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Here is chapter Two. I hope everyone is enjoying the story so far!

Chapter Two- "The Beginning"

CLICK! SLAM! Helga swirls around so fast her shoes squeak on the floor. She sees Big Bob shoving a cell phone into his pocket before mumbling, "Don't forget to pick up the girl!" Helgas face twists up in an expression of hurt. "Come on Olga, I need to get back to work!" Big Bob grabs Helgas plastic bag of personnel belongings and shoves it at her. Taking the vase of flowers Arnold had given her, Helga slowly walks out the door, trailing behind her father. Big Bob states, "Says on this bottle you have to take 1 pill 4 times a day! I think you can handle that, right?" The automatic door slides shut behind Helga and she climbs into the car. Leaning against the cool glass of the window, she picks out a cloud in the sky starring at it the whole way home.

Back at home Helga lays in her bed thinking of the first night in the hospital. Was that kiss really real? It was so soft, gentle, full of love! Oh Arnold my love! How I long for your sweet, tender kiss. Have you wrap me in the warmth of your arms. Seal your kiss upon my lips! Oh Arnold! Arnold! Arnold! Just then she heard heavy breathing from behind her. "AAAHHHH!" PUNCH! As always it was Brainy breathing down her neck. Helga in shock, "What are you doing in my room?" Then out of no where she sees her whole class standing in front of her. Nervous, she intertwines her fingers and laughs under her breath. "Hey everybody." Everyone standing far enough away so they wont catch her illness, waves hello. Rhonda, looking around Helgas room comments, "Look at all this kid stuff! No wonder why you don't have any friends!" Arnold gets frustrated with all the negative insults flying at Helga. His temper boiling inside he takes a deep breath. "Hey Helga! We came to bring you a get well card, signed from all of us" Helga takes a look at the large hand-made card. It's filled with signatures in ink, pencils, marker and crayon. She notices a brown smudge at one corner. "What's this thing in the corner?" Harold, looking around whistling to himself, looks at Helga, "Okay! It was me! I had a Mr. Fudgie Bar! It was on my fingers when I signed the card. I'm sorry!" Harold runs out of the room crying. The class wishes her well and leaves her room.

"Arnold?" Arnold stops just outside the door and turns around. "Yeah?" Helga sits up in bed, showing her cotton pink night-gown, with white ruffled trim around the arms and neck. Arnold can't help but look at the neckline of her night-gown. Embarrassed, Helga pulls the blanket up to her chest, "Arnold, I remember what you said that first night in the hospital" Shocked that she remembered, Arnold blushes. "Do you remember everything?" Helga looks awkwardly around the room. With all the courage she can dig out she says, "I remember a………well………..I'm not sure if you really……….." Arnold runs to her side and grabs her hands. Helga freezes as Arnold looks her straight into the eyes. "You remember my kiss?" Arnold thinks how sweet Helga looks, now with rosy red cheeks. "Yes, I remember" A moment of silence stands between them. "Now what? " Arnold lets go of Helgas hand, she grabs his hand back into hers, "We keep doing this" Arnold nods his head, and gives Helga a soft smile. Helga smiles back. He hands her a glass of water and her 12:00pm pill. They both cuddle together holding hands in bed. Stroking her hair, she falls asleep in his arms.


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Sometime early that evening, Helga wakes up alone. Looking around for her true love in the half-darkened bedroom. She sees a folded piece of white paper next to her lamp on the nightstand, She reaches over and picks it up. Her hands shaking, not knowing what the words printed on the paper might say. She opens it up and reads-

My dearest Helga,

In pre-school, that day the car splashed you with mud, I thought you were the sweetest girl I ever met. You looked so cute with your pink bow on top of your head. Then once inside the classroom you became bitter and angry. I never thought much about us as more than classmates. A few years later a group of us kids played baseball in a field, and you were their. We hung out in group activities. Every now and then I'd catch you looking at me, or smiling in my direction. For a while I just pushed out the thought that you might have a crush on me. But than my own feelings started taking over, and I saw who the real you were. The sweet, loving Helga. I now know you truly feel the same way I do. But I'm not so sure. Helga, I think we might have something. If you'd like to see if we connect, call me and we'll talk. Until then, sleep well my beautiful flower.

Arnold

Helga falls back in her bed with a big, dreamy smile on her face. Suddenly she grabs the phone, dials Arnolds number, and then hangs up. I can't do this! What if it's all a joke? He wants to make a fool out of me. 'HE' will have to call 'ME'!

The next day Helga returns to school. Sitting on the other end of the classroom. She glances over at Arnold who looks away fast. She sees the hurt in his eyes as he takes out a pencil from his binder and starts to scribble on a piece of paper. After first period, as Helga walks into her drivers ed class, she hides behind the open door as she spots Arnold at her locker. He slides the note she saw him writing in class, into her locker and walk away. She walks over to her locker, watching for a sign of his return. Opening up the note, her eyes widen……………

(A/N: Thanks for reading. I am open to any comments and suggestions you may have)