A/N: Chapter 2!
BellaMay76: I never thought about all that. I might include that in the coming chapters. Thanks! Also thanks for reviewing!
Pointy Objects: Thanks a bunch! I love Arnold's BMW too. Thanks reviewing!
SansCorpus: Huge fan huh? Thanks! Keep reading, k? Thanks for reviewing!
The story continues...
"Gale, hurry up!" Anthony shouted.
Doesn't he realize this is my 5-Year-Reunion! I'm going to see people I hate. I have to make them jealous. I'm wearing a light pink dress. My hair is let down and I'm really late. I grabbed my purse and ran down the stairs.
"Done! Let's go!" I shouted at Anthony.
"I think you forgot something," he said looking down at my feet. I looked down at saw my toes.
I groaned and ran upstairs. I took my shoes and ran back downstairs.
"I'll put them on in the car. Let's go!"
"Your feet will get dirty," he told me.
"No shit, Sherlock!"
"Feisty! I like it!" he said. I opened the door, but before I could step outside, I felt myself go in the air.
"Now let's go!" Anthony said. He put me over his shoulder and locked the door using his free hand.
"You better not drop me!"
"You don't trust me?"
"Nope!"
"Guess I have to earn your trust then!"
He unlocked his car and opened the door. Gently he put me inside and closed the door. He ran to the other side and jumped in. I started to put my shoes on.
Today is my 5-Year-Reunion. I finally get to see Phoebe and Gerald again. I haven't seen them since their wedding. Also they get to meet Anthony. Anthony is my boyfriend. We've been going for about 2 months now. He calls me Gale because he told me a long time ago that he hated my name. He mentioned that you could make Gale out of Helga. He has been calling me Gale ever since. It didn't really bug me though.
We reached the school. The parking lot was crowded. Guess everyone came already. Oh well. I get to be "fashionably late," as Rhonda would say.
Anthony and I got out of the car and walked hand in hand in the school. I began feeling nervous as I neared the gym.
We walked into the gym and suddenly I heard my name shouted from somewhere. I looked over and saw Phoebe running to me. I laughed as I noticed she had socks on. She always hated being too dressed up. I rubbed a little of me off on her.
"Hey Phoebe! Nice to see you too!" I laughed. She had practically jumped on me.
"Helga! I missed up so much!"
"Yea, me too! Life's not the same without you." Gerald said as he walked coolly over to us.
"I know. How have you two been?'
"Good. How about you?" Gerald answered. Phoebe was still recovering from all the excitement.
"Fine."
"Who's that?" Gerald eyed.
I turned around and took Anthony's hand.
"Gerald, Phoebe this is Anthony. Anthony, this is Gerald and Phoebe. Don't want to get too close to them though. They're a little old for us. They're married!" I laughed.
"Hi!" Anthony said simply.
"Hi!" Phoebe said with a hint of interest in her voice.
"Are you two an item?" Gerald asked. Phoebe gave him a light push. She obviously was interested, but didn't want to bring it up.
We both smirked giving it away.
"Jealous, Gerald?" Anthony asked.
"Nope. I have the best girl in the world," Gerald grinned while Phoebe blushed.
"What number is Helga?" Anthony asked.
"She's second best." Gerald answered.
"Well, that's fine by me then. You know what they say. First is the worst. Second is the best."
We all laughed.
"Gale, I'm thirsty. You want something?"
"Get me a soda. Any kind. Thanks."
"Alright," he answered.
I watched him as he walked towards to the snack table. Some girls were trying to grab him into the dance floor, but he just shook them off. I turned back to Gerald and Phoebe. They seemed to look bewildered.
"What?" I asked.
"Nothing," they both answered.
I rolled my eyes.
"Phoebe, do you want to dance?" Gerald asked.
"Sure. Let's go!"
"Phoebe? I thought we were going to talk." I whined. I came to this hellhole for her. She was the only person I really wanted to see.
"Don't worry. We will. I'm having a sleepover. You're invited and so is Anthony!"
I smiled and left the two. They shrugged at left to the dance floor. I started looking for a table. Most of the tables had purses or jackets on them. I found one table empty, so I sat down. I stared at the decorations. The place looked great. Almost as great as graduation.
I heard a chair being pulled away from the table.
"Pass me my soda. I'm really thirsty, Anthony."
"It's Arnold, not Anthony."
I swerved around and looked at Arnold.
"Oh! Sorry Arnold. I thought Anthony came."
"Who's Anthony?"
"My umm...boyfriend."
Arnold didn't seem to mind.
"Cool. Sorry to disappoint you."
"It's alright."
"So...how have you been?"
"Good."
"Did you go to college?"
"Of course." I answered simply. I didn't want him to know what college though. It was pretty embarrassing.
"What about you?" I asked.
"I'm good. I'm a lawyer."
"How is that?"
"Good, but a lot of hard work."
"I see."
"Do you want to dance?" he asked.
Now that took me by surprise. I vowed never to dance with him again. Not after last time.
"Hey Gale. I'm gonna go. That soda really hurt my stomach. I threw up already. I'm gonna go home. Is that ok?" Anthony interrupted.
"Sure. Do you want me to come?" I asked.
"No. Stay. Please."
"Phoebe is having a sleepover."
"You can go. Fine by me. I'll pick you up tomorrow at 1. I have work until then. Bye Gale," he said. He gave me a quick kiss on the cheek and left the room.
I blushed and turned back to Arnold. This time his face did change. He looked disappointed. He didn't know how much his reaction hurt me. He couldn't be hurt over one little kiss. He hurt me more.
"Umm...you were saying?" I asked.
"You want to dance? If you don't want to because you have a boyfriend..." he stuttered. I grabbed his hands and pulled him to the dance floor.
The song was slow, which was better for me. Dancing in a dress is ten times easier when the music is slow. Anyway we reached the dance floor. Arnold put his hands around my waist while I put my hands on his shoulders. I didn't put them around his neck, which showed I was really uncomfortable. I must have been dancing really crappy because Arnold kept giving me this awkward stare.
"Did you forget how to dance?" he asked.
"No." I said slowly.
We both danced silently.
"Look Helga. I'm sorry! Really I am! It's just that with the whole Lila thing and grandpa and grandma dieing. It was too much for me. I had to leave. I didn't mean to hurt you."
"I don't want to talk about it. It's the past. Who cares? Besides nothing would have came out of it. Just leave it alone."
"NO! You never forgave me. You love me and I love you. You're just scared. Scared that I will hurt you again. Just talk to me. Please. We can work this out."
I stared at him. He had to bring it up. After all the those years of burying the pain deep inside myself, he pulls it out again.
Flashback:
"I'm leaving. I'm going to a college outside of state." Arnold told me softly.
Tears started leaving my eyes.
"You love Lila. She moves, so you do too. You never loved me. You lied." I shouted.
Arnold looked down.
"I'm sorry. I did love her. When she told me that she loved me, I thought there was hope between us."
"So? What about me? You forgot about me? How could you?"
"No! She moved the next day. It hurt me so much. To know that someone loved me and then leave suddenly."
"Do you love me?"
"I do now, but I already sent the money for college out. I have to go."
"Now what?"
"I don't know."
"Promise me, you'll always remember me."
"I promise."
We spent the rest of the night dancing. When the graduation party was over, we said our good-byes and left, never turning to back.
"I used to love you! I don't anymore though. You taught me to never give my heart away so easily. I am not getting hurt this time."
"I promised to remember you and in order to keep my promise...I'm going to make you mine!" he challenged.
I let go and headed back towards the table. I heard a soft "I'll love you forever."
A/N: There you go! You learned a little about their past. Next chapter is gonna clue you in a lot more. Yea, Helga has a boyfriend. Arnold and Anthony will meet later in the story. Anyway review please!
BellaMay76: I never thought about all that. I might include that in the coming chapters. Thanks! Also thanks for reviewing!
Pointy Objects: Thanks a bunch! I love Arnold's BMW too. Thanks reviewing!
SansCorpus: Huge fan huh? Thanks! Keep reading, k? Thanks for reviewing!
The story continues...
"Gale, hurry up!" Anthony shouted.
Doesn't he realize this is my 5-Year-Reunion! I'm going to see people I hate. I have to make them jealous. I'm wearing a light pink dress. My hair is let down and I'm really late. I grabbed my purse and ran down the stairs.
"Done! Let's go!" I shouted at Anthony.
"I think you forgot something," he said looking down at my feet. I looked down at saw my toes.
I groaned and ran upstairs. I took my shoes and ran back downstairs.
"I'll put them on in the car. Let's go!"
"Your feet will get dirty," he told me.
"No shit, Sherlock!"
"Feisty! I like it!" he said. I opened the door, but before I could step outside, I felt myself go in the air.
"Now let's go!" Anthony said. He put me over his shoulder and locked the door using his free hand.
"You better not drop me!"
"You don't trust me?"
"Nope!"
"Guess I have to earn your trust then!"
He unlocked his car and opened the door. Gently he put me inside and closed the door. He ran to the other side and jumped in. I started to put my shoes on.
Today is my 5-Year-Reunion. I finally get to see Phoebe and Gerald again. I haven't seen them since their wedding. Also they get to meet Anthony. Anthony is my boyfriend. We've been going for about 2 months now. He calls me Gale because he told me a long time ago that he hated my name. He mentioned that you could make Gale out of Helga. He has been calling me Gale ever since. It didn't really bug me though.
We reached the school. The parking lot was crowded. Guess everyone came already. Oh well. I get to be "fashionably late," as Rhonda would say.
Anthony and I got out of the car and walked hand in hand in the school. I began feeling nervous as I neared the gym.
We walked into the gym and suddenly I heard my name shouted from somewhere. I looked over and saw Phoebe running to me. I laughed as I noticed she had socks on. She always hated being too dressed up. I rubbed a little of me off on her.
"Hey Phoebe! Nice to see you too!" I laughed. She had practically jumped on me.
"Helga! I missed up so much!"
"Yea, me too! Life's not the same without you." Gerald said as he walked coolly over to us.
"I know. How have you two been?'
"Good. How about you?" Gerald answered. Phoebe was still recovering from all the excitement.
"Fine."
"Who's that?" Gerald eyed.
I turned around and took Anthony's hand.
"Gerald, Phoebe this is Anthony. Anthony, this is Gerald and Phoebe. Don't want to get too close to them though. They're a little old for us. They're married!" I laughed.
"Hi!" Anthony said simply.
"Hi!" Phoebe said with a hint of interest in her voice.
"Are you two an item?" Gerald asked. Phoebe gave him a light push. She obviously was interested, but didn't want to bring it up.
We both smirked giving it away.
"Jealous, Gerald?" Anthony asked.
"Nope. I have the best girl in the world," Gerald grinned while Phoebe blushed.
"What number is Helga?" Anthony asked.
"She's second best." Gerald answered.
"Well, that's fine by me then. You know what they say. First is the worst. Second is the best."
We all laughed.
"Gale, I'm thirsty. You want something?"
"Get me a soda. Any kind. Thanks."
"Alright," he answered.
I watched him as he walked towards to the snack table. Some girls were trying to grab him into the dance floor, but he just shook them off. I turned back to Gerald and Phoebe. They seemed to look bewildered.
"What?" I asked.
"Nothing," they both answered.
I rolled my eyes.
"Phoebe, do you want to dance?" Gerald asked.
"Sure. Let's go!"
"Phoebe? I thought we were going to talk." I whined. I came to this hellhole for her. She was the only person I really wanted to see.
"Don't worry. We will. I'm having a sleepover. You're invited and so is Anthony!"
I smiled and left the two. They shrugged at left to the dance floor. I started looking for a table. Most of the tables had purses or jackets on them. I found one table empty, so I sat down. I stared at the decorations. The place looked great. Almost as great as graduation.
I heard a chair being pulled away from the table.
"Pass me my soda. I'm really thirsty, Anthony."
"It's Arnold, not Anthony."
I swerved around and looked at Arnold.
"Oh! Sorry Arnold. I thought Anthony came."
"Who's Anthony?"
"My umm...boyfriend."
Arnold didn't seem to mind.
"Cool. Sorry to disappoint you."
"It's alright."
"So...how have you been?"
"Good."
"Did you go to college?"
"Of course." I answered simply. I didn't want him to know what college though. It was pretty embarrassing.
"What about you?" I asked.
"I'm good. I'm a lawyer."
"How is that?"
"Good, but a lot of hard work."
"I see."
"Do you want to dance?" he asked.
Now that took me by surprise. I vowed never to dance with him again. Not after last time.
"Hey Gale. I'm gonna go. That soda really hurt my stomach. I threw up already. I'm gonna go home. Is that ok?" Anthony interrupted.
"Sure. Do you want me to come?" I asked.
"No. Stay. Please."
"Phoebe is having a sleepover."
"You can go. Fine by me. I'll pick you up tomorrow at 1. I have work until then. Bye Gale," he said. He gave me a quick kiss on the cheek and left the room.
I blushed and turned back to Arnold. This time his face did change. He looked disappointed. He didn't know how much his reaction hurt me. He couldn't be hurt over one little kiss. He hurt me more.
"Umm...you were saying?" I asked.
"You want to dance? If you don't want to because you have a boyfriend..." he stuttered. I grabbed his hands and pulled him to the dance floor.
The song was slow, which was better for me. Dancing in a dress is ten times easier when the music is slow. Anyway we reached the dance floor. Arnold put his hands around my waist while I put my hands on his shoulders. I didn't put them around his neck, which showed I was really uncomfortable. I must have been dancing really crappy because Arnold kept giving me this awkward stare.
"Did you forget how to dance?" he asked.
"No." I said slowly.
We both danced silently.
"Look Helga. I'm sorry! Really I am! It's just that with the whole Lila thing and grandpa and grandma dieing. It was too much for me. I had to leave. I didn't mean to hurt you."
"I don't want to talk about it. It's the past. Who cares? Besides nothing would have came out of it. Just leave it alone."
"NO! You never forgave me. You love me and I love you. You're just scared. Scared that I will hurt you again. Just talk to me. Please. We can work this out."
I stared at him. He had to bring it up. After all the those years of burying the pain deep inside myself, he pulls it out again.
Flashback:
"I'm leaving. I'm going to a college outside of state." Arnold told me softly.
Tears started leaving my eyes.
"You love Lila. She moves, so you do too. You never loved me. You lied." I shouted.
Arnold looked down.
"I'm sorry. I did love her. When she told me that she loved me, I thought there was hope between us."
"So? What about me? You forgot about me? How could you?"
"No! She moved the next day. It hurt me so much. To know that someone loved me and then leave suddenly."
"Do you love me?"
"I do now, but I already sent the money for college out. I have to go."
"Now what?"
"I don't know."
"Promise me, you'll always remember me."
"I promise."
We spent the rest of the night dancing. When the graduation party was over, we said our good-byes and left, never turning to back.
"I used to love you! I don't anymore though. You taught me to never give my heart away so easily. I am not getting hurt this time."
"I promised to remember you and in order to keep my promise...I'm going to make you mine!" he challenged.
I let go and headed back towards the table. I heard a soft "I'll love you forever."
A/N: There you go! You learned a little about their past. Next chapter is gonna clue you in a lot more. Yea, Helga has a boyfriend. Arnold and Anthony will meet later in the story. Anyway review please!