Author's Note: Hey! Here's chapter 2! I updated! yay! Hope you like chapter 2! Things will start picking up soon! I promise! I'll try to update every Saturday, if not more often! Any comments or ideas feel free to review!

Disclaimer: I don't own Hey Arnold-or anything-boo hoo

Chapter 2: Welcome to Hillwood High!

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A small petite Japanese girl stood at the steps of Hillwood High, staring at the huge stone building, her eyes huge.

" Phoebe, what are you staring at?" A tall African boy with an awesome fro asked in concern.

" Huh? Sorry Gerald, I didn't hear you. I was too busy…"

" Being frozen in typical freshmen terror?" Gerald finished for her, smiling.

" Exactly!" Phoebe smiled. She and Gerald knew each other so well that they always wound up finishing each other's sentences.

Gerald squeezed Phoebe's hand.

" Phoebe, it's going to be okay." Gerald again reassured her.

" Oh Gerald, it's just…I'm scared." Phoebe looked down at the paper that had been crumbled up in her tiny hand. It read:

Dear Mr. And Mrs. Hyerdale,

I am the principal here at Hillwood High, and was just looking over the incoming students cumulative GPAs, when I stopped to see that one GPA had remained a constant 4.00 from the first grade to the eighth! I was greatly amazed, and was excited to find out who the extraordinary child was. It was of course, your daughter, Phoebe. I am writing this letter to tell you that because Phoebe is so gifted with academics, she has the fortune to skip up to the 11th grade! Now, this is a decision that will need lots of thought, both for you and your daughter. Let me assure you that this is an opportunity for Phoebe to increase her academic abilities and further her education. I would like to talk to Phoebe on the first day of school during lunch in my office about this wonderful opportunity. I respect any decision.

Sincerely,

Principal Orwelle

" Gerald, I can't believe that they want me to skip 2 grades!"

" I can." Gerald smiled, " I'll miss having classes with you, but I'll be happy for you."

" Gerald, you won't have to miss having classes with me-I decided not to skip."

" What?" Gerald was shocked. " You don't have to stay behind just for me." He smiled again.

" It's not you I'm worried about. It's…HELGA! OVER HERE!"

A tall blonde whose hair was blowing softly in the fall breeze ran over and tackled her friend with a hug.

" PHOEBE! Oh my god! I missed you so much this summer! I thought you would never come back from Japan!" Helga said happily, smiling ear to ear. " Do you know how much we have to catch up on? I mean, I had no one to talk to all summer…"

"Hmph" Gerald snorted, a big smile on his face.

" What, Tall Hair Boy?" Helga said, giving Gerald one her famous scowls.

" Nothing…except are you sure you didn't have ANYONE to talk to all summer?" Gerald said, his smile getting even bigger.

Helga blushed. No, there had been someone to talk to. Someone who she had grown closer to. Someone who she only loved more…

" Gerald, what are you talking about?" Helga tried to look angry, but it was hard. " So, Geraldo, where is the old football head anyway?"

" Come on Helga, you don't have to act like you still "hate" Arnold around me." Gerald said, smiling only bigger, if that was even possible!

Helga shot a look at Phoebe, who also was smiling her face off.

" Helga, Gerald's right. We all know you don't hate him." Phoebe said, still smiling.

Helga blushed again. " Oh shut up you guys!" She said with a laugh. " I know you know that I…uh…you know."

Gerald began to tease her. " What Helga, what do we know?"

" You know that I am totally in love with him!" Helga said louder.

Gerald teased her some more. " Who are you in love with?"

" GRRR! You both know that I am hopelessly focused on, forever crazy, completely loony for the one and only ARNOLD! And I will tell him that I am totally in love with him sooner or later! I will! I will tell Arnold! I'll take him in my arms and stare into those huge green eyes and scream is so the world can hear it- ARNOLD! I LOVE-"

" Hey Helga."

" YAK! Don't ever scare me like that again, Football Head!"

Arnold smiled at the words "football head". " Sorry Helga."

" You should be!" Helga, completely pink as the bow on her head.

" But uh, I couldn't help but over hear. What do you love, by the way?" Arnold said, slyly.

Helga's eyes got huge. Then nervously she muttered, " Ice Cream?"

Arnold looked into Helga's baby blue eyes. " Really?"

" Hey, what is this? The third degree? Quit asking questions!" Helga said, scowling.

BRING! The bell rang.

" Well, time for the longest day of our lives!" Arnold said, reaching for Helga's hand, and then firmly holding it.

Helga, stunned, jerked away after about 3 seconds. " Hey! Did I say you could touch me?"

" Sorry Helga-you seemed nervous."

" Well I'm not!" She retorted back, and Phoebe and Gerald rolled their eyes in unison. They started to head for the school. Helga quickly turned to Arnold. " Thanks anyway." She said, smiling a bit.

Arnold smiled back, and he and Helga walked into Hillwood High together.

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Hmmm... wonder what's going to happen! I'm going to start working on Chapter 3 right now! Keep up the reviews!