Okay the last chapter I had mixed feelings about. Some of you I think are confused, but I've flashed forwarded the story so that now the gang is in high school. I just felt it was time. I didn't believe there was much more to be said as fourth graders. I might be wrong, tell me what you think.
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Tinánia Legolinde- That's awesome you want to be an actress. For a little while I wanted to be a basketball player so that I could meet Tony Parker. :) That poem you wrote was cute with Orlando Bloom. I think in this story I'm not going to make Lila a horrible person, just an annoying person that you want to smack.lol. I'm not telling anything about how Helga feels towards Brainy. All I can say is that she likes him. You'll just have to wait and see what she does later on in the story. I hope this chapter wasn't too confusing. I tried hard to explain everything but I'm not sure it worked. Am I really your favorite author? Oh that's so sweet. Thank you. P.S. That's awesome you're home schooled, I always wondered what that would be like.
Queen Artemis- Thank you. I'm so happy you think I have a writing talent. I never thought of myself as much of a writer, but it comes naturally I guess. The whole Arnold having a crush on Lila thing was getting a tad bit annoying to me. It's a subject on the show that I get frustrated with. So, instead I thought Lila should have the crush on Arnold. I have completely role reversed everyone in this story. Oh well, I'm glad you liked this chapter. Thank you so much for wonderful comment you gave me. I truly appreciate it.
h.a. 6- No offense taken. I'm glad you found my story and I'm happy you enjoyed reading it. Which part made you cry? It's sad, I, too, was almost crying when I wrote it. :) I think it's great that you like my ideas involving Brainy in the plot. I wasn't sure how people would take it. Thank you so much for stopping by and reading my fic.
HelgaGP- Okay if you're reading this answer right now that must mean you came back to finish the story and I that you for that. I'm glad you left a review for what you have read. Please leave another and tell me what you think of the rest of the chapters.
Estel fuga- LoL. That's funny. I don't care if you send me emails constantly; I love it because it means you're really enjoying my writing. I'm happy about that. Maybe Arnold really likes Lila and maybe he doesn't…you never know. I can't tell you anything regarding Helga either; you'll just have to wait and see. :) Did you like the whole jumping the Arnold and Helga into high school? I wasn't sure about it. Did you understand everything okay? I hope so. Thanks for being a great reviewer and asking good questions.
PopStarOE- Lila was being a little forward so I went back to twink that part a smidge. It sounds better now so go back and read it and tell me what you think. Thanks for pointing that out. It was hard for me to put Helga with Brainy but I felt something different had to be done. This chapter and possibly the next will be explaining more of Helga's inner turmoil. Thanks for coming again and reviewing my story.
Chapter 7: Realization Continues
"Arnold," Helga whispered as she shifted uneasily in her sleep, "Oh Arnold, where art thou my Arnold." She was Juliet, and Arnold was her Romeo. Startled, Helga awoke abruptly and from behind her pillow pulled out her faded pink journal. Involuntarily, her hand took the black pen from the binds of the journal and began jotting words at random onto the venerable lines of the paper.
Memories cascaded through my dreaming mind
Reopening it to the time of the fourth grade play
Where I was yours and you were mine.
"Whoa slow down Helga old girl," Helga reread the words silently, "Why am I writing about this? That happened so long ago." Trying to erase the continuing thoughts evolving in her mind she returned the journal behind her laced pillow. I shouldn't be writing about stuff like that.
Helga's eyes drifted to the silent alarm clock sitting beside her bed and realized that two o' clock had just marked its hour in the early morning.
"Crimeny! Why can't I ever get decent nights sleep?" She thought of P.S 120, I am never going to be able to stay awake in class.
Leisurely, Helga settled her body back into the grooves of her sheets forcing her bewildered eyes shut. Unfortunately, sleep would not renew its subscription in her mind. Dreaming of Arnold had awakened her conscience to seeking possibilities of why thoughts of him had so suddenly returned. Could it be? No it couldn't be. I love Brainy.
Casting an affectionate glance at the framed photograph of him that sat willingly on the nightstand beside her bed a distraught expression shaped onto her face. Quickly, she took the picture and enshrouded it close to her aching chest.
"Brainy, oh my Brainy, I'm so sorry I've deceived you." She hugged the picture tighter.
Forthwith, extensive thoughts of Helga's once football headed love flooded through her mind uncontrollably. Arnold and I used to have friendship that bonded us together, but now we have nothing. At one time in the duration of their friendship Helga had felt a manipulated response of love from Arnold. Unbelieving, Helga pressed those feelings from her mind until she accepted them to be false.
"How could he have loved me? I was nothing special. I was just some stupid bully who only evoked anger in his peaceful soul," Helga proclaimed, a genuine emphasis of profoundness leaping from each word. The words impaired her heart causing her body to stiffen.
Once more Helga studied Brainy's silhouette and then she steadied it to the normal place upon her oak nightstand. Overthrowing the covers that secreted her corpse, Helga stepped softly from her bed and treaded towards her closet situated on the opposite side of her room. Silent clamor submerged her as she turned the doorknob to the auspicious door. Detecting the light switch Helga immediately began searching for an object that had once showed incredible importance in her life.
"Where is it? What if I threw it away?" Panic obstructed Helga's breathing causing her to choke out the last words. Her eyes scanned over the items in her view until they paused on an unfamiliar shoebox located on a top shelf. Reaching up, she lifted the box from the crammed area of clothes.
"It has to be in here," Helga muttered escorting the black box to her bed. Elevating the rectangular lid she found that tissue paper occluded the inside leaving nothing else exposed. Inverting the box to where it stood upside down she shook the remaining contents out.
Plink!
Shifting down, her eyes rested on the object that had fallen on to the wooden floor beside her feet.
"Oh my gosh," Helga gasped, "It's been so long." Extending her arm to the ground she seized the rusted locket into her clammy hand. Incidentally, a tear posed in her eye. Her fingers unlatched the lock on the side allowing her to peer inside. On the left familiar inscribed words spoke out to her.
"May I love you now and forever," Helga whimpered scrutinizing each word as she read it to herself. Tears now rolled down her inflamed cheeks easily. Averting her eyes to the right Helga's slender finger traced along the outline of Arnold's image. How could I have done that to you? Reminisce of the distress in Arnold's expression the day Helga ended their friendship invaded her mind.
*Flashback*
"Hey Helga!"
Turning Helga peered to see who called her. Arnold speeded his walk to catch up to her. Her heart sank; I can't talk to him now. Rotating back to the front she resumed her journey to Phoebe's house.
"Helga!" Arnold hurried his pace to a jog.
Hearing him quicken Helga began running not permitting herself to stop. Unfortunately, Arnold proved faster after he grabbed her arm causing her to come to a sudden stop.
"What's a matter with you? I know you heard me calling," Arnold asked tightening his grip causing Helga to flinch in discomfort.
"Let go of me!" Helga pulled unable to free her throbbing arm. She raised her loose arm trying to punch him in the stomach, but he caught her in mid-air. Now, he firmly held both arms allowing her no chance to escape. Smooth move Helga, she thought disapprovingly at herself.
"Not until you tell me what's wrong," Arnold announced calmly, but anger slightly edged his voice.
"No, I can't. Please! You're hurting me," stifled Helga. She gazed helplessly at Arnold scouring for the answer he wished to hear. Sobs began escaping her mouth tired of hiding the truth from him.
For a rare time in her fifteen years of life Helga felt utterly defenseless, unable to form a shield around her afflicted body. Arnold tugged her shaking frame close to his.
"It's okay," he breathed, "Everything is okay." Engulfing his muscular arms around her body he attempted to stabilize it.
"No it isn't," Helga said reluctantly extracting herself from his comforting grasp. She wanted so much to remain there, but she couldn't. That part of her life was finished now.
"Why isn't it?" Worry intimidated his divulging eyes.
"Brainy asked me to go out with him," Helga stated forcing every word to disport from her punctured tongue.
"What did you tell him? No, right?"
Helga felt the concern radiate from his body.
"I said yes." Not wanting to hear the outburst from him, Helga turned her body away from him lifting her hands to her ears.
"But why Helga?! You guys never even talk to each other!" Throwing his arms to the sky for a satisfying answer Arnold sat on the curb of the sidewalk.
"Why are you so upset Football Head?" Helga questioned nervousness striking her mind. Never had he presented so much emotion towards her.
"Because Helga I lo-," Arnold halted burying his head into his hands.
"What did you say?"
"Forget it, I have to go." Arnold rose from his seat wiping his eye.
"Sure, whatever, me too," Helga mocked starting to move her legs, but they were cemented to the ardent surface of the sidewalk.
"Is this going to do anything between us?" Arnold interrogated, no emotion flowed from his words.
"I, we- I don't think we should hang out anymore." The words didn't sound as if they formed from Helga's mouth. How can I turn away from the only boy I've ever loved for another boy I've never thought of as more than an acquaintance? Rubbing her hands together she racked her brain for a sensible answer, but found none.
Transfixed, Arnold's eyes glazed over. His face formed into an expression of ever lasting grief and vengeance. It frightened Helga for a moment causing her to step backwards.
"Fine." With no other actions towards Helga he trudged away from her listless frame.
*End Flashback*
She pressed the locket to her heaving bosom.
"It's all my fault," she said her voice becoming stern, "But we couldn't have stayed friends. There's no way I could have gone out with Brainy and still have talked to Arnold because I still lo-." Her tender lips grew deep red as she bit them not permitting herself to finish the sentence. For months she had forsaken the truth that still erupted inside of her. She compelled herself to love Brainy even though Helga knew she felt nothing for him.
"Brainy." Apprehending the photograph of him Helga placed it in her nightstand drawer and closed it gently, "It's not fair. I finally meet a guy who loves me with all his heart and I can't return his love." The words caused no pain for Helga, but she sympathized for the boy she had lied to for so long.
"Tomorrow, I'll tell him we can't stay together," her eyes gravitated to Arnold, "And maybe I'll talk to my beloved."
Sighing, Helga moved the locket to her night stand and stared deeply at it not wanting it to leave her view. I've waited too long for you Arnold. Laggardly, Helga lowered herself to the firm mattress beneath her body. Sleep came easily for Helga. Tonight would be the night she would remember as the time she allowed Arnold back into her battered heart.
A/N: What did you think? I wanted to explain to you the feeling of Helga towards her relationship with Brainy. I hope I got the message through okay. The next chapter shouldn't take too long. I already know what it will be about. Please don't be shy to review. Give me thoughts, feelings, suggestions, opinions, likes/dislikes, etc. Thanks for reading.