Chapter three: Arnold and Phoebe's thoughts.
Arnold laid on his bed later that night and thought about all that had happened earlier that afternoon.
It was like the four had really bonded, like they had become closer in just the few hours he was there.
'Wow! I can't believe that Helga's back after all those years! I can't believe how much she changed too! I can't wait to see her in school Monday!' He thought happily.
He was so involved in his thoughts that he didn't hear the dinner bell ring. Quite frankly, right then and there, he wouldn't have cared even if he starved to death.
"Arnold?" His father was calling him but he didn't really care.
There was a loud knock on his door followed by his dad saying something about daydreaming isn't healthy.
"Come on Arnold! Your mom made pizza for dinner!" Miles said, baiting the trap.
"Did you say mom made dinner?"
That did it.
"As long as Grandma didn't help with it, then I'm coming!" he said as he ran down practically knocking his dad down on the way. He loved his Grandmother, but he just didn't have the stomach for her food.
All through dinner, Arnold was silent. His father looked a bit worried about him.
"Son, what's wrong?" Miles asked with concern in his voice.
"Nothing. Every thing's honkey-dory. Why d'ya ask dad?"
"I'm just a little worried is all. I mean, first you walk around in a slump, then you yell at Gerald. It's just not like you to act that way."
"I know dad. But I'm fine now, really." 'Now that Helga's back...' he thought to himself.
"Alright, as long as you're okay."
After dinner, Arnold walks up to his room and starts to finish (A/n: I love saying that! It sounds so funny!) his biology homework, but found it very hard to concentrate on it because a certain blonde girl was on his mind.
'I'm so glad she's back. Maybe this time around, we'll become close friends. Then maybe best friends. Then maybe a couple.' he thought to himself. He proceeded to write the answer to question 10 down when it hit him. And it hit him hard.
'Did I just say that I hope that me and Helga would become a couple? Maybe there's more to my happiness than just seeing an old friend. Maybe...'
He pondered this as he finished his homework and got ready for bed.
'I guess....I guess that I'm in love with her.' He thought to himself as he climbed into his bed.
"I'm in love." He suddenly felt strange. A good, happy kind of strange.
"I'm in love with Helga G. Pataki." At last, he felt content to say this about Helga.
Now he just needed to do one more thing - tell her how he feels and pray that she still feels the same.
--------Phoebe's house the next morning------
The teen Japanese girl was getting ready to spend the entire day with her old pal Helga and thinking about the events of yesterday.
'I missed her so much! I'm glad I have my best friend back! She thought to herself gleefully.
Even though she and Gerald had become close friends through the years, she missed having a girl she could talk to about her problems and share secrets with.
Like the one secret about how she was in love with Gerald.
And that was something she wasn't about to tell him. In fact, sometimes she wished he knew that she loved him.
"It's my fault,' she said quietly and sadly. "I'm too much of a coward to tell him I love him."
As with Arnold, she felt a strange, happy even wonderful feeling as she said this.
"Alright. I'm in love with Gerald Johansson." she said, reassuring herself. She now felt comfortable saying this about him and planned to tell him soon. Very soon.
As she walked to Helga's she bumped into her - literally. Apparently, Helga thought she should go to Phoebe's. When she had helped Helga up, she hugged her very tightly. Too tightly.
"Hi Helga!" she said as she practically squeezing the life out of her friend.
"Pheebs!" Helga gasped. "I.....can't........breathe!"
"Sorry! I guess I have four years of hugs built up!" the young girl said, cheerfully.
"Why? I thought you and Geraldo were an item now?"
Phoebe blushed red at Helga's comment, and Helga could tell she had hit a nerve.
"No, Helga, we're not." She said, the color in cheeks turning to a deeper shade of red as she said this.
'Not yet.' she added to herself.
"So, anyway, why are you so happy to see me?" Helga asked curiously. She still wondered why her friends missed her after all she put them through since pre-school.
"Because I missed you and having a best friend." Phoebe replied smiling at her long-lost friend.
"But isn't Gerald your new best friend?"
Phoebe shook her head
"Not really. I mean, we're close friends but not best friends. In order to be best friends, you have to what secrets they hide and vica-versa. Speaking of which, I haven't told you this yet, but I think I'm in love with Gerald." There. She finally said it. Now she waited to hear Helga's response.
Helga's answer was simple.
"Oh, I know Pheebs." She stated matter-of-factly.
Phoebe wasn't all that shocked. She thought that maybe the looks she gave Gerald while hanging out with Helga, were so obvious that she had noticed them.
"Well, now that that's off my chest, how 'bout we get some ice-cream down at Slaussns?"
"Sure!" Helga said with a smile stretching ear-to-ear "I can't wait to see if the place has changed!"
The two walked off joyously as Phoebe said "I'm glad you're back Helga."
"Me too, Pheebs. Me too."
A/n: I hope I improved my lack of description. I'm helping my sister with a story and telling her to describes things like this or describe things like that and I guess I'm all described out! Please Read and Review!
-----Crazt4Christ------
