LUCKY CHAPTER 13!

Alleluia chorus bursting through the background PRAISE THE LORD! is working on my home computer again! I am so so so happy! But the problem is I won't be updating as often as I did in the summer cause I really don't have that much time to write and I am near the end of my pre-written story so you may have to wait a while for the next installments. Well here is this one for now. Oh and I am so glad! No bad reviews this time! Yeah to the sideways eight thingy! 

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Ari-Griffin cough! spit takes with root beer...root beer flies onto screen...dumbblondeblue wipes off...what do you mean you don't like dr. pepper AND root beer! Strange one you are...very strange.

Princess Amanda- That you for being so loyal! I am sry to interrupt your own writing but here is some more o' mine. Don't worry...you can write as much as you want as soon as I get like 2 chapters out cause....that is the end of what I did over the summer...oppsy...so yeah...YEAH to the sideways eight thingy! Haha! I love that!

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Arnold and Helga had a great time at the roller skating rink. As she predicted, Helga fell a few times. And some of those times Arnold fell along with her. One time especially, Helga fell and dragged Arnold down with her. Helga was trying to say she was sorry to Arnold but both couldn't stop laughing. Then Arnold just leaned over to her and kissed her, right in the middle of the roller rink. It was one of the best feelings in the world.

Sadly though, Helga had to go home sometime. Arnold walked her to her door, kissed her goodbye, and walked off down the street smiling.

Helga opened the door slowly. She knew she had to talk to Rebecca sometime, but she would rather it be after she got over her Arnold high. She crept past the living room.

"Hi Helga. Would you mind if we talked?"

Helga glanced over. Rebecca was strategically sitting on the couch so that she could look out the window for Helga and look to see if she walked into the house.

"Not at all," Helga stated trying to fight back the sarcasm. She knew that she had to patch things up with this woman, but she didn't particularly want to.

"Helga, I'm sorry if I hurt you the other night. I really didn't come in there to hurt you. I guess I should have been more considerate of your feelings. I would like you to not just think of me as your dad's girlfriend, but as your friend. Please accept my apology."

Rebecca looked into Helga's eyes as if she was searching in her soul for a bit of understanding.

"Yeah, well, I guess I was a little wrong myself and didn't give you a chance and yeah."

Helga was trying not to look at Rebecca. She hated making apologies. She hated admitting that she was wrong. Helga knew she wasn't perfect, but she never wanted to admit it.

"Thanks Helga. This means a lot to me," Rebecca said while shower a glimmer of a smile and simultaneously a glimmer of a tear. Did Helga's opinions really mean that much to her?

"So...I guess...maybe...we should spend some day together...to...you know...get to know each other...and stuff." Helga hated the idea of spending the day with this woman who invaded her house and who she also didn't know a lick about, but if she wanted things to work she had to suffer a little.

"That would be great Helga! Let's spend tomorrow together. What do you want to do?" Rebecca said with extreme enthusiasm while slightly leaning forward in her chair.

"What ever you want, I don't give a...hoot."

"Well, hmm, we could go bowling," Rebecca suggested with a slight unknowingness in her voice.

"Fine. Whatever. I don't care."

"Great! Okay, then maybe we could leave around....noon?" Rebecca was becoming more and more eager about this ever second.

"Sure. That would be joyful, magical and splendiferous." Helga couldn't hold back her sarcasm any longer. The good thing was was that Rebecca was too wrapped up and happy about this to notice.

"Okay! I'll see you then. Oh and by the way, we are having spaghetti for dinner. Is that okay with you?" Rebecca asked with a true sense of compassion in her voice.

"Yeah, that is just fine," Helga said while making her way upstairs. About halfway up she saw a glimpse of Rebecca heading towards the kitchen.

Maybe that is why Bob likes her...because she can cook. Helga thought to herself.

When she got up to her room she peered out the window. There were a few kids who were running about the street playing with jump ropes and baseballs. Helga remembered when life was that easy for her. How she missed it.