A/N: Hey guys! Starting a new story! This story is going to be in POV's of
only Arnold and Helga. It changes every other chapter. Chapter 1= Arnold,
Chapter 2= Helga, Chapter 3= Arnold...etc.
Summary: Basically everyone is coming to the 5-Year-Reunion. Helga has a boyfriend, but Arnold still loves her. So?
It's 3:01 and my annoying alarm clock is going off. I turn from my to reach out and shut the damn thing off. I groan and head towards the shower. Today is my 5-Year-Reunion. I've been waiting for this. I haven't seen anyone in years. After high school, I went to California to study in law. I'm now a lawyer and for the past week I've been living here. I finished my years in college so I came back to the city. I have my own apartment. No, I'm not married. I didn't really think about girls in college. I studied a lot, which explains all of my success. I really don't know what happened to everyone. That's why I volunteered to help with the decorations all week. I was hoping some old friends would also volunteer. Unfortunately, the only other people to volunteer besides Mr. Simmons, were some freshman of the high school. I have to admit though, the place looks great.
I got out of the shower and changed into a pair of shorts and a tee shirt. It's Friday, July 15th and it's burning hot. Even after all the years in California, I still have not adapted to high temperatures. I still had a lot of time until the reunion. I always wake up early because I usually always have something to do. Plus, if I wake up late then I feel like I missed most of the day. Anyway I decided to go online. I signed onto AIM as my old screen name- Footballhead. I laughed as I typed in my password- Helga. When I first needed a screen name I asked some people and they gave me a few ideas, but one that stuck with me was "Footballhead." I looked at my buddy list and noticed a couple of people were also online. I started to type, but someone interrupted me. I looked at the screen name, Writersblock.
Writersblock: Hey Arnold! It's been a while. How are you?
Footballhead: Who is this?
Writersblock: Oh yea! I never gave you my screen name. I gave it to everyone else. I wrote it in everyones' yearbook. Guess I never got to you.
Footballhead: Guess not. But then how did you get my screen name?
Writersblock: Cuz you are very obvious! I know you more than you'll ever know
Footballhead: Oh really? You still haven't told me who you are
Writersblock: I'll tell you tonight!
Footballhead: You better! Or I might have to hunt you down
Writersblock: I'm sure... I have to go Arnold. I'll see you tonight. By the way, remind me to ask you about the whole lawyer thing. Bye!
Footballhead: Wait! How'd you know?
As I pressed "Enter," an error popped up telling me that "Writersblock," had already signed off. That was really freaky! Let's see what I can figure out. I'm a lawyer. This shouldn't be too hard. This definitely couldn't have been a joke and it wasn't a guy either. It was a girl that I grew up with. She said she knew me more than I'll ever know. I guess that means I wasn't too close to her. That cancels out a lot of girls. A major clue was the she knew that I am a lawyer. Maybe she went to the same university as me. She wasn't a lawyer because she wouldn't have asked about being a lawyer then. Her screen name was "Writersblock," so maybe she was a writer... I spent the rest of the day walking around the neighborhood. I noticed the children or grandchildren of the original owners owned many of the stores. Mr. Green's store now belongs to his son while Mrs. Vitello's Flower Shop is now owned by her granddaughter. The party started at 6 p.m., but I was so caught up in the neighborhood that I forgot the time. Anyway I'm speeding way over the limit as I drive towards the school. There are already many cars in the parking lot. The plan was that everyone would meet in the gym. Then the teachers would were going to show a presentation. I parked my black BMW, and entered the school. As I walked towards the gym I could hear people screaming, and music blaring. I noticed some familiar faces and some new ones.
"Hey Arnold!" someone screamed. I couldn't see the person, but people began shuffling. Out of the crowd came my old time best friend.
"Well, your not even gonna say hi?" he asked as he gave me a tight hug.
"Of course. Man, how have you been? I haven't seen you in 5 long years"
"You're the one who left to California without a word. I'm fine though."
"Sorry. I had to get away from here. I wanted to see something new! So what are you up to?
What happened to college?"
"I went to NYU. I didn't find anything too great there though. I'm an entertainer at the local club."
"A club? You drink?" I said trying not to be offensive.
"Yea, a club. No, I can't drink! My wife would shoot me!" Gerald laughed.
I laughed, but stopped.
"WAIT! Your wife? You're married?" I screamed.
Everyone turned to Gerald and I. Out of the crowd came a small women. She came over and took Gerald's hand.
"Hi Arnold! Your voice seemed familiar."
"PHOEBE?" I screamed.
"Arnold! I'm right here. You don't have to shout!" she said while rolling her eyes.
"Gerald, you married Phoebe?"
"That hurt Arnold!" Phoebe said.
"No, I'm sorry. It's just...what about the wedding?"
"We had it already," the couple both answered simply.
" Without me?"
"Yup. It was a small wedding. The only people invited were close family."
"So? I thought I was family."
"Sorry man. Your grandpa...umm...you know before we could get your number."
I looked down. Grandpa and Grandma both died a couple days after I left. That was another reason I decided to keep attending the university in California. I couldn't live in the boarding house with all those memories of them. I practically bawled every time I entered the house. All the boarding guests are old. They needed too much supervision so I sold the house. They all still live there, just with a new owner.
"Right.... so how was the wedding?" I continued
"Great!" they both answered. They went well together.
"I'm curious, but was anyone besides family invited?"
"One." Gerald smiled.
"One? Who?" I asked.
A/N: That's it! How'd you like it? You can see that Arnold is much different in this then in my other story, "Always There." Please review!
Summary: Basically everyone is coming to the 5-Year-Reunion. Helga has a boyfriend, but Arnold still loves her. So?
It's 3:01 and my annoying alarm clock is going off. I turn from my to reach out and shut the damn thing off. I groan and head towards the shower. Today is my 5-Year-Reunion. I've been waiting for this. I haven't seen anyone in years. After high school, I went to California to study in law. I'm now a lawyer and for the past week I've been living here. I finished my years in college so I came back to the city. I have my own apartment. No, I'm not married. I didn't really think about girls in college. I studied a lot, which explains all of my success. I really don't know what happened to everyone. That's why I volunteered to help with the decorations all week. I was hoping some old friends would also volunteer. Unfortunately, the only other people to volunteer besides Mr. Simmons, were some freshman of the high school. I have to admit though, the place looks great.
I got out of the shower and changed into a pair of shorts and a tee shirt. It's Friday, July 15th and it's burning hot. Even after all the years in California, I still have not adapted to high temperatures. I still had a lot of time until the reunion. I always wake up early because I usually always have something to do. Plus, if I wake up late then I feel like I missed most of the day. Anyway I decided to go online. I signed onto AIM as my old screen name- Footballhead. I laughed as I typed in my password- Helga. When I first needed a screen name I asked some people and they gave me a few ideas, but one that stuck with me was "Footballhead." I looked at my buddy list and noticed a couple of people were also online. I started to type, but someone interrupted me. I looked at the screen name, Writersblock.
Writersblock: Hey Arnold! It's been a while. How are you?
Footballhead: Who is this?
Writersblock: Oh yea! I never gave you my screen name. I gave it to everyone else. I wrote it in everyones' yearbook. Guess I never got to you.
Footballhead: Guess not. But then how did you get my screen name?
Writersblock: Cuz you are very obvious! I know you more than you'll ever know
Footballhead: Oh really? You still haven't told me who you are
Writersblock: I'll tell you tonight!
Footballhead: You better! Or I might have to hunt you down
Writersblock: I'm sure... I have to go Arnold. I'll see you tonight. By the way, remind me to ask you about the whole lawyer thing. Bye!
Footballhead: Wait! How'd you know?
As I pressed "Enter," an error popped up telling me that "Writersblock," had already signed off. That was really freaky! Let's see what I can figure out. I'm a lawyer. This shouldn't be too hard. This definitely couldn't have been a joke and it wasn't a guy either. It was a girl that I grew up with. She said she knew me more than I'll ever know. I guess that means I wasn't too close to her. That cancels out a lot of girls. A major clue was the she knew that I am a lawyer. Maybe she went to the same university as me. She wasn't a lawyer because she wouldn't have asked about being a lawyer then. Her screen name was "Writersblock," so maybe she was a writer... I spent the rest of the day walking around the neighborhood. I noticed the children or grandchildren of the original owners owned many of the stores. Mr. Green's store now belongs to his son while Mrs. Vitello's Flower Shop is now owned by her granddaughter. The party started at 6 p.m., but I was so caught up in the neighborhood that I forgot the time. Anyway I'm speeding way over the limit as I drive towards the school. There are already many cars in the parking lot. The plan was that everyone would meet in the gym. Then the teachers would were going to show a presentation. I parked my black BMW, and entered the school. As I walked towards the gym I could hear people screaming, and music blaring. I noticed some familiar faces and some new ones.
"Hey Arnold!" someone screamed. I couldn't see the person, but people began shuffling. Out of the crowd came my old time best friend.
"Well, your not even gonna say hi?" he asked as he gave me a tight hug.
"Of course. Man, how have you been? I haven't seen you in 5 long years"
"You're the one who left to California without a word. I'm fine though."
"Sorry. I had to get away from here. I wanted to see something new! So what are you up to?
What happened to college?"
"I went to NYU. I didn't find anything too great there though. I'm an entertainer at the local club."
"A club? You drink?" I said trying not to be offensive.
"Yea, a club. No, I can't drink! My wife would shoot me!" Gerald laughed.
I laughed, but stopped.
"WAIT! Your wife? You're married?" I screamed.
Everyone turned to Gerald and I. Out of the crowd came a small women. She came over and took Gerald's hand.
"Hi Arnold! Your voice seemed familiar."
"PHOEBE?" I screamed.
"Arnold! I'm right here. You don't have to shout!" she said while rolling her eyes.
"Gerald, you married Phoebe?"
"That hurt Arnold!" Phoebe said.
"No, I'm sorry. It's just...what about the wedding?"
"We had it already," the couple both answered simply.
" Without me?"
"Yup. It was a small wedding. The only people invited were close family."
"So? I thought I was family."
"Sorry man. Your grandpa...umm...you know before we could get your number."
I looked down. Grandpa and Grandma both died a couple days after I left. That was another reason I decided to keep attending the university in California. I couldn't live in the boarding house with all those memories of them. I practically bawled every time I entered the house. All the boarding guests are old. They needed too much supervision so I sold the house. They all still live there, just with a new owner.
"Right.... so how was the wedding?" I continued
"Great!" they both answered. They went well together.
"I'm curious, but was anyone besides family invited?"
"One." Gerald smiled.
"One? Who?" I asked.
A/N: That's it! How'd you like it? You can see that Arnold is much different in this then in my other story, "Always There." Please review!