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Choose your fights
The school bell just rang, so all the kids left their classrooms in happy cheering. Helga and Phoebe walked out from art class talking about something that is very important for teenage girls. That - of course - included how cute Arnold and Gerald is today. They were just heading to have a little "fresh air" (that meant Helga smokes a cigarette behind the building, while Phoebe is cuffing like crazy), when Rhonda stepped in their way.
"Hey, Pataki! A word with you!" - Rhonda said. Helga walked up to her, and with a serious face, and leaned close to her face.
"Out of my way bitch." - she said.
"Or?" - Rhonda asked.
"Or I'll tear you're face off." - Helga answered.
"Oooo, I'm shaking. - she said - Launch together later?" - she asked smiling.
"Oh, yeah." - Helga answered. - "Wanna have a little "fresh air"?"
"I would love to see you getting a little closer to the grave, but I can't." - she said - "I have a date at the chemistry container."
"In a fifteen minute break? You are a real whore." - Helga said.
"Hey! There is a special bondage between us... eh, even I don't believe that crap. I guess you're right I'm a whore." - she said.
"Who is it this time?" - Phoebe asked, as she tried to enter the conversation. Since Helga and Rhonda became "friends" she felt pretty left out. This friendship was new and fresh, while she felt her connection to Helga became old and tired. Helga said that's bull crap, Phoebe will be her number one friend forever. But that didn't sound too convincing.
"Oh, Helga... It's gonna be hard... Well, okay, here it goes... It's Arnold!" - she said, just to see Helga's face melting. Then she bust out in laugh - "I'll never get tired of that face!"
"That's because you're a pure evil, spoiled, sadistic bitch. And you're not even hiding it." - Helga said.
"Hiding it? I have wrote it on one of my T-shirts."
"Like you ever wore a real T-shirt in your life Princess." - Helga said. Rhonda went trough a lot of changes in the passed few months. She was in her uber-bitch form ripping, on everybody's clothes as usual, when the youngest Pataki punched him on the face. It was one of "those" days. But strangely, this incident didn't make Rhonda her enemy. She needed that punch very much, so she can return to the real world - and with that, she learned Rhonda's respect.
Even if their relationship stayed in the "throwing insults on each other" stage, they did it a lot more often and enjoyed it a lot more. Soon the recognized, they like to hang out together, and did almost everything together - what really pissed off Rhonda's ex-sidekicks from her "queen bitch of the universe" era, and - although she never shown it - hurt Phoebe very much too. Rhonda basically were fed up with her own popularity and fake "friends", and really appreciated Helga's spontaneity.
"Hey, I heard they saw you're dad on his way in. Where is he? I wouldn't mind accidentally run into him. He's kinda yummy." - Rhonda said with a vicious smile.
"That must've been someone else. He won't come close to the school for a billion dollar. Last time when the principal called him in he sent a check instead." - she said, while he tried to understand Rhonda's words - "And what do you mean he's yummy? You sick nimfo!"
"That's gross Rhonda." - Phoebe said.
"It must be him." - Rhonda said. - "He wore a white belt - which is a crime nobody's capable of except your father."- Rhonda said.
"Hey, that's not fair. There must be at least one other man in the city with the fashion sense of a Captain Kirk." - Helga answered.
"And he wore a jacket, with the sign "Big Bob's Cell phone Emporium" on it. - Rhonda finished. Helga, turned around right in that moment and started running toward the teacher's room." - but she was too late. She saw how Bob entered with Ms. Summers to the office.
"What the hell this asshole is doing here?" - Helga asked herself, as he grabbed Eugene, who tried to walk by her undetected. - "Eugene, I need you're locker. Now."
"Geez. Helga, I'm kinda hurry..."
"Open you're door you little gay-ass!" - Helga said angrily.
"Okay." - Eugene said and opened his locker. He was experienced enough, to don't keep too many stuff there. Helga entered the small space as much as she could. She discovered last year, (when she examined the school blueprints) the wall behind Eugene's locker was pretty thin, because an air duct went behind it. The same air duct, that had blow holes in Ms. Summer's and the principals office. So Helga hit her own listening hole to wall there, so she could get first hand information, what is the next move of the teacher's board in their little crusade against her.
She thanked Eugene with giving him a lead role in last year's school play, that she wrote and directed as an after-school activity. But they canceled it, because Ms. Summers and some other wusses found it too violent. Helga found it pretty unfair, because "Bath in blood" was a deep spiritual drama about love, loss, friendship, and a crazy little girl who cuts all of her teacher's into pieces with a chainsaw. Eugene supposed to play the crazy little girl. It suited him pretty well.
But the role was gone, and the locker was still there. So, Eugene had to let her in any time she wanted.
"...a long time. Didn't know the beeper emporium is down." - it was the giggling voice of the goody two-shoes Ms. Summers.
"Well, you have to change with the times Miss Summers. Cellulars are the thing now." - it was Bob's deep, animistic voice.
"I heard on TV yesterday the waves of the cell phones can sterilize a man in the long term." - the woman said. Bob laughed out loud.
"Cut that chatting out! What is he doing here?" - Helga thought.
"Well, maybe this is the solution to overpopulation. Let's get a cell to everyone Chinese man!" - Bob said.
"Mr. Pataki, that's highly inappropriate." - Ms. Summers said. Helga wondered, how could the fact, that Ms. Summers is Asian avoid Bob's attention. It was a funny thing about Bob. Even if he made these jokes, he really didn't care about the color of the skin. And it resulted in trying to be funny to the wrong audience most times.
"Oh, I didn't meant that way, I was just... trying to break the ice..."
"Job well done Bob. Crimney, I can't believe we have the same genes." - Helga said, as she covered her eyes with her left hand. Not like there was anything to see, she just got used to doing that every time Bob did something embarrassing.
"No problem Mr. Pataki." - the woman said. Helga knew damn well, from her voice, she was smiling understanding, like when one of her students said something stupid. - "So, why did you decide to visit our institute all of sudden? We invited you here several times before?"
"I've just... realized how little I know about Helga." - Bob said simply. - "I mean... there's more to the girl, than what's meets the eye, and I'm... well, I'm not really good in recognizing what's not obvious." - Bob said.
"Bob actually said he's not good in everything? It's some evil alternate universe Bob, or what?" - Helga thought.
"Well, Mr. Pataki, as far as we know each other, I'm not sure you're good with recognizing the obvious either." - sher referred to Bob's previous mistake, but she said it with a friendly laugh behind her words. Bob laughed a little too.
"Yeah, I guess you're right. So, what can you tell me about my daughter?" - he asked. There was a moment of silence, before Miss Summers answered.
"She's a... very... interesting case." - she said - "Actually I think I will be bored to death after she graduates from here."
"What do you mean?"
"Well... she's extremely creative and pretty intelligent... and like most of those children, she considers me, the school and lot of her classmates as enemies. But unlike others, she's not separating herself from them, not hiding in the shadow. On the contrary. She's constantly fighting with everybody. And what makes it really interesting, she wins most of her fights.
A few months ago she wanted to become a member of the wrestling team. We couldn't allow her, because she's... well a girl. But she challenged coach Plummer, she will beat every single wrestler he has."
"And?"
"She did. Just like she beat coach Plummer."
"Then, why isn't she in the wrestling team?"
"Because there is no wrestling team. Apparently, the parents don't want their boys trained by a man who was defeated by a fifteen year old girl. Actually, the coach is in rehab now. He just never moved on..."
"So, you're saying, the girl is basically a bully huh?" - Bob asked.
"Bravo Bob."- Helga thought
"Yes. These are only growing pains Mr. Pataki. But it's really hard to deal with her. I think with a little more attention at home..." - Helga was a little disappointed. He knew Bob was a simple minded man, but she was sure deep down Mr. Summers is having a better opinion of her. Like a "Huge talent, we can't lost!" or something like that.
"You're wrong Ms. Summers." - Bob said in an angry tone.
"Excuse me..."
"I mean it. It's mainly my fault, she behaves this way, but Helga has a lot more potential..." - Eugene knocked on the door in panic.
"Helga! Sasquatch is coming this way! - Sasquatch was their art teacher. Helga gave him the name because his obvious hair-problems. He just couldn't close the door of the locker, she was too big for that, so she had to get out of it before the teacher got there and see what she's doing.
She was disappointed. It seemed like Bob actually stood up for her. But why? What's happening here? And how dare he enter to her territory like this?
She had the bad feeling, this is only the beginning. Bob must have found out a new way to annoy and torment her. He will turn her next days into a living hell.
She was damn right.
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As you may have noticed there was no Arnold himself in the story yet, not even seen him walking on the corridor. The reason for that is, Arnold will die a painful and horrible death, and Helga will get together with Eugene. :)
No, seriously, Arnoldo will come into the story a little later.
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