The Unknown Truth
Chapter 13
The Choice & Decision
Vision of:
Helga
Fan Fic By:
.|+| Hannah-Banana |+|.
Helga was in her bed, her kiss with Arnold kept running like a movie inside her head, as if it's main goal was to haunt her for the rest of her born days. Though she did not mind it, she could still feel the pressure of his lips upon hers, but every time the kiss ended, she remembered Arnold dashing off as though it was a trick of some kind. She sighed aloud, it was eleven at night and nothing could get her to sleep, after three glasses of warm milk, one now unplugged heating pad, and a half finished book could distract her nor lore her into a dreamless sleep.
Hopeless, she was completely hopeless; Helga was hung over a guy, though done her period she was still some barely noticeable side affects, couldn't sleep and school work weighed her down as the surprise at school was coming nearer (A/N: I hope you didn't think that I forget that did you?)
She yawned wanting dearly to fall asleep, she pressed the sleep button on her alarm clock hoping that the music would help a bit. It did indeed the soft jazz soothed her heavy eyes lids as she began to breathe lightly enjoying the music run through her clouded mind.
Helga woke up with a start her alarm had long stopped ringing as she sat up slowly yawning letting her nose a get a sniff of her morning breathe. She stood up stretching out her sleeping muscles; she glanced at the calendar that hung from a weak and rusted tack on her bulletin board. Two more days and it would be coming to put more work on her, she heaved a heavy sigh and continued to wash and dress herself for the torturing day.
Back in her room, she had dressed herself in some tight dark blue jeans and light pink blouse that fitted loosely around her arms and torso. Her watch (Yes she does have a watch) that hugged her wrist displayed that it was almost time to visit the bus stop; Helga glanced back at her calendar to see that Olga's Wedding was the same day of her wedding!!
She was sure now that her life was flushing down the toilet, she could of punch her fist through a stonewall, but cry an ocean. She reached for her one-ton bag and slugged it over her shoulder, closing her bedroom door she rushed down stairs as she grabbed an apple and ran out the door.
Helga stood waiting for the slow bus to arrive, Phoebe was chatting with Gerald he seemed so involved he didn't notice when Lila came into view with a small dress, 'why does she always where a dress?' She, asked herself. However, Iggy was with her hanging over her like a puppy on a leash. Lila could wrap boys around her finger and use them in anyway. Maybe even Arnold.
The bus arrived but there was still no sign of Arnold, must of driven to school, it must have been a trick she thought bitterly, wanting spit into Lila's new high heels. Sighing she hopped onto the bus as she slumped against the seat, Phoebe did not sit with her this time. In fact she decided to sit with Gerald was just as interested in Phoebe as she was with him.
She was jealous of Phoebe, though she knew that Phoebe deserved him and everything, she was kind, loyal, gentle, and always willing to give something to help a person. However, she was the way opposite of Phoebe, she was never kind, she never helped anyone, and was the meanest person you could possibly. As she thought through this a whole new, light was shed upon her.
What if she changed herself completely? Would Arnold notice? Would her family like or even love her more. Moreover, would she be happier? Would she be like Lila? No, she would never go that low. Her heart was starting to beat faster as she thought more of this, it would give her more of a choice, she could start over, but she was sad too. She would have to change her whole personality to be liked, is that even right?
The bus came to a halt, she jumped off. She needed to change, if she would ever want to be cared for.
(A/N: Ooo!! This will be interesting won't it.)
Chapter 13
The Choice & Decision
Vision of:
Helga
Fan Fic By:
.|+| Hannah-Banana |+|.
Helga was in her bed, her kiss with Arnold kept running like a movie inside her head, as if it's main goal was to haunt her for the rest of her born days. Though she did not mind it, she could still feel the pressure of his lips upon hers, but every time the kiss ended, she remembered Arnold dashing off as though it was a trick of some kind. She sighed aloud, it was eleven at night and nothing could get her to sleep, after three glasses of warm milk, one now unplugged heating pad, and a half finished book could distract her nor lore her into a dreamless sleep.
Hopeless, she was completely hopeless; Helga was hung over a guy, though done her period she was still some barely noticeable side affects, couldn't sleep and school work weighed her down as the surprise at school was coming nearer (A/N: I hope you didn't think that I forget that did you?)
She yawned wanting dearly to fall asleep, she pressed the sleep button on her alarm clock hoping that the music would help a bit. It did indeed the soft jazz soothed her heavy eyes lids as she began to breathe lightly enjoying the music run through her clouded mind.
Helga woke up with a start her alarm had long stopped ringing as she sat up slowly yawning letting her nose a get a sniff of her morning breathe. She stood up stretching out her sleeping muscles; she glanced at the calendar that hung from a weak and rusted tack on her bulletin board. Two more days and it would be coming to put more work on her, she heaved a heavy sigh and continued to wash and dress herself for the torturing day.
Back in her room, she had dressed herself in some tight dark blue jeans and light pink blouse that fitted loosely around her arms and torso. Her watch (Yes she does have a watch) that hugged her wrist displayed that it was almost time to visit the bus stop; Helga glanced back at her calendar to see that Olga's Wedding was the same day of her wedding!!
She was sure now that her life was flushing down the toilet, she could of punch her fist through a stonewall, but cry an ocean. She reached for her one-ton bag and slugged it over her shoulder, closing her bedroom door she rushed down stairs as she grabbed an apple and ran out the door.
Helga stood waiting for the slow bus to arrive, Phoebe was chatting with Gerald he seemed so involved he didn't notice when Lila came into view with a small dress, 'why does she always where a dress?' She, asked herself. However, Iggy was with her hanging over her like a puppy on a leash. Lila could wrap boys around her finger and use them in anyway. Maybe even Arnold.
The bus arrived but there was still no sign of Arnold, must of driven to school, it must have been a trick she thought bitterly, wanting spit into Lila's new high heels. Sighing she hopped onto the bus as she slumped against the seat, Phoebe did not sit with her this time. In fact she decided to sit with Gerald was just as interested in Phoebe as she was with him.
She was jealous of Phoebe, though she knew that Phoebe deserved him and everything, she was kind, loyal, gentle, and always willing to give something to help a person. However, she was the way opposite of Phoebe, she was never kind, she never helped anyone, and was the meanest person you could possibly. As she thought through this a whole new, light was shed upon her.
What if she changed herself completely? Would Arnold notice? Would her family like or even love her more. Moreover, would she be happier? Would she be like Lila? No, she would never go that low. Her heart was starting to beat faster as she thought more of this, it would give her more of a choice, she could start over, but she was sad too. She would have to change her whole personality to be liked, is that even right?
The bus came to a halt, she jumped off. She needed to change, if she would ever want to be cared for.
(A/N: Ooo!! This will be interesting won't it.)