DA DA DA DDDDDDDDDAAAAAAAAAA! NEW CHAPPIE! I AM SO...SRY...there...I am so proud of myself! I am sort of kinda not really writing more on the story. I actually figured out what to write after where I stopped...so that will guarantee at least 5 more chappies after I stopped. So whoohoo...I hope. I really need to finish this up so I don't feel guilty about not posting...oh well...on with the show!

GoOd-BaDz2- haha...well...Rebecca gets nicer here but I promise that you just might hate her again later.

Ari-Griffin – You're not weird...I don't like any of those either...except fish. I don't like salad or onions (except onion rings) or ...most veggies at that...eeewwwwwyyy. Teehee.

Princess Amanda- I knew I knew where the sideways eight thingy came from...teehee. Go me. Anyways, yeah KNOWING Helga would be kinda weird...but maybe you don't know her as much as you think...dum dum dum...teehee...:P.

Chic500- aaawwwww...you go married to it! If you have children will you name them after me?

Sinilu Silverspell- haha...I love you...just wanted you to know that. I am glad you like my story so much that you actually apologize if you didn't review...makes me feel special. Good job in killing off all the evil black menaces. Mwahahahaha. ï

OH MY GOSH EVERYONE! SORRY BOUT THE TROUBLE! HERE IS CHAP 14!

Helga woke up around 11am. She had a pleasant dream with Arnold in it. It was pretty much their day yesterday but with a few more added dream elements. It really was hard to explain but she felt warm all over and secure. As soon as she opened her eyes she remembered what she would be doing that day….Rebecca…bowling…noon….dang it. Helga rolled over and dug her face into the pillow hoping to have it suddenly all go away. Sadly, it didn't. Finally fessing up to reality Helga got up, did her usual m orning routine (shower, brush teeth, comb hair, get on regular dress with regular bow) and went our of her room slightly opening the door and closing it and tiptoeing downstairs to at least have a few more minutes to herself.

"Helga! Good to see you up! I couldn't sleep well last night so I have been up since 7. Ready to go?" Rebecca said while sitting on the couch. When she finished talking she brushed a bit of her crisp brown hair from her face while her chocolate eyes seemed to gleam with excitement about the day.

Rebecca just had to appear, didn't she? Helga gave out a sigh as an explosion went off inside her. Spending the day with Rebecca was definitely not going to be the best thing in the world.

"Yeah, sure, whatever," Helga let out still a little out of it from just waking up. Rebecca still had to earn Helga's trust and she was going to get her moneys worth. Helga turned to face the door, her pink dress swishing as she did so.

Rebecca got up and followed the angered little girl to her car. She watched as with each step it seemed like she was trying to make the world pay for putting her in the situation that she was in. Rebecca knew it would be hard trying to get her to accept her, but, with a determined look in her eye, she walked to the car knowing that it had to work out.

It was quiet in the car. Helga stared uncaringly out the window. Rebecca would hate to anger Helga more by accidentally saying something stupid so most of her wanted to stay quiet, but her other side would not be silenced.

"So Helga, what do you like to do for fun?" Rebecca broke the silence while gazing towards the road.

Helga sighed and did not avert her eyes from her mesmerizing position. "Not that it is any of your business, but I play baseball with my friends, and read, and talk to my friend Phoebe, and write poetry." Helga ended this list under her breath. She didn't really want anyone she knew that she wrote poetry. It was her cure against the world and if anyone read them and knew who wrote them then she would die a horrible, slow, and painful death.

"Wow. That sounds really fun. You know, when I was a kid I used to do ballet. Challenging thing, but when you look at yourself in the mirror as you glide across the room, it is almost magical. Have you ever danced?" Rebecca asked while making a right turn.

Yeah, I like would wan to do anything that degrading; prance around like some moron in uncomfortable shoes and a tight dress…yeah…that is my life dream.

"NO, I have not had the …pleasure," Helga said will looking at the random cars going past the window.

Arnold is going to die for this…if only I wasn't in love with him, things would be so much easier….and less wonderful. Dang Irony.

They finally arrived to SUPER BOWL. They played a few games which alternated winners. After a while they actually got along, exchanging lift hearted insults as they went about how bad they were playing. By the end they were actually acting friendly. They emerged out of the building laughing.

"You mean your first date was with a guy who thought he was Greg from the Brady Bunch?" Helga questioned while crossing her arms trying to not fall apart laughing.

"Dead Serious. Though, it made sense because I did have a really big crush on Greg at the time." Rebecca laughed at her own childish actions while bringing a glimmer to her eye of forgotten memories.

They spent the rest of the day together, surprisingly to Helga it was voluntary. They finally decided to do their separate thing to prepare for the next day at about 9:30pm. As soon as Helga entered the room the phone rang. She picked it up with one swift movement.

"Hello?"

"Hi there! I have been trying to call you all day. What's up?" Arnold's voice wisped from the receiver. Helga sighed as her day started to get better. She plopped herself down on her bed as she started to talk to Arnold.

"Oh, I just spent the entire day with Rebecca. I guess you were right. She wasn't that bad after all." Helga could hardly let that out. She hated to admit she was wrong, but it was Arnold so she felt ok to tell him.

"That is great! I hope you guys continue to stay friends!" Arnold's joy was bursting in his voice. Whenever Helga felt happy, he felt ecstatic.

"So do I." Helga shivered as she remembered the not so pleasant fight with her father's girlfriend. She did not ever want to repeat that again, especially now that things were looking up a little.

Helga spent the entire night on the phone with Arnold, constantly switching her position on the bed. She finally felt too tired to talk any longer and said her goodbyes to Arnold. She curled up on her bed and fell asleep. If you looked carefully you could see a slight smile gracing her face.