Chapter 15:"Creativity enlighten the Soul"
Sometimes, expression is best shown through the creative heart. Feelings of Joy, Sadness, Rage, and Love can be shown in so many ways…poetry, and sculpture, but another way for this pig tailed girl to show another way of happiness is by doing something she has never done before, something she has only done in her dreams….
Helga smiled as she walked down the sidewalk. Her plan for being nice was working. The confrontation she had with Arnold made her feel more confident to be nice to him, even in public. Arnold, my wonderful football headed guardian angel, Oh how you know the very inside of my soul! Helga thought as she pulled out her beloved locket, staring into the boys emerald eyes, It makes me so joyous to know that you believe in my kind heart! No more will I ever be angry or fueled by hatered! "No more!" shouted Helga as she raised her hands and her locket in the air. "This is practically the best thing that has ever happen to me!" In the background, sirens can be heard going off while the girl shouted in bliss. It never mattered to Helga when that happened; all she cared about was expressing her mood. "Man! I definitely feel inspired! I need to write a poem or-or something!" Helga turned a corner and came across Vine Street, the street where Arnold lives, and where Gerald field is located. "Oh Crud!" Helga whispered in shock, and hid behind Green Meats corner. "I can't go past here! If I past by Gerald Field I'll look like a complete idiot! I gotta hide!" Helga looked at the buildings near her. One building was Green Meats, but she didn't want to hide in a place full of meat, then there was another store…Arts.
This store interest Helga quite a lot. Arts, huh. Well, its gotta be better than some musty old meat locker, Helga thought and walked towards the building.
¤+Inside Arts+¤
A bell chime as Helga opened the door to the creativity store. In amazement, Helga's jaw dropped when she caught site of all the wondrous Canvass, Paintings, brushes, and all the other things she laid her eyes on. The site was not the only thing magnificent in this enchanted room. Hovering in the air was a sweet cookie like smell, which seem to make Helga a little hungry.
"Wow," was the only word that cam from Helga's mouth, to describe an artist's paradise.
A kindly old woman walked out from a door at the far side of the room. Dressed like you normally expect a Grandmother dress, she wore an apron dusted with flour. Smiling, The old woman said, "Ohhh, Hello, there, sweetie. How may I help you?"
Helga looked around and picked up a brush. "Uhh…I'm just, you know, browsing."
"I see, well, if you need me I'll be in the back. I've got to get those Chocolate chip cookies out of the oven before they over-cook, " the old lady pleasantly said and walked out of the room.
This left Helga alone in this paradise of creative dreams.
Wow…I can't believe this place, Helga thought while looking at a near by canvas. She touched it with the brush and swept it across the canvas. It was an unusual sensation of creativity, like creating a poem or sculpting, but much more…marvelous. As the brush moved down the bottom of the canvas, she noticed a sign that said: "50 off all canvases".
"Hey! Its on sale!" exclaimed Helga.
The old woman walked from the backdoor and said, "Well, of course its on sale. How is an old woman like me expect to keep going on in this world without a satisfied customer?"
Helga smiled and said, "I wish I can buy this canvas, but even if its price is lowed I still don't have enough money…" This was right. The girl only had 17 left and the canvas was exactly 20.
"I tell you what…If you promise me that you'll pay me back by tomorrow I'll let you take this canvas, " said the old woman.
"Really?"
The Old woman wipped her hands with her blue apron. "Yep, and I'll take off another 50 off the price."
"Oh, thank you! Thank you!" Helga smiled wider and excitedly looked around the store for the perfect canvas to paint on. She noticed one at the very end of the store that was 2.6 feet tall and 3 feet wide. Racing towards it, she grabbed the canvas. "This is perfect!"
"Excellent choice!" The old lady said and walked to the cash register. "Now…is this the only thing you will be getting?"
Lugging the painting to the counter, Helga blinked and said, "Well, I uh…don't think so?" I can't exactly paint without paintbrushes and paints…Do I have enough money to cover all this? she thought and glanced around for a paint set. A paint set caught her eye on one of the white racks in the store, and Helga pointed out, "Umm, How much is that paint set over there?"
"Why, dear child, you seem to have a nack for finding the best in this store!" exclaimed the old lady and walked to the paint set Helga was referring to. "That paint set is of the best quality known to all painter, and well, its only 6.99." She grabbed the Set and asked, "So, do you want me to ring this up also?"
Helga put the canvas on the counter and replied, "Yep."
¤+Outside Arts+¤
After Helga had got all her paint supplies from the store, the old lady gave her some cookies just out of the kindness of her heart. Helga took a bit out of one of the cookies and glanced towards Gerald Field. "Looks like they called it a day…" she said as she glanced at the empty lot. With another bite out of a chocolate chip cookie, Helga walked passed Arnold's House.
As she passed Arnold's Door, it opened and her Beloved, Arnold came out of the door. He didn't notice her at first, since he had his back to the door when he closed it. Helga didn't noticed him at first either, since her mind was preoccupied with the idea of painting. However, when Helga passed the steps and Arnold looked out from the door, they saw each other.
Arnold smiled at the pigtailed girl. "Hi Helga."
"Oh…Hey Football Head," said the blond girl, with out looking at him.
The Blond Boy walked down the steps and asked, "What's..that you're carrying in the white bag?"
Nervous that Arnold will question why she even wants to have a paint set, Helga replied, "I uhh..Its nothing, just some, things my mom wanted me to buy from the chubby guys Meat store.."
"Oh, okay…" Arnold didn't believe that Helga had went into Green Meats. For one thing, Mr. Green was out of town, but it looked like Helga didn't want to tell him what was in the bag, so Arnold dropped it.
They walked a little further from Arnold's house and when he asked, "So…this time can I walk with you?"
Helga shrugged. "Whatever floats your boat, Hair Boy-I mean, " she noticed that her cruelty was coming back to her and tried to make up for her mistake with a sweet reply and curtsy. "Why, yes, Arnold, I would love to have you join me on this pleasant twilight stroll."
With a smile, Arnold thought, Heh, Helga is really improving on her kindness. I like her this way... The two of them walked a bit further when Arnold said, "Hey, ummm, Helga."
"What?"
The football headed boy rubbed his arm. "I was wondering-I just wanted to, you know-I wanted to say that, well, I like you this way-"Before Arnold could continue what he was going to say, Helga tripped out of astonishment on the sidewalk. "Helga! Are you ok?"
With a shake of her head, Helga got up and brushed herself off. "Yeah, yeah…I'm fine.." Did-Did, he just say he, Helga gulped, Liked me? "Hey, uhh, Arnold?"
"Yes Helga?"
They continued on walking as Helga continued to stutter. "Did-did you just say-"
Arnold smiled towards the pig tailed girl. "Helga, the only time I've ever seen you nice was when you were acting. And sometimes, I would wish, that you acted like that all the time, and now…" He looked at Helga, "I guess my wish has finally come true."
Helga felt her face turn a rosy red. "Uhhh-heh heh…Yeah, I guess it has."
Arnold and Helga made it to the other side of the street. "Well, Helga…" the two of them stood uncomfortably next to each other, "I need to go over to the market so, I'll see you tomorrow."
"Okay, later Arnold." Disappointed, Helga watched Arnold walk away. "Until we meet again…" she mumbled as she held the bag with both hands.
