Helga walked into school on Monday and was met by weird stares. Or at least ones that were more menacing than usual. Even if she wasn't looking she could feel the stares.

At lunch Phoebe ran up too her.

"Hey Phoebs, long time no see"

"Konichwa, Helga." Said phoebe with a smile, but her smile faded, "Uh I need to ask you something"

"Lay it on me"

"Well are the rumors true? Or are they just that. Rumors?"

"Huh? What are you talking about Phoebs?"

"Well people are say that your going out with Frankie G."

"No way! I'm not with him"

"Then where are they getting these rumors from?"

"I've just been hanging out with his crew. He's cool. He always has things to do, and I figure that you and Gerald wouldn't want me bugging you"

Phoebe looked like she had just been slapped.

"Helga what about…" she lowered her voice "Arnold. You can't possibly just drop him like that"

"Why not" said Helga getting upset, "Why shouldn't I! He left just 'like that'"

Helga was now fighting back tears.

"Helga, I know you still love Arnold. If you couldn't stop loving him all those years with the anti-love potion and that time in 6th grade, than you couldn't now"

"Phoebe, I don't like him anymore. Got it?"

Little tears were running down Helga's cheeks.

Phoebe hated seeing her best friend upset, but she also didn't want Helga to make the biggest mistake of her life and run off with Frankie G.

"Helga, please just listen to me. I know your upset" Phoebe began quite meekly, but her voice began to get a little stronger as the sentence went on, "But you shouldn't be running around with Frankie G. Why don't you just go home, play your guitar, write poems, think about Arnold-" Phoebe was cut off by Helga:

She pushed Phoebe and yelled,

"I DON'T ANYMORE PHOEBE, GET IT THROUGH YOUR HEAD!"

Everyone turned and stared at her and Phoebe. Phoebe looked up at Helga, tears welling up in her eyes. Helga couldn't take it anymore. She ran out of the cafeteria and out into the school yard.

In the school yard

"What does she know anyway? Arnold's gone so there's no need to obsess anymore…stupid football head"

Helga didn't want to cry. She hated crying, it showed weakness. And Helga G. Pataki isn't supposed to have weaknesses.

Oh yes, Phoebe's only your best friend in the world who knows everything about you. What could she possibly know?

"Shut up you stupid voice; I want you to go away!"

Sorry I'm here to stay

"Then I make you be quiet!"

The voice stopped…

Helga heard the bell ring and knew she had to return to her classes.