Through the Compact Disc

Don't own any but two of these songs and any changes I made. Big song chapter.

Track one on the Helga Pataki CD came on in the Smudge living room. (I made that his name. :D)

"He was a punk, she did ballet, what more can I say? He wanted her, she'd never tell, secretly she wanted him as well. But all of her friends stuck up there nose, they had a problem with his baggy clothes. He was a skater boy....Sorry girl but you missed out. Well tough luck that boy's gone now...."

Arnold cocked an eyebrow. "Hhmn," he thought out loud. "I did go into some kind of punk image when I was fourteen. The girl must be Lila."

After that song was over, the next one was:

"If I could say what I wanted to say, I'd say I wanna blow you...away. Be with you every night. Am I squeezing you too tight? If I could say what I wanted to see, I wanna see you go down...on one knee. Marry me today. Guess I'm wishing my life away....with these things I'll never say."

"That's the one!" interrupted Deana. "That's the one based on you, Dad!"

Next came a more dramatic and sad song:

" Momma, please stop crying, I can't stand the sound....It ain't easy growing up in World War 3, barely knowing what love could be, you'll see. I don't want love to destroy me like it's done my family!..."

"Her family was always difficult, but I didn't know it was this hard on her.

Track 4 was a tougher one. There was a sense of emotion in it you couldn't really recognize.

"Grew up in a big town, it was filled with rats, dangerous alleys, stray black cats, but I pulled threw. We all did. Could give every boy in school a black eye, gave half of the girls a reason to cry, but if anyone had to know me, no one would bid. 'Cause it's always hard to deal with to much, but I turned out harder. My pain, my joy, my reality, mind toys, and another helped me hold on."

That left Arnold and Franny in awe. Arnold mostly. He never knew Helga was like that. He never thought she could feel that way. "Man, we were all so wrong."

Franny looked at the back of the CD. "Lets listen to this one." She put it on track nine.

"I wear a disguise, I'm just your average Jane. Super doesn't stand for model, but it doesn't mean I'm plain. If all you see is how I look, you miss the super-girl within...I am confidence in insecurity, I am a voice yet waiting to be heard, I'll shoot the shot, BANG! heard around the world... I'm a one girl revolution...."

Arnold stood up. "Dang, I can't believe I missed that in her! I mean, nobody saw that. Not even her parents!"

Franny stood up behind her husband and held his shoulders. "Yeah, well," she said, "this was a long time ago. I just realized too that I have a poetry book written by the woman on that CD."

Arnold turned around. "Really?" he asked. "Well, I think I know who wrote all those poems in class, then."

"She's a genius," said Franny.

"She rocks!" Deana said.

Arnold didn't say anything. This is a weird Christmas surprise, he thought, but a good one. I guess now I'll never know.

"Hey, look!" chimed Deana from the floor. "They have HP's email address in the little booklet that comes in CDs!"

Arnold's head jerked around. "Deana, can I see that?"

She looked up and smiled. "Sure Dad. I still can't believe Helga actually knew and loved you!" Deana handed the booklet to him.

"I've got it!" he exclaimed, and dove to the computer. Franchesca knelt behind the chair.

"Honey," she said quietly. "It's Christmas. Can't you do this tomorrow?"

He pulled his fingers off the keyboard and sighed. "Sorry, Fran," he said guiltily. "It's just...I had known this girl since I was three, went to school with her until we were twelve, played baseball with her, had countless projects with her, and yet, all I knew really was her name. I just, just, have to find out."

"I still think it's cool," a voice said from behind. Deana shrugged.

See ya, people. I updated in 5 hours, which for me is a record. Anyway, stay loyal! Like my doggie! Ha, well, till next time...

~~Briana~~