Chap2: Six years Later

Somewhere in the states, in a small, hot, classroom of HillwoodHigh, a blond football headed boy was gazing into space. He had always been one to daydream, but as summer vacation was dangerously approaching ( it was the middle of may), the young man was finding it even harder to concentrate. Plus he was in history class, and, to formulate it in his own optimistic way, let's just say it wasn't really… breathtaking.

''Arnold? Arnold? ARNOLD!''

He gasped and fixed his gaze on his teacher Mr. Deever who had walked up to his desk and was eyeing him suspiciously.

''Arnold, I know my class isn't exactly…breathtaking to you…''

Wow, could he actually read his mind?

''And I know that you have much more on your mind then the French Revolution! But, if you would please, please just try to pretend that you care, it would mean so much to your poor old teacher who just like you would rather be outside.''

The teacher turned around and faced the rest of the class.

''This goes for all of you lazy kids! Now, Lila, can you tell us where we were?''

Arnold looked at his girlfriend and smiled. She was so beautiful, just sitting there her red hair arranged in two low ponytails, a light smile painted on her lips. To Arnold, Lila was a feminine perfection. She was everything a guy could ever want, sweet, supporting, and really good looking. The blond knew lots of the guys of the school envied him. But the couple had been together for almost 6 years now, and nothing had ever went wrong.

''Earth to Arnold? Answer lover boy!''

Arnold sighed and turned to his best friend Gerald Johanssen.

''I told you, let me see, at least a HUNDRED TIMES not to call me that!''

''I'm sorry man! It's just the way you stare at Sawyer like that all the time, makes you look so stupid... you know what I'm saying?''

Arnold rolled his eyes.

''No, but what I'm saying is I know someone even stupider who don't even has the guts to tell the girl of his dream and passionate desire that he loves her!''

''I do NOT love Phoebe!''

Arnold smiled at him evilly.

''I never mentioned Phoebe, you did man! I guess now my doubts are funded!''

Gerald, shot him a death glare and said mockingly:

''Well at least I don't say weird stuff that make me sound gay like passionate desires!''

It was Arnold's turn to look daggers at him.

''Anyway'' said Gerald a big, annoying smile on his face, I have good news…''

''The cafeteria lady died?'' asked Arnold hopefully

''Ok, not that good…but anyway there is a new girl…''

''No kidding? That must be the most exiting thing that happen all year in this town! So…''

''Yeah!''

''She's hot?'' said Arnold grinning

''Like I just said, yeah! Actually no, hot isn't strong enough to describe her…she's…she's…Well just to give you an idea, I only saw her from far away! But man, I can tell you already that when you'll see her, Lila will never be the object of your passionate desires again.''

Arnold frowned at the statement because he knew it wasn't as innocent as it may sound. For some inexplicable reason, Gerald had never really liked Lila and Arnold didn't appreciate it! It's not like he wanted everyone to be crazy his girlfriend, but he hated the fact that two of the people he cared the most about didn't really enjoy each other's company. He was about to answer when their principal came in.

''Hello Deever, class, we have a new student.''

He stepped aside the door and the howl class gasped of shock as the new girl walked in. To say she was beautiful would be an understatement. She was simply radiant. Tall, extremely thin, although she had amazing long legs and a really pleasant chest, with silky golden blond hair that fell gracefully onto her shoulders. All the features of her face expressed delicacy, from the small charming nose, to the well designed lips. Although her most distinctive feature was her stunning turquoise eyes. Without knowing why Arnold felt his heartbeat accelerate as he watched her walk to the teacher's desk with a grace he had thought impossible to achieve. Why did this girl seem so familiar?

''Hello there'' said Mr. Deever as the principal left ''What's your name? You seem vaguely familiar.''

The girl smile. It was such a beautiful smile. There was finally something that was breathtaking.

''My name is Helga. Helga Pataki!''

Again the classroom was filled with gasps. Most of them emanating from the students who used to know the young woman.

''NO WAY!'' said Sid

''Holly sh…'' started Gerald

''She's so hot!'' said Eugene

Then he added slightly embarrassed:

''Oops did I just say that out loud?''

But no one was really listening to her.

''Pataki? Asked Mr.Deever ''Pataki like the…hum…like…''

Arnold wasn't listening. That was Helga? Helga the girl who had left 6 years ago without saying bye to anyone apart from Phoebe? Helga his childhood ''friend''? Helga the daughter of the famous Bob Pataki, one of the richest businessman of the planet? That was HER? Sure he had occasionally heard from the Pataki's, they were always attending to great social events on TV. And the gorgeous Olga Pataki was a well known pop singer. But the youngest Pataki he had not heard of since, well, almost 6 years. How could she had change so much, turning from the scary bully to the drop dead beautiful young lady?

''Well it's an honor…I mean pleasure to have you here Miss. I hope you will like it here at Hillwood.''

''Oh, I use to live here.''stated Helga

''Well then you must recognized some familiar faces. Anyway please take a seat next to…Harold. You know him?''

'' Yeah! I remember him!''

''She remembers me!' said Harold staring at everyone proudly and grinning from ear to ear.

While she was walking toward her desk, Arnold heard Rhonda say:

''Oh MY GOD! Look at her bag it's the new and exclusive Chanel ! The one that is so incredibly expensive and that only few can manage to afford!''

At the same moment, Gerald was calling on Phoebe.

''Did you know she was back?''

''Of course! I went shopping with her yesterday!''

Gerald was shocked.

''Why didn't you tell us?''

Phoebe frowned.

''Well, I don't know, I just didn't think you guys would really care. I mean it's not like you actually use to like her so…''

Gerald knew Phoebe had a point. He had never liked the tomboyish bully who use to make his best friend life a living hell. But still, she had been a part of his childhood, and he considered her homecoming as something he, and his old classmates from Mr.Simmons class, should know about. He turned his attention back to Arnold.

''Well now you've seen the new girl! Can you believe it's Helga? I mean I no people can change and all but this is like…''

Arnold cut him off.

''I know I can't believe it's her either! She is so…I mean she looks so…so different!''

'' Arnold my man, I think the only word you could be searching for is: Incredibly Sexy!''

''Gerald that makes two words!''

''Whatever you say Arnold!''