"Helga! Your father and I want to talk to you!" came Miriam's droned voice from downstairs.
Helga groaned, and then went downstairs to greet the torture that a waited.
Once on the first floor Helga plopped in an arm chair across from her parents. Big Bob gave her an odd look.
"Olga, what happened to your pink dress?"
Helga gave an aspirated sigh, "I haven't worn that thing in a year,Oh great King Bob"
Bob's face grew red at the last comment,"Don't you sass me little lady or I'll-" he began but stopped because of the half annoyed, half asleep look on his wife's face.
"Helga, Phoebe just called-" her mother began but Helga cut her off.
"And we need to hold a family conference because….?"
"She's said she's worried about you. Something about a guy named Frankie G."
"There's a guy involved in this too! We should have sent her to that boarding school when we had the chance" said Big Bob in a gruff, out-raged voice. He looked at Helga hard, like he was trying to read her mind. "Who's this guy Phoobie or Threebie or whatever is talking about?"
"Frankie G. is Frankie G. I don't know what you want me too tell you" replied Helga with as much sass as possible.
"That name does seem familiar, though" said Helga's mother blinking to keep herself awake," Phoebe's worried about you Helga…and I am too"
"Oh great timing! Just brilliant, so you care now! But you didn't care all those times I needed you before!" yelled Helga, she got up stormed off up stairs.
She heard her father say,"That girl is on the wrong road, Miriam."
But no matter what they tried Helga continued on her downward spiral.
Every night she dreamed she was falling down a huge crater, and every night she got a little bit closer to the bottom before waking up.
Helga started hanging out with Frankie G.'s group more and more, and continually broke her new curfew of 9 o'clock. From what she could tell Frankie and his friends weren't bad at all. They never did anything that would suggest they were criminal. All they did was hang around drink Yahoo's and listen to old Iggy Pop and The Clash records…
Okay I know that was a kind of a weird chapter. I'm not sure why though…I thought there should be some confrontation with her parents.
Oh yeah I'm sorry the chapters are so short, I just don't have much time of my hands right now. Plus I just got back from skateboarding and I hit my head…so I'm not completely "with it" right now.
