A/N: This isdedicated chapterto some of my friends, who read and don't reply (I'm talking to you Jake), the ones whoasked why my writing is so dark. I personally don't think it's dark, but if you must know I supose it can be dark because it's hard not to pull experiances from when I was depressed, it's not easy to forget that feeling of hoplessness. Anyway on with the story!

"Hey babe" said Frankie as Helga approached him at Slauson's the next day.

It was early; the sky was grey from the mixture of the pale sun and clouds. Helga liked grey mornings, she felt the day was giving her more time to wake up, more time to gather her thoughts before she put on her black hoodie and ventured out into the world.

"So what's the job you have for me?" asked Helga.

"You know Geno?"

"Geno…Geno, nope it doesn't ring a bell…"

"Hmmm, you were in fourth grade when the neighborhood was almost destroyed right?"

"yeah"

"Ah, then you would know him as Big Geno"

Helga took a sharp breath in, she didn't want to look or sound shocked in front of Frankie, she didn't want to look weak.

"The guy who put Sid in the hospital because he didn't pay off his debts...uh… I mean yeah I know him"

"Uh..Sid..uhm… he's the short scrawny kid with a big nose and stringy hair right?" asked Frankie.

"Yea"

"Okay, so anyway Geno owes me some stuff. I want you to go in and get it for me"

"That's it?" asked Helga, baffled. She was sure it would be something epic or destructive.

"Yep, that's all ya gotta do" replied Frankie.

Helga just smiled confidently and started walking towards the little club house were Geno resided during the day.

She passed through the curtains into Geno's "parlor". Helga was guided toward him by some tall muscular guys, whom she gathered where on the high school football or wrestling teams. Big Geno was still fairly small in his own right. Or perhaps it was just because Helga was 5' 5".

"Hey Geno" said Helga, "Frankie. G is outside and wants his money…" Helga almost added "see" to her sentence but realized this was real life and not a movie, maybe…she was playing this part a little too good.

"hm.. you're the new kid he picked out huh?" Geno replied.

"What? No! He just asked me to help him out, so I did. I'm not part of his group"

"That's what Schlitz said too, anyway since a little girl like you had the guts to come in here I'll give Frankie his money"

Geno handed Helga an old Duncan Yoyo, 5 jellybeans, and a dollar bill.

She looked at it disappointed, she thought it would be some sort of foreign contraband, then she remembered the "little girl" comment. She was not a little girl she was 13! And How old could Geno possibly be 14, 15? But Helga decided against going into a conflict, she was not sure what Geno's cronies would do. So she left without another word.

She walked by and handed Frankie his stuff…hard.

"Hey what was that for?" he asked.

"Nothing, I'm just tired"

Frankie G. thought for a second, then said, " You wanna go down to Slauson's and get a Sunday?"

Helga stopped.

What is he doing? Is that some kind of secret code?

"What do mean?"

Frankie looked at her with an amused look on his face, "uh I mean" he put lots of emphasis on the next part, "You wanna go down to Slauson's to get a sunday?"

"Y-you mean like get an ice cream….."

Helga froze again, Ice Cream.

Haha! Yes I knew you would remember. Ar-nol-d, remember Arnold.

"uh, no I'm gonna go home"

Yes! That's good Helga, get far away from Frankie G.

"Okay, see ya around" replied Frankie smiling.

Helga froze…again.

Oh no, he smiled! Helga wait, stop! Just keep walking! Woo-hoo, earth to Helga!

"Well now that I think about it, a sunday doesn't sound to bad…".