Author's note/ Hello everyone my name is Steve and firstly I want to thank everyone who gave chapter 1 a read. To be honest I started this fanfic over 2 years ago writing 5 chapters worth of material. Unfortunately life got in the way and I never continued on after that point. Inspired by the jungle movie I'm bringing it back in an attempt to make up for the disappointment I have caused myself and others who wanted to see where this story was going to go. With the new events from the movie I have had to edit and change some narratives from my original work, but I'm liking the change. And I promise you the reader I am taking this thing to the end this time. I will update as frequently as possible. And sorry I forgot to post this note with Chapter 1. Thank you reader and enjoy chapter 2

I must get out of here" she thought, as she sat staring at the title page of the screenplay on her desk. It was the 5th screenplay, that she was tasked with editing that day, and it was driving her nuts.

"Well it's time for a smoke break", she said to herself.

She stood up from her desk and headed straight for the elevator. Upon arrival the doors opened. Standing in the elevator was a tall, handsome man she was hoping to avoid today.

"Hi Helga", he said gesturing her into the elevator.

"Hello Jeremy", she responded walking into the elevator?

"So are you heading home too my love", he said while pushing the button for the main floor. She internally cringed after hearing those words, but turned and smiled at him.

"Unfortunately no." She said. "I still have one more script to start editing. I'll probably be here for a few more hours. "

The elevator opened, and they both walked into the lobby, heading for the front doors.

"I feel your pain" he said. " luckily I don't have to stay late today, I finally have a chance to run some errands that I have been putting off."

" Lucky you", she said, jokingly.

Jeremy opened the front door, and held it for Helga. She exited the building smiling at him, impressed by his chivalry.

"We still on for dinner tonight?" He asked. She was hoping he would have been too busy to keep their date, but apparently she wasn't that lucky. She glanced up at him looking into his hopeful eyes. Her heart sank knowing that she was going to break up with him at dinner, but she had to keep her game face on.

"Yes." She responded. " I will call you when I get off, and we can work out the details."

"Great" He said happily. Jeremy leaned in to kiss Helga. She accepted his advance, and they shared a steamy kiss.

"I'll see you later babe", Jeremy said, while stroking her blonde hair. She put her hand on his muscular arm, rubbing it.

" See you tonight."

Jeremy broke their embrace, and headed to his car. She watched him go for a moment, hoping she wouldn't hurt him too bad, later that night. She refocused her gaze to the bench in front of the office building.

"The perfect spot to smoke a cigarette", she concluded.

She took a seat on the bench, and took out a pack of cigarettes from her Jean's pocket. She placed a fresh cigarette between her lips, and lit it. Inhaling the smoke into her lungs she felt the sweat calming affect of the nicotine entering her body. She grabbed for her cell phone, deciding to give Phoebe a quick call. The phone rang twice before Phoebe picked up.

"Hello", Phoebe answered.

"Pheebs!, how are you girl." Helga said, happy to hear her best friend's voice.

" I'm doing well Helga. How is your day going?", Phoebe responded.

" ugh.. just the usual Pheebs. Trying to get through another day at this crummy job. Oh and I have dinner plans tonight with Jeremy."

Helga took a long drag from her cigarette waiting for Phoebe's response.

" How are thing's going with you and Jeremy?" Phoebe asked.

"Things are good between us," Helga answered honestly.

"Well that's Great Helg..."

"but I think I'm going to break up with him at dinner tonight." Said Helga interrupting.

" Really why Helga?" Phoebe asked. "You just said things were going good."

"Sorry Pheebs, I don't have time to talk about this now. I have to get back to work." "I will see you tomorrow night for dinner right?.",

"Yes I'm flying in tomorrow morning." Phoebe answered.

"Okay great we will talk about it then." Helga said rushing to get off the phone.

"Bye Phoebe".

Helga hung up her phone, and put it back in her pocket. She took one last drag of her cigarette, then flicked it onto the street in front of her. She headed back into the office for a couple more hours of excruciating boredom.

Helga turned the keys in the door of her apartment, relieved to finally be home after a long day of work. As she entered into the living room of her one bedroom apartment, she started to contemplate how she would break it off with Jeremy tonight. She wanted things to go as smoothly as possible, and she hoped she wouldn't upset him. She hated having to break it off with him, as he had done nothing to deserve it. She entered the kitchen and tossed her keys on the small island. She looked at the stove clock, seeing it was 6pm.

"Well I better take a shower, he will be here at 7:30 to pick me up." She thought.

Helga walked into her bedroom, and darted straight for the closet looking for a towel. She was overdue with her laundry, and hoped she had an old towel left unpacked in the closet. She started digging through boxes, each one providing no luck to her towel dilemma. She spotted one last box at the bottom of the closet. She pulled it out, and tore it open.

"Bingo", Helga said out loud, finding her last clean towel in the top of the box.

She threw it on the bed, and started to put the box back. As she did her wrist twitched dumping the rest of the contents in the box. As she reached out to pick up the items on the floor, one in particular caught her eye. She picked it up, and stared at it. Helga's heart started to race.

"Pull it together Helga."She thought.

She opened the latch, to find the familiar image of her first love. Tears started to flow down her cheeks. Suddenly an overwhelming anger creeped into Helga's body.

"Why the hell do I still have this stupid thing," she thought. "I haven't seen the boy in 3 years."

At that thought she launched the locket across the room. It hit her bedroom wall head on and shattered. Helga rushed over to where the shattered locket was, shocked at what she just did. She looked at the picture of Arnold, which was now lying separately from the broken locket.

"Why can't I get over you", she thought, feeling helpless.

Helga started whispering to herself.

"I'm sorry Arnold. I love you, and I know I shattered your heart, just like I shattered the locket."

She sighed deeply as tears continued to streak down her face. "But I have to let you go." She reached down and picked up the old picture of Arnold. She walked to the window besides her bed and opened it. Helga opened her hand, and let the picture fall out.

"Goodbye Arnold", she said