Hmmm. Well, This isn't my most popular story ever. Only one review last
chapter, Thank-you Sweetinsanity. Then again, my last chapter wasn't much.
I wouldn't have posted that part at all, but somethings Jen said are
slight foreshadowing for latter.
And now that skool is out maybe I can post more. So here I go. This chapter is slightly more usefull to the story line. I think. Mmm.cookie dough.
You know what a disclaimer says.
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Chapter 5- Moving In
"Well, here we are!" Big Bob Pataki stood on the front side walk and gestured proudly at the new house. "The new Pataki Palace!"
Helga got out of the car and looked up at the house, raising half her uni- brow at the house her father seemed so proud of.
"It's a shoe-box." Helga told him dully. And it DID look like a shoe box, long side up. A perfect, two story, gray, rectangle. "I'm living in a shoe-box." She pulled her suitcase out of the back seat and carried it up to the front door.
The front door lead directly into the kitchen, which was mostly black. Black fridge, black stove, black counter tops, black island table. The only things not black in the room were the walls and ceiling, which were a nearly white cream color, and the woman who was trying to find a place to plug in her blender.
"Hey, Mirrium. Finding any good outlets?" Helga asked her mother.
"oh, Helga." Mirrium laughed tiredly. "You're so funny." Helga rolled her eyes and walked through the kitchen to a flight of gray stairs between the kitchen and a small living room. The living room had gray carpet and walls to match the kitchen. It was empty but Bob's easy chair, big screen TV and all of Olga's trophies would change that in a hurry.
Up stairs were two bedrooms and a bathroom. The first bedroom was nice. White walls, white carpet, quite spacious. Helga moved on to the next room to find olive green walls, brown carpet and not so spacious. She threw her suitcase on the floor of this room.
"Great." She muttered. "What was Bob thinking when he bought this place?"
"Hey Olga! Get down here and help bring in our stuff!" Bob called up the stairs.
"Comeing dad!" She called back, making sure he could hear her annoyance. She stomped back down the stairs. Her mom had found an outlet and was now arranging her smoothie ingreadiants in a cupboard above the blender.
Outside Helga found her dad standing by the car, his arms crossed over his chest, studying a house across the assfault circle.
"Would ya check out THAT house?" Bob told Helga with a chuckle. "What weirdo lives there?"
Helga looked at the house and her eyes widened.
The house was a bright blue green color with a purple roof. Oddly shaped windows were placed in the front walls and it was a lot smaller than the houses around it. The strangest thing about the house was the yard. Large lawn gnomes were placed on either side of the sidewalk and what looked like puffer-fish on long poles.
"Probably some crazy old lady." Helga replied. "Ha. Whoever lives there would get along GREAT with Arnold's grandma." The sudden thought of Arnold made tears sting her eyes. She quickly grabbed two bags and went back into the house.
Helga droped the bags on the table and ran up the stairs, locking the door on the green room as soon as she was inside. She sat down against the door and cried. Her hands shook a little as she pulled the gold locket out of her shirt and looked at the picture of Arnold on the front of it. The sight of him made her cry harder.
"Helga? Helga, honey? You okay in there?" Mirrium asked, knocking gently on the door.
"I'm FINE, Mirrium." Helga growled. "Just PERFECT!" She added sarcasticly. Either her mom took the hint that her daughter wanted to be alone or didn't notice the sarcasm. Either way, she went back down stairs, soon the muffled roar of the blender filled the small house.
Helga slapped herself. "Come on Helga! You're blubbering like Pheobe was when you talked to her!" Disgusted with herself for crying she stuffed the locket back into the hidden pocket and stood up. "Toughen up!" She told herself as she walked to the one window in the room. "You don't need that Foot-Ball Head! A few days here and you forget.about.huh?!"
The window over looked the rest of the neighborhood. Across the blacktop circle a lime green dog and a bright blue cat walked down the side walk, each drinking a Brainfreezy.
Helga squeezed her eyes shut, held them shut a moment, then looked back at the side walk. The cat and dog were gone.
'I might go insane first." Helga whispered, still searching the area for the strange creatures. "But I WILL get over Arnold."
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Okay. That's all I'm putting in this chapter. If I add the next part into this chap it'll be too long of a chapter. Not much happened. Sorry. It WILL get better soon. Please Review! Thanks
~HelgaGP
And now that skool is out maybe I can post more. So here I go. This chapter is slightly more usefull to the story line. I think. Mmm.cookie dough.
You know what a disclaimer says.
*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*
Chapter 5- Moving In
"Well, here we are!" Big Bob Pataki stood on the front side walk and gestured proudly at the new house. "The new Pataki Palace!"
Helga got out of the car and looked up at the house, raising half her uni- brow at the house her father seemed so proud of.
"It's a shoe-box." Helga told him dully. And it DID look like a shoe box, long side up. A perfect, two story, gray, rectangle. "I'm living in a shoe-box." She pulled her suitcase out of the back seat and carried it up to the front door.
The front door lead directly into the kitchen, which was mostly black. Black fridge, black stove, black counter tops, black island table. The only things not black in the room were the walls and ceiling, which were a nearly white cream color, and the woman who was trying to find a place to plug in her blender.
"Hey, Mirrium. Finding any good outlets?" Helga asked her mother.
"oh, Helga." Mirrium laughed tiredly. "You're so funny." Helga rolled her eyes and walked through the kitchen to a flight of gray stairs between the kitchen and a small living room. The living room had gray carpet and walls to match the kitchen. It was empty but Bob's easy chair, big screen TV and all of Olga's trophies would change that in a hurry.
Up stairs were two bedrooms and a bathroom. The first bedroom was nice. White walls, white carpet, quite spacious. Helga moved on to the next room to find olive green walls, brown carpet and not so spacious. She threw her suitcase on the floor of this room.
"Great." She muttered. "What was Bob thinking when he bought this place?"
"Hey Olga! Get down here and help bring in our stuff!" Bob called up the stairs.
"Comeing dad!" She called back, making sure he could hear her annoyance. She stomped back down the stairs. Her mom had found an outlet and was now arranging her smoothie ingreadiants in a cupboard above the blender.
Outside Helga found her dad standing by the car, his arms crossed over his chest, studying a house across the assfault circle.
"Would ya check out THAT house?" Bob told Helga with a chuckle. "What weirdo lives there?"
Helga looked at the house and her eyes widened.
The house was a bright blue green color with a purple roof. Oddly shaped windows were placed in the front walls and it was a lot smaller than the houses around it. The strangest thing about the house was the yard. Large lawn gnomes were placed on either side of the sidewalk and what looked like puffer-fish on long poles.
"Probably some crazy old lady." Helga replied. "Ha. Whoever lives there would get along GREAT with Arnold's grandma." The sudden thought of Arnold made tears sting her eyes. She quickly grabbed two bags and went back into the house.
Helga droped the bags on the table and ran up the stairs, locking the door on the green room as soon as she was inside. She sat down against the door and cried. Her hands shook a little as she pulled the gold locket out of her shirt and looked at the picture of Arnold on the front of it. The sight of him made her cry harder.
"Helga? Helga, honey? You okay in there?" Mirrium asked, knocking gently on the door.
"I'm FINE, Mirrium." Helga growled. "Just PERFECT!" She added sarcasticly. Either her mom took the hint that her daughter wanted to be alone or didn't notice the sarcasm. Either way, she went back down stairs, soon the muffled roar of the blender filled the small house.
Helga slapped herself. "Come on Helga! You're blubbering like Pheobe was when you talked to her!" Disgusted with herself for crying she stuffed the locket back into the hidden pocket and stood up. "Toughen up!" She told herself as she walked to the one window in the room. "You don't need that Foot-Ball Head! A few days here and you forget.about.huh?!"
The window over looked the rest of the neighborhood. Across the blacktop circle a lime green dog and a bright blue cat walked down the side walk, each drinking a Brainfreezy.
Helga squeezed her eyes shut, held them shut a moment, then looked back at the side walk. The cat and dog were gone.
'I might go insane first." Helga whispered, still searching the area for the strange creatures. "But I WILL get over Arnold."
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Okay. That's all I'm putting in this chapter. If I add the next part into this chap it'll be too long of a chapter. Not much happened. Sorry. It WILL get better soon. Please Review! Thanks
~HelgaGP