnifying glass connected to it, with some little pinchers. Arnold bent down to the ground. He waved the magnifying glass like object over the ground. The little screen on the front of it lit up. It flashed the words: EVIDENCE FOUND Arnold pressed a small button on the remote and the pinchers started to move. They lifted up a small piece of black hair. Arnold smiled. "Yes! I found something!" He put it in a small bag, and then searched for more evidence.
After a while, Arnold got tired of searching the floors of the school. He didn't find anything else after he found the small strand of hair. He put the bag with the hair in his backpack. Arnold walked out the door. "Maybe if should search on the steps of the school." Arnold took out his evidence detector and searched the steps. He found nothing. Arnold went down to the sidewalk. " I'll search right here, but it will be the last place I'm searching around the school." Arnold inspected the whole sidewalk. Once again, he found absolutely nothing. "Man!! This is impossible!" Arnold left the school premises. He went to the nearest place that he thought every bad criminal would go. The woods.
By the time he got to the woods, it was starting to get dark. Arnold pulled out a pair of night vision goggles. He put them on his football shaped head. He looked all around the creepy forest. He could hear crows and owls all over the place. Arnold crept deeper into the forbidden wood, leaving only foot prints behind. "Gee, this is starting to freak me out!" Arnold stopped in his tracks. He could hear something behind him. He slowly turned his head around toward his back. It was only a deer. Arnold sighed in relief. If only he had a camera to take a picture of how his face looked at that moment. It would probably scare everyone at school if they saw a picture of him with a face like that.
It was beginning to become daylight. Arnold had to find a place to go so no one would find him, even though no one was probably out there that early in the day. But he thought it was better safe than sorry. If someone found him, he would probably be taken back to the city. He found a cabin close by. Arnold thought maybe if someone who doesn't live in the city wouldn't take him back. Plus, if they don't have a car, they would have to walk for two days trying to get back. So, Arnold went ahead and knocked on the cabin door. He heard a voice, a girl's voice. A young woman came to the door. " Yeah, who is it?" the teen shouted. Arnold stood up straight. "Uh, it's a helpless pre-teen boy wanting, um, a little bit of, well, hospitality." The girl opened the door. "Oh! Hello there! Come on in! So, what's your name?" Arnold sat down in a small, wooden rocker. "I'm Arnold." The girl smiled. "Arnold, that's a nice name. My name is Salina." Arnold grinned. "Cool. So, I have a major question I need to know." Salina sat down in a chair. "Yes, what might it be?" Arnold took out the small zip lock bag with the stand of hair in it. "Hm.do you know of a guy around here that has black hair?" Salina's eyes grew wide. "Well, yes. I never liked him though." Arnold looked up from his evidence. "You don't like him, why? What did he do to you?" Salina walked over to a bookcase and grabbed a book. She flipped through some pages, and then stopped. "Here is his picture," Salina put the book in Arnold's face to show him the picture. "He looks, kind of young." Arnold said. "The reason I hate his guts is because about two months ago, he kidnapped me from my home in the city," Salina started. Arnold's mouth dropped. "What did he do to you?" he questioned. "Well, really all he did was put me in a large room, and forced me to sing to him." Arnold looked very surprised. "That's why he kidnapped Helga." Salina's eyes widened again. "Oh no, did you have a loved one kidnapped by that jerk?!" Arnold nodded. "Two other things I need to know, Salina. First, what is his name?" Salina looked under the picture of the evil freak. "Terrence.." Salina told him. Arnold took out a notepad and wrote that down. "Okay, second, where does he live?" Salina flipped to the back of the book and took out a small map. "Here is the location of where he is." She pointed at a small dot. "And here's where we are right now." The she pointed at another small dot bellow it. Arnold smiled. "That's not too far." Salina nodded. "Yeah. It's just above where you are now. It's about.hmm.. one or two miles from here." Arnold got up his things. "Well, I guess I better go now." Salina stopped him. "Wait! Take this. I'm sure you'll need it." Salina handed him the map. "Oh, thanks! I'm sure I will need it. Bye!" Arnold ran out the door. Salina waved back. "Bye Arnold! Hope to see you again!" Arnold ran down the trail that followed to the house where Terrence lived. He couldn't wait to get there and save his friend. But he had a feeling, that she wasn't just a friend to him anymore..
The day was clear. P.S. 118 was auditioning in a talent show. It was a talent show that could only have a limited amount of students in it because the school wanted to see who was the most talented kid in the whole school. That's why they had to audition for it. Only three people in Mr. Simmons class was auditioning. They were: Arnold, Helga, and Lila. Arnold was going to perform the dance song called "Gotta Get Through This." Helga would perform a song that she wrote called "You.'' And finally, Lila was performing a song by Tatu called "How Soon Is Now." They all entered the auditorium. Arnold went first. "Well, do I just start singing?" Arnold asked. Mr. Simmons replied, "Yes, go ahead when your ready." Arnold stood up straight, and took a deep breath. The music started. Since the music was dance music, Arnold 'Break Danced' to the song! Mr. Simmons's eyes grew wide. "Wow!! Arnold!!" He exclaimed. Arnold then started singing to the fast beat of the song. "I Gotta Get Through This, I Gotta Get Through This. I Gotta Make It, Gotta Make It, Gotta Make It Through," He went on with the song. Mr.Simmons's mouth was open through the whole song. Arnold got finished. Mr. Simmons passed his audition. Up next was Lila. The music to her song started. It was weird though.her song was a loud hard dance song, one of those 'Bob Your Head Hard' songs. She started to sing. "I'm The Son, And The Heir. Of The Shyness That Is Criminally Vulgar," She sang the rest of the song, and Mr. Simmons stated something about her song. "Maybe your song is. well a little to loud and disturbing. But it was very good. I guess I'll pass you." And finally, It was Helga's turn. "Mr. Simmons," she started. "this song is one that I made myself, so try not to say anything about it unless it's nice." Mr. Simmons laughed. "Oh, Helga! I wouldn't say anything mean about your special song. Especially if you made it up." Helga's music to the song started. It was a techno dance song. When it got a little into the song, she started to sing, " My phone's not ringing, my doorbell isn't singing. My bed is empty, my friends say all I do is cry. Because you left me, and you didn't even want me. I'm lost and lonely, can't live with out you, You. Every Beat Of My Heart, Every Day Of My Life, Every Thought On My Mind, Every Second Every Moment, You." As she sang her song, she looked at Arnold in the empty auditorium. Arnold's eyes looked love struck. He thought for a moment. "When she looks at me during a song like this, I have no idea why, but it feels really, well, nice." Arnold stared at her the whole way through the song, and when she got through, Arnold, Lila, and Mr. Simmons clapped and cheered at Helga's wonderful performance. She bowed, and stepped of the stage. Mr. Simmons smiled. " Well, Helga! You passed! I know that much about it!" Arnold went up to her and put his arms around her shoulders and squeezed her head close to him as she giggled. " WOW! Helga!!! I didn't know you could sing like that!!! That was Wonderful! Actually, I didn't know you could sing at all." Helga laughed. " Well, I can Arnold!! And that up there was proof! And you won't see again until the talent show." Lila walked up to Helga. "Oh Helga! That was just ever so awsome! I should have chosen a softer song. Your song was just ever so sweet, too!" Helga grinned. "Well, I have to go straight home and practice a little before the talent show. See you guys later!" Helga ran out the auditorium and was stopped by a young boy with black hair. "Where you going?" he asked. Helga was confused. "I'm going home, but who are you?" The boy looked at her seriously. "I'm none of your business, but I will take you home." Helga's eyes grew wide with fear. "No Way bucko!!" she ran to the exit of the school. The boy chased after her and grabbed her by the arm. "Listen, your song is the only thing that can cure my problem." Helga stopped struggling. "What problem?" The boy let go of her. " I don't have a diva that can sing to me anymore. The last one that I had quit." Helga looked at him like he was an idiot. " Why in the world do you need a stupid diva to sing to you?" The boy grabbed her by the arm again. " Because, I said so! Now come on!" Helga went to scream for help, but for some reason her scream didn't come out. "HA! You can't scream for help! I have some mysterious powers that can take your voice away until I say I want it back." Helga's eyes filled with tears along with an angry look in them. The boy went out the door. When he got outside, he looked down and closed his eyes. Helga looked around and then looked at him. All of a sudden, there was wind around them, and then they lifted slowly of the ground. Helga was surprised and scared all at once. No one had ever been just lifted of the ground by a weirdo, or been flown away by a human instead of a plane or any other flying object that's meant to lift people of the ground. They flew high into the air and then flew toward a forest.
Arnold and Lila walked out of the school about ten minutes after it all happened. "So Arnold, do you want to go down to the boardwalk for an ice cream with me?" Lila asked. Arnold shook his head. "Na, I got something I got to do." Lila shrugged her shoulders. "Okay, I guess I'll see you tomorrow then?" Arnold started walking toward the opposite direction Lila was walking. "Yeah, I guess." Arnold shouted back.
Arnold walked along the mostly empty sidewalks. When he got to the boarding house, his grandpa jumped out the door. "Well, shortman, did you have fun at school today?" Arnold looked at him. "Yeah! I got chosen to be one out of the limited amount of students they need at the talent show." His grandpa smiled. "Well that's wonderful!! What did ya do for the tryouts?" Arnold climbed on the cement railing on the stoop of the boarding house and sat down. "I sang that song by Daniel Beddingfield, "I Gotta Get Through This", the one they play on the radio all the time. Oh, and I also, kind of showed off by adding a little bit of my talent to dance..really good." Grandpa laughed aloud, " Oh!! That's great! Did you knock em' dead?" Arnold jumped down from the stoop's cement rail and onto the sidewalk. " I guess I did. Listen, I gotta go. I'll see you a dinner time, Ok!?" He turned around and ran down the street to the corner. He went ahead and waited for the bus to come, since it was almost time for it to come around anyway. Plus it was the quickest way to get to his destination. The bus arrived two minutes after he got to the stop. Arnold climbed on and showed the driver his bus pass, then found a seat and sat down. The bus drove along the neighborhood streets, passing all the shops and restaurants. He finally got to the place he was looking for. Arnold pulled on the sting above the seat, causing the driver to stop. He got off the bus, then watched as it left. He turned from the road and looked at the house in front of him. He climbed up the steps, then knocked on the door.
Arnold knocked on the door several times because no one would answer. He knocked one final time, then a blonde woman came to the door. "Eh ..uh . hello?" she said as she rubbed her eye. Arnold looked up at her, then asked his question. "Yeah, is Helga here?" The woman, Miriam Pataki, went over to the stairs in the hallway and yelled, " Helga!!! Are you up there!!?!" No one answered. She came back to the door. "Um, no she's not here right now. I'm not really sure where she is, but when she comes home I can tell her to call you. Your name is?" Arnold looked confused. "But, Helga told me that she was going straight home to practice for the talent show. She should be here." Miriam shrugged her shoulders. "I'm sorry she's not here.but like I said, I could tell her to call you when she gets home." Arnold nodded. "Yeah. That would be fine, I guess." Miriam smiled and yawned, then closed the door. Arnold walked home with his hands in his pockets, staring at the ground as he walked. "I wonder where she is. All I try to do is ask her a simple question like: Do you want to go to the mall with me this weekend to look for clothes for next week's talent show? I can't even do that because she's not home. I guess I'll go find her myself." Arnold ran to Gerald's house. He knocked on the door, and Gerald answered. "Hey! What are you doing here?" Arnold walked in as Gerald held the door open for him. "Oh, I just came here for a question." Gerald sat down the drink he was drinking at that moment. "Yeah? So, what is it?" Arnold sat in a soft, green recliner. " I just wanted to know if you've seen Helga anywhere?" Gerald looked at him dully. "Helga? No, I haven't seen her, but why in the world do you want to know where Helga is?" Arnold got up and walked toward the door. " Because, it's something important, okay?" Gerald grinned. "Whatever you say, buddy." Arnold smiled, then stepped out the door, and headed home. When Arnold got home, his grandpa greeted him in the kitchen. "Arnold, you're home early, what did you do to take such a short time?" Arnold went to the refrigerator and grabbed a soda, then sat at the table. "I went to Helga's house. She said she was going straight home after the auditions, but she wasn't there." His grandpa put a serious look on his face while he was fixing a ham sandwich. " Well, maybe she's just out doing some stuff, or something like that." Arnold sighed. "Yeah, I guess you're right. I'm going upstairs to my room." Arnold started walking up the stairs when his grandpa stopped him by yelling. " Hey Arnold!!! Since when do you want to go over to that Pataki character's house anyway?!" Arnold rolled his eyes. " Since I needed to ask her a question." Arnold walked up the stairs and into his room. He jumped onto his bed and stared out the skylight on his ceiling. " I'll wait until tomorrow. She'll be home tomorrow for sure." Arnold thought. He sat there on his bed for a least thirty minutes, and he began to fall asleep.
The next morning, Arnold woke up and got on his computer. He typed a little while, but then he got a bit tired of the computer, so he went downstairs for breakfast. His grandma was at the stove cooking pancakes. Arnold sat down at the table. Grandpa was looking at the paper. "Uh, Arnold.I think you should look at this," Grandpa stated as he crunched on some cereal. Arnold got up from his seat, and went to the other side of the table. " Read this paragraph here." Grandpa pointed at a paragraph with a picture above it. "That's Helga's picture! What's she doing in the paper?!" Grandpa sighed. "Read the paragraph and you'll know!!duh!! Why do you think I told you to read it?!" Arnold read the little group of words. The paragraph stated:
Nine year old Helga Pataki has been missing since last night. Last seen at P.S. 118 around 3:30 p.m. If you have any information about Helga Pataki, please notify the police immediately. Description: blonde hair, blue eyes, pink dress, big pink bow.
Arnold's eyes widened and his mouth dropped. "oh, no." His eyes watered with tears. He looked as worried as humanly possible. The only thing going through his head at that moment was, " I hope she's is okay."
He ran up to his room in hysterics. He got dressed and called everyone. "Man, where's my phone book," Arnold rummaged through his desk drawers looking for his miniature phone book. "there it is!!!" Arnold grabbed the book from his drawer and looked up the person who probably needed to know this right away. He looked in the H's for Heyerdahl. He dialed the number and Phoebe answered the phone. "Hello," Arnold took a deep breath. "Hi, it's me, Arnold." Phoebe laughed aloud. "Oh! Hi Arnold! So, what are you up to?" Arnold sighed. "Well, it's gonna be pretty hard to say this, but I'm gonna have to. Phoebe, Helga.. Well she's.uh, missing. She has been missing ever since yesterday at 3:00 p.m." Phoebe gasped. "Oh!!!! That's terrible!!! Where could she be!?!?!" Arnold sat back in his seat. "Oh man, I really wish I knew. Phoebe, here's something you can do: Call everyone and tell them that Helga is missing. Okay?" Phoebe stuttered. "Okay, I'll do that. Thanks for telling me this Arnold." Arnold smiled. "You're welcome. Bye!" They both hanged up their phone and Arnold raced down the stairs and into the living room. "Grandpa, Grandma, I'm gonna try to find Helga." They both looked up at him. "But Arnold, you have no idea where to start looking for her!" stated Grandpa with a serious look in his eye. "Grandpa, the paper said she started missing at the school. So, I'll start there." Grandma looked at him. "Well, Arnold, It's very sweet of you to try to find someone you really care about, but you're only a kid. It will be, well, kind of dangerous for someone your age to go somewhere that might lead you out of the city and far away. I mean, trying to find someone when you don't even know where they are could lead you to China for all you know." Arnold looked disturbed. "Listen, Gerald, Helga and I saved the neighborhood last time. That was a hard task, but we did it! What makes you think I'm not gonna be able to do it this time?!!!" Arnold's grandparents looked at each other. "Well, I guess it would be okay," his grandpa started. "but as long as you get safe weapons, gadgets, and all that neat stuff from the girl you got all that from last time." Arnold's eyes brightened. "Oh, you mean Bridgett? Yeah, I'll do that. I still have all the stuff from last time in my closet! And thanks for letting me do this! You guys are the greatest!!" Arnold ran to his grandparents and gave them a hug. He ran up to his room and got his equipment. He ran back down to the kitchen and fixed him some snacks. He packed them in a small backpack. He gave his grandparents another big hug and goodbye. Arnold ran out the door and ran down toward the school while waving goodbye to Grandma and Grandpa. Arnold ran down the street to the school. He opened the door and went to the auditorium entrance. He took out a weird looking object from his utility belt. It looked like a remote for a TV, but it had a magnifying glass connected to it, with some little pinchers. Arnold bent down to the ground. He waved the magnifying glass like object over the ground. The little screen on the front of it lit up. It flashed the words: EVIDENCE FOUND Arnold pressed a small button on the remote and the pinchers started to move. They lifted up a small piece of black hair. Arnold smiled. "Yes! I found something!" He put it in a small bag, and then searched for more evidence.
After a while, Arnold got tired of searching the floors of the school. He didn't find anything else after he found the small strand of hair. He put the bag with the hair in his backpack. Arnold walked out the door. "Maybe if should search on the steps of the school." Arnold took out his evidence detector and searched the steps. He found nothing. Arnold went down to the sidewalk. " I'll search right here, but it will be the last place I'm searching around the school." Arnold inspected the whole sidewalk. Once again, he found absolutely nothing. "Man!! This is impossible!" Arnold left the school premises. He went to the nearest place that he thought every bad criminal would go. The woods.
By the time he got to the woods, it was starting to get dark. Arnold pulled out a pair of night vision goggles. He put them on his football shaped head. He looked all around the creepy forest. He could hear crows and owls all over the place. Arnold crept deeper into the forbidden wood, leaving only foot prints behind. "Gee, this is starting to freak me out!" Arnold stopped in his tracks. He could hear something behind him. He slowly turned his head around toward his back. It was only a deer. Arnold sighed in relief. If only he had a camera to take a picture of how his face looked at that moment. It would probably scare everyone at school if they saw a picture of him with a face like that.
It was beginning to become daylight. Arnold had to find a place to go so no one would find him, even though no one was probably out there that early in the day. But he thought it was better safe than sorry. If someone found him, he would probably be taken back to the city. He found a cabin close by. Arnold thought maybe if someone who doesn't live in the city wouldn't take him back. Plus, if they don't have a car, they would have to walk for two days trying to get back. So, Arnold went ahead and knocked on the cabin door. He heard a voice, a girl's voice. A young woman came to the door. " Yeah, who is it?" the teen shouted. Arnold stood up straight. "Uh, it's a helpless pre-teen boy wanting, um, a little bit of, well, hospitality." The girl opened the door. "Oh! Hello there! Come on in! So, what's your name?" Arnold sat down in a small, wooden rocker. "I'm Arnold." The girl smiled. "Arnold, that's a nice name. My name is Salina." Arnold grinned. "Cool. So, I have a major question I need to know." Salina sat down in a chair. "Yes, what might it be?" Arnold took out the small zip lock bag with the stand of hair in it. "Hm.do you know of a guy around here that has black hair?" Salina's eyes grew wide. "Well, yes. I never liked him though." Arnold looked up from his evidence. "You don't like him, why? What did he do to you?" Salina walked over to a bookcase and grabbed a book. She flipped through some pages, and then stopped. "Here is his picture," Salina put the book in Arnold's face to show him the picture. "He looks, kind of young." Arnold said. "The reason I hate his guts is because about two months ago, he kidnapped me from my home in the city," Salina started. Arnold's mouth dropped. "What did he do to you?" he questioned. "Well, really all he did was put me in a large room, and forced me to sing to him." Arnold looked very surprised. "That's why he kidnapped Helga." Salina's eyes widened again. "Oh no, did you have a loved one kidnapped by that jerk?!" Arnold nodded. "Two other things I need to know, Salina. First, what is his name?" Salina looked under the picture of the evil freak. "Terrence.." Salina told him. Arnold took out a notepad and wrote that down. "Okay, second, where does he live?" Salina flipped to the back of the book and took out a small map. "Here is the location of where he is." She pointed at a small dot. "And here's where we are right now." The she pointed at another small dot bellow it. Arnold smiled. "That's not too far." Salina nodded. "Yeah. It's just above where you are now. It's about.hmm.. one or two miles from here." Arnold got up his things. "Well, I guess I better go now." Salina stopped him. "Wait! Take this. I'm sure you'll need it." Salina handed him the map. "Oh, thanks! I'm sure I will need it. Bye!" Arnold ran out the door. Salina waved back. "Bye Arnold! Hope to see you again!" Arnold ran down the trail that followed to the house where Terrence lived. He couldn't wait to get there and save his friend. But he had a feeling, that she wasn't just a friend to him anymore..
