A/N: Hey! It's been a while. I didn't update during the break. Way too busy! Then afterwards I got loaded down with homework and projects. Anyway here's the next chapter! I'm sorry I didn't put too much about their past in this chapter because I got a better idea for how to put it in the next chapter! Sorry!

Prplpenguin56: Hey! Of course I remembered you! Yea Gerald and Phoebe are married. I had to do that. You'll see about Rhonda and Harold this chapter. 

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I watched her as she walked back to the table.

Helga hasn't changed much personality speaking, but she did grow physically. Her hair was grown out, which made her look more mature. Plus her dress showed her feminine side. She still is witty, smart and beautiful. I gazed at her as she sat down and stared at her soda. I could have looked at her the whole day, but I was pushed by some annoying arrogant...

"Hey there!" Gerald screamed.

"What the hell?" I asked.

"Sorry man! But you were about to flood the gym with all your drool, Gerald told me.

"Anyway, I just wanted to let you know that me and Phoebe are having a sleepover. You coming?" he continued.

"Sure. Is everybody sleeping in the same room?" I asked curiously.

"Nope...unless you want to join the ladies?" Gerald grinned.

"I'll think about it." We both laughed.

"We probably just chill out in the ladies room, and then later go to our room. It's gonna be tight though. It's gonna be 5 guys in one room. Phoebe ordered 2 rooms for the girls. It's not fair, but we didn't want to spend so much money and the girls need it more then us."

"How many girls?"

"You must be single! Haha! There's gonna be 6 girls."

"Cool."

Helga would probably be coming. Another chance to talk to her. Good.

"Yo, Arnold! There going to show the presentation now. Let's go!"

I followed Gerald the auditorium. I was curious as to what this was. I watched as an older Mr. Simmons walked on to the stage.

"Hello everyone! I am happy to see most of you. I talked to some of you and am very proud to say that I helped you to where you are today. This presentation is a look back at everyone and see your young faces." Mr. Simmons laughed. No one else seemed to find it funny.

Mr. Simmons coughed and signaled for the lights to turn down. He walked off the stage and put a key in a lock. Above the stage a huge screen started coming down. Then he went to the audience. He sat down in front of a computer that was parallel to the screen. After a few minutes a Power Point began. 

A taped voice started talking.

"You have come a long way and today you are going to see exactly how long it has been."

A picture of the pre-school whole picture appeared on the screen. Immediately everyone began to start talking. I heard people complaining and some laughing.

"I don't look too bad..." Gerald stated. I rolled my eyes.

The picture was then replaced by the kindergarten group picture. This is continued to all the way until 12th grade. I noticed that each year, everyone had changed slowly.

"Now that you have seen and laughed at yourselves, let's look at our "bests'," and "mosts'."

On the screen appeared "Funniest." The word disappeared and a huge picture of Gerald appeared. He had one eyebrow up and his hand was on his chin. His hair was gray and he had a piece of paper on his forehead that read "E=mc2". The picture was from Halloween when Phoebe convinced him to be Albert Einstein. Everyone started laughing like crazy.

"Alright, they have to take that down now." Gerald complained.

Everyone continued to snicker for the next 2 minutes until it all simmered down. The next picture was for "Most Annoying," and a snobby-looking Rhonda came up. A few people smirked, but stopped when they started hearing voice from Rhonda.

"They did not just put that up. Tell me they just did not put that up. I am leaving. I am calling my lawyer. Honey, c'mon!" Rhonda screamed.

"It's just for fun, Rhonda. Besides, don't you want to stay to see if you got Prettiest," Harold challenged.

Rhonda looked at Harold with a face of defeat. She silently sat back down.

The presentation continued. It lasted about 15 minutes. There were plenty of more titles such as "Most Nerdish" was Phoebe and Stinky for "Best Accent."

Finally the last "award" was displayed. It was for "Most Likely to be Married."

"Wouldn't it be great if Phoebe and me got this?" Gerald asked with hopeful eyes. I didn't think that he would get it because it wasn't until the last day that Gerald confessed he liked Phoebe. Until that day he denied it because he didn't want to fall for a nerd. It took him the whole year to figure that he had already fallen for her.

The words were then replaced with a picture of me and...Helga. The crowd became quiet. Obviously the school board never got the memo that our breakup was probably the most heart braking of them all. I tried to look for Helga from my seat, but there were too many heads to find her.

The voice continued to talk after a moment's silence.

"Thank you from coming to this occasion. We hope you enjoyed looking at your past. We hope to see you again 5 years from now. Same place, same time! Until then!"

The lights were turned on again. I wiped my eyes from the strong lights and got up from my seat.  Everyone started to shuffle through the doors to head back home. Unfortunately I still have more to go through today.

"Yo Arnold! We are goin to the motel now. You have your own car, right? Just follow my car."

"Motel? You didn't tell me we were staying at a motel."

"Where else would we stay? My parents' house? What did you think when I said we ordered rooms?"

"I guess I wasn't listening, but don't you have an apartment or something?"

"Man, why are you complaining? You rather stay at my dinky apartment then a motel?"

"Never mind then."

"That's what I thought. Let's go." Gerald grinned.

I started following Gerald, but realized that he was going the wrong way.

"Gerald, you're going the wrong way!" I shouted. I didn't think he heard me because he continued to walk. There were way too many people whom all seemed the need to talk.

"Hey Phoebe!" Gerald screamed.

"What?" Phoebe screamed.

"We are leaving."

"Did you get all the guys?"

"I told them all when I met the where we are going except for Arnold. I don't think he knows what place we are going to, so he'll follow us in his car."

"Ok. Gerald, do you think that we have enough room in our car for one extra person?"

"No! There's only room for a two people because the back is filled with food!"

"I told you that you should have taken the grocery bags out!"

"We would have been late then!"

"Whatever Gerald. Anyway Helga doesn't have a ride. Who's going to take her then?"

Gerald turned to me.

"Please?" Gerald asked.

"Ehhh...I don't know. You know that Helga and me don't get along too well every since..."

"It's only for ten minutes! Just turn some music or something so you don't have to talk."

"Fine."

"Thanks! I owe you."

Gerald turned back to Phoebe.

"Arnold will bring her. He has a car and enough room."

Phoebe looked at Gerald, with a face of curiosity.

"What?" Gerald asked.

"Later. I'll send Helga to the front of the building. Tell him to wait there."

She obviously didn't know I was standing right behind him.

"Alright. I'll see you at our car, ok?"

"Sure."

Gerald turned to face me again.

"You heard that, right?" Gerald asked.

"Yea. What did she mean when she said "later"?

Gerald looked at me. Then he started walking to the exit. That meant he wasn't going to tell me until he felt like it.

I followed him to the exit and walked to the bottom of the stairs.

"I'm going to go wait in the car. Phoebe knows where our car is, but Helga doesn't know where your car is, so don't leave this spot." Gerald commented and started walking to his car.

I looked up at the top of the stairs. Every single person was taking with someone else. He noticed some of them holding hands. Others had their hands around shoulders. There wasn't one person not smiling.

"Jealous?"

I turned around to come face to face with Helga.

"Of what?" I asked.

"That everyone is having such a great time and you aren't?"

"You really know how to bring a guy down."

"I'll take that as a compliment. Now let's go!"

"Alright. Follow me."

I walked ahead of Helga. She didn't bother to speed up and walk beside me. I pressed my automatic unlock button and went to the right side of the car. I opened the door and held it open for Helga. She looked at me and then rolled her eyes. She sat down and I shut the door. I walked to the driver's side and sat down inside. I started the car and let it cool off a little. I started backing up the car. Gerald was 2 cars away from me and from the looks of my mirror, he too was backing out.

Before long, there was a huge chain of cars driving from the school to the motel.

We sat in the car silently. I decided to break the ice.

"So...Do you know where we are going?" I asked stiffly.

"A motel. Duh football head!" she replied.

"Stop stating the obvious. What's the name?"

"You sound like Phoebe. Anyway we are going to the Misty-Eyed Motel."

"I like that name. Misty-Eyed." I answered truthfully.

"Yea. Me too. I went there once."

"Really? Why?" I asked.

Helga stared at me and then looked back at the window.

"I got into a fight with my parents, so I left."

"How did you pay for it?"

"Haha. I stole Big Bob's credit card."

"That's not cool."

"What do you know, football head."

I shrugged. She was right. I didn't know too much about Helga's parents. I had never actually gone to her house and when I saw them, they were always arguing anyway. I didn't think it was like that all the time. Was it?

"So what were you guys fighting about?"

"Colleges."

"Oh. You wanted to go one college and your parents wanted you to go to a different one. That's ok. Most families fight over that."

"No. You can hardly call my relationship with my parents and sister, a family. Anyway it wasn't like that. I wanted to go to college, but my dad wanted me to just take his business off his hands."

"I thought your dad loved his business. Why did he want to give it up?"

"He's made a lot of money over the years and if I went to college, well it would be gone. He would have to start working for it all over again."

"Oh. You went to college though, right? How?"

"Simple actually. I sucked up to Lila who then convinced Bob to let me go."

"What college did you go to?"

Silence.

I looked over at Helga. She was staring straight ahead. 

"Helga?"

"Look we're here."

I looked at where Gerald had taken a turn. I glanced at the motel. What can I say? It's a motel. It was tall and at the top was blue eye with the words "Misty-Eyed" to its right.

I parked the car and stepped outside the car. We began to walk towards the Gerald's car. Helga walked over to Phoebe while I walked to Gerald.

He locked his car and turned to me.

"Hey! Did you see the huge eye?"

I laughed and nodded.

"So what's up with this place?"

"Well, I heard a long time ago that this place always makes somebody cry. If you come here alone, you will at some point tear. If you come here with a bunch of people, at least one person will at one point cry. Let's see how it goes." Gerald explained cheerfully.

"Isn't that a little harsh? You want somebody to cry?"

"I just want to see if the legend is true. Don't worry, man. I'm sure it won't be you."

This should be interesting.

A/N: There you go. How did you guys like it? Next chapter is from Helga's POV. Somebody's gonna cry? You'll see. Please review!