Chapter 2
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Thirty-Five. Thirty-Five spitballs shot at my head before the bell to lunch rang, that's got to be a new record. Of course I'd prefer if she'd insult me rather than shoot spitballs at me but at least it's some attention. I just sat there thinking of wonderful things about Helga when Mr. Simmons interrupted my thoughts.
"Ok class I have just been informed that we will have a very special new student coming to join our special class sometime next week so I hope you all will make him feel welcome and special because we are all special in our own special way. Now, who's ready for some fun with fractions."
"Hey Gerald." I turned to my left to talk to him. "What do you think the new kid will be like? Mr. Simmons said 'him' so he might be a he." (AN: does that make sense?)
"I don't know Arnold. Whoever he is hope he can play basketball. We need somebody good for the team." He said.
We continued to talk about the new kid until the lunch bell rang. Gerald and I got in line behind Helga and Pheobe. When Helga turned around the get a pudding I got a whiff of her hair. It smelled like strawberries. I must have looked a little funny standing there because Helga said, "What are you looking at Football Head?" She turned her head around looking for something and it was just my unfortunate lick that Lila was standing a few feet in front of her.
"Oh I see, you're looking at Liiilaaaa aren't you Arnold? Of course you are. You're practically in love with her."
"Why would I be looking at Lila? I liked her in the fourth grade. I don't like her anymore. I like someone else now." Why, oh WHY did I have to go and say that?! But after I said it she had a funny kind of look on her face. Almost as if she was thinking on it. Then she and Pheobe walked away.
"Man Arnold, what was all that about?" Gerald asked. "And what's this I hear about you liking someone else huh? Who is it? Is she in our grade? Is she in our class?"
"Ok Gerald. I'll tell you but you've got to keep it a secret and don't freak out ok?" He nodded. "It's Helga."
He stood there for a few seconds then his eyes rolled back into his head, and he fainted. I rolled my eyes and step over him and went to eat my lunch. He'd wake up eventually. Somebody would step on him and wake up. So I sat at our usual table and ate my sandwich waiting for the bell to go back to class. At least Gerald didn't freak out.
One......
Two......
Sixteen.....
Twenty-four......
Thirty-Five. Thirty-Five spitballs shot at my head before the bell to lunch rang, that's got to be a new record. Of course I'd prefer if she'd insult me rather than shoot spitballs at me but at least it's some attention. I just sat there thinking of wonderful things about Helga when Mr. Simmons interrupted my thoughts.
"Ok class I have just been informed that we will have a very special new student coming to join our special class sometime next week so I hope you all will make him feel welcome and special because we are all special in our own special way. Now, who's ready for some fun with fractions."
"Hey Gerald." I turned to my left to talk to him. "What do you think the new kid will be like? Mr. Simmons said 'him' so he might be a he." (AN: does that make sense?)
"I don't know Arnold. Whoever he is hope he can play basketball. We need somebody good for the team." He said.
We continued to talk about the new kid until the lunch bell rang. Gerald and I got in line behind Helga and Pheobe. When Helga turned around the get a pudding I got a whiff of her hair. It smelled like strawberries. I must have looked a little funny standing there because Helga said, "What are you looking at Football Head?" She turned her head around looking for something and it was just my unfortunate lick that Lila was standing a few feet in front of her.
"Oh I see, you're looking at Liiilaaaa aren't you Arnold? Of course you are. You're practically in love with her."
"Why would I be looking at Lila? I liked her in the fourth grade. I don't like her anymore. I like someone else now." Why, oh WHY did I have to go and say that?! But after I said it she had a funny kind of look on her face. Almost as if she was thinking on it. Then she and Pheobe walked away.
"Man Arnold, what was all that about?" Gerald asked. "And what's this I hear about you liking someone else huh? Who is it? Is she in our grade? Is she in our class?"
"Ok Gerald. I'll tell you but you've got to keep it a secret and don't freak out ok?" He nodded. "It's Helga."
He stood there for a few seconds then his eyes rolled back into his head, and he fainted. I rolled my eyes and step over him and went to eat my lunch. He'd wake up eventually. Somebody would step on him and wake up. So I sat at our usual table and ate my sandwich waiting for the bell to go back to class. At least Gerald didn't freak out.