Hey Arnold The Sequel
True Love Conquers All
Chapter 1
Who invented alarm clocks! Crimeny!
"Beep! Beep! Beep!" The annoying sound stopped abruptly as a ten-year- old girl slammed her fist on an already battered alarm clock. She sat up grumpily, the covers falling off.
"Man! I feel like I got hit by a truck!" She grumbled, putting a hand up to her head, as she felt a headache coming on. She looked at the slightly dented alarm clock. 7:30.
She hurriedly started to get ready for her first day of 5th grade.
A few strands of fly-away hair tickled her face as she rushed around her room. After she finished getting dressed, she quickly brushed her golden yellow hair into a ponytail. Over the summer, she found out that it was easier and quicker to put her hair into a ponytail, rather than her broom-like pigtails. She also heard that it was the latest fashion style, but when did she ever care about some stupid fashion style (Not counting the girl party or when she was posing as Cecile). Her sapphire blue eyes sparkled as she looked out the window at the sunrise.
'Maybe I should be nicer this year. It couldn't hurt.' She thought, shrugging her shoulders to nobody in peticular.
Helga was still pretty nervous about going to school. She hadn't seen Arnold since they saved the neighborhood, so she was scared of how he would react when he saw her again. She decided to be nicer and see his reaction.
Meanwhile.
"Hey Arnold! Hey Arnold! Hey-" Arnold's alarm clock stopped as a hand pulled a wire out of the potato.
Arnold sat up groggily, rubbing his eyes. Stretching and yawning, he started to get ready for school. Soon after, he was finished.
His now tall and lanky figure leaned against the side of his window. His emerald green eyes sparkled as he watched the sunrise. He couldn't wait to see Lila.
He imagined Lila walking up to him and confessing that she like-liked him. Something in the back of his head told him it would never happen.
'There's always hope, isn't there?' Arnold stubbornly fought back.
Nope.
Arnold sighed and went down to breakfast, still trying to win the battle in his mind.
"Hey Shortman. How are you? You know, if you get any taller, I won't be able to call you that anymore!" Grandpa said, chuckling at his own joke as Arnold sat at the table. Arnold smiled and then started eating. After a few silent minutes, Grandpa asked a question that caught Arnold off guard.
"Hey Arnold. I was wondering. Why did your little friend help you? You know, Helga? When you guys saved the neighborhood?" At this, Arnold paled, remembering what happened between him and Helga on top of the FTI building.
"I d-don't know Grandpa." Arnold lied nervously, glancing at the clock. "Oh! I've got to go or I'll be late for school!" With that, he dashed out the door without another word.
Grandpa chuckled, knowing that something had happened between them that Arnold didn't want to tell him. After this thought, he ran to his 'office', muttering something that sounded like 'Never eat rasberries.'
True Love Conquers All
Chapter 1
Who invented alarm clocks! Crimeny!
"Beep! Beep! Beep!" The annoying sound stopped abruptly as a ten-year- old girl slammed her fist on an already battered alarm clock. She sat up grumpily, the covers falling off.
"Man! I feel like I got hit by a truck!" She grumbled, putting a hand up to her head, as she felt a headache coming on. She looked at the slightly dented alarm clock. 7:30.
She hurriedly started to get ready for her first day of 5th grade.
A few strands of fly-away hair tickled her face as she rushed around her room. After she finished getting dressed, she quickly brushed her golden yellow hair into a ponytail. Over the summer, she found out that it was easier and quicker to put her hair into a ponytail, rather than her broom-like pigtails. She also heard that it was the latest fashion style, but when did she ever care about some stupid fashion style (Not counting the girl party or when she was posing as Cecile). Her sapphire blue eyes sparkled as she looked out the window at the sunrise.
'Maybe I should be nicer this year. It couldn't hurt.' She thought, shrugging her shoulders to nobody in peticular.
Helga was still pretty nervous about going to school. She hadn't seen Arnold since they saved the neighborhood, so she was scared of how he would react when he saw her again. She decided to be nicer and see his reaction.
Meanwhile.
"Hey Arnold! Hey Arnold! Hey-" Arnold's alarm clock stopped as a hand pulled a wire out of the potato.
Arnold sat up groggily, rubbing his eyes. Stretching and yawning, he started to get ready for school. Soon after, he was finished.
His now tall and lanky figure leaned against the side of his window. His emerald green eyes sparkled as he watched the sunrise. He couldn't wait to see Lila.
He imagined Lila walking up to him and confessing that she like-liked him. Something in the back of his head told him it would never happen.
'There's always hope, isn't there?' Arnold stubbornly fought back.
Nope.
Arnold sighed and went down to breakfast, still trying to win the battle in his mind.
"Hey Shortman. How are you? You know, if you get any taller, I won't be able to call you that anymore!" Grandpa said, chuckling at his own joke as Arnold sat at the table. Arnold smiled and then started eating. After a few silent minutes, Grandpa asked a question that caught Arnold off guard.
"Hey Arnold. I was wondering. Why did your little friend help you? You know, Helga? When you guys saved the neighborhood?" At this, Arnold paled, remembering what happened between him and Helga on top of the FTI building.
"I d-don't know Grandpa." Arnold lied nervously, glancing at the clock. "Oh! I've got to go or I'll be late for school!" With that, he dashed out the door without another word.
Grandpa chuckled, knowing that something had happened between them that Arnold didn't want to tell him. After this thought, he ran to his 'office', muttering something that sounded like 'Never eat rasberries.'