And now, Arc 2, starting with one of the first Rhonda centric episodes, known as 'Rhonda's Glasses'! Anyway, enjoy!

"But mom!"

"I told you honey, you can't own contacts. I don't think you have that responsibility! You'll just have to accept it."

I sighed as I looked down. My mom just rolled her eyes as she was currently on the phone with dad, explaining what happened as I was now trying on glasses in Suber's, just to find some prettier ones that could probably work with my style. But my mother kept rejecting each one as I put on some glasses with green stylized handles.

Mom frowned as she looked at the glasses I picked. "No, no, these are crooked."

Mom examined all the choices of glasses that they had in the store. "Why are all these frames crooked, every single one?"

"Mother, what if my EARS are crooked?" I asked, mostly in fear.

"Oh, bite your tongue, you wretched girl!" My mom sighed.

"Mom, just be honest with me." I sighed. "I know I have a little deformity on my ears."

"Oh, honey, you're overreacting." My mother sighed as she turned back to the phone. "Yes, Buckley, it's just like I thought, and we feared... my perfect little girl's vision isn't what it was... and she has to wear glasses."

I noticed my mother whispered the last part on the phone, as if embarrassed if her friends are nearby. I then heard my mom sigh, "Yes, I realize I'm being overdramatic, and yes, I'm worried about her too... she's still trying to recover from the shock... hopefully it won't cost as much."

I picked out another pair... this time, red frames as I put them on. My mother looked at them as she shook her head... "No, no, these won't do at all... the frames are good, but those glasses are just too big!"

I only obeyed as I shook, really upset. "Mom, can I please speak to daddy?"

Mom sighed as she hugged me a little bit, shushing me a little as she said on the phone, "Rhonda wants to talk to you."

She handed the phone over to me as I started to cry, "I hate my life, Daddy! Why does everything happen to me? I'm so unlucky!"

"Honey, calm down, please." I heard my father say. "I know it's a little tough, and it's a brand new experience for you... but we're Lloyds, honey! We can work around this."

"My friends will hate me!" I cried.

"Honey, calm down. Your friends won't hate you just because you have a vision problem..." My dad said to me on the phone.

"No, you don't understand, I have a dynamic going, and I can't break it because if I have glasses, I'm not going to be the pretty girl!" I sniffled.

"Honey, you're still pretty." My dad started, but I didn't want to hear it. I just gave the phone back to Mom as I looked around for more glasses, still with tears in my eyes.

"Hey, Rhonda, sweetie, just relax, okay? And please don't cry out loud, we're in public." My mother said as she comforted me. I tried to calm down, but the dynamic I had with my friends wasn't the only thing I was worried about as I looked around for something that fits.

Arnold probably wouldn't like a girl who has glasses! I don't know what girls he would prefer, but if he knew I had glasses, I... I don't know, but it'll be freaking embarrassing! What if he laughs at me? What if he decides we can't be buddies anymore because he hates me and my... my glasses? Not only that, but the school always sees me as the pretty and cool girl... they'll deem me a geek for sure!

...Okay, granted, that wouldn't be a problem if it was the snobbier girls, because I always hated their guts for insulting my friends, but the rest of the people I know will deem me a geek for sure! I'll never be the same girl I was again.

"Good idea, Buckley." I heard my mom whisper on the phone. "Love you too, see you when we get home."

My mom then hung up the phone as she turned to me. "Hey, sweetie, your father wants to take you over to a small jazz recital this week. I know how much you love jazz."

I smiled a little. "Yeah, I do..."

"Does that make you feel better, honey?" My mom asked.

"A little..." I said as I picked up some square glasses and put them on. "How about this pair, mother?"

My mom shook her head. "They rob you of your beauty. They simply do."

I sighed as I took them off and picked out glasses with square grey frames. I put them on as I asked, "These ones?"

My mother stared at me... and nodded. "Not quite fitting, but they're the only ones that seem to work on you. They'll have to do."

An okay rating. Okay, that didn't sound so bad. I took out my pocket mirror as I decided to examine myself... and...

Oh God, I look like a geek with grey frames! It's even worse! "Hold on to this pair of glasses, I'll see if there's anything better."

"Okay, but if we don't find anything in the next five minutes, we're taking this pair." My mom said as I tried to find another pair.

But no matter what pair I can find, my mother would just shake her head, and after about five minutes had past... I was stuck with these stupid... GEEK glasses!

"There has to be another pair!" I cried as my mom purchased them.

"I'm sorry, sweetie, but there's really no other option..." Mom said as she and I went outside and got in the car as we drove off.

I only cried a little bit on the drive home as my mom assured me. "I know it's tough, and you'll have to adjust to the lifestyle, but... it's not really all that bad. Honey, just don't try to escalate this anymore than it has to..."

"I won't..." I sniffled. "Because I'm never leaving my house... not when I'm showing off these dumb things!"

"Rhonda..." My mom tried to talk to me.

"Please, just save it, Mom! I don't want to talk about it!" I said, clearly upset.

My mom decided to just keep quiet as we drove home.

My dad just simply had no reaction to my glasses when I got home, but somehow, I knew he hated it... and I didn't want to hear him say I didn't look pretty, so I just ran upstairs and up to my room. I just kept crying and crying because of the way I look... I didn't want to go out in public with these glasses... I'll never be able to see Phoebe, or Nadine, or... or Arnold...

They won't want me... I'm not good enough to be their friends... they'll laugh at me... they'll brand me as a geek... somebody who would NEVER want me for a friend...

As I put down my dumb geeky glasses down on the table, I continued crying until I fell asleep...

I looked around as I was smiling. An escape from my stupid reality... I looked around as I saw I was in a field, walking around.

"Rhonda..."

I stopped as I heard a familiar voice. I turned and saw something in the distance. I squinted over. Could it be...?

"Oh Rhonda..."

I walked closer to the voice calling my name until I reached the source. There was a pillar covered with vines and a familiar boy I liked so much sitting down on that pedestal. I smiled, recognizing him. "Arnold..."

Arnold gave a smile to me as he took out a dandelion and blew out the white fluffy petals into my face, me giggling and laughing. Then, Arnold jumped from the pillar in grace as I grabbed him, both of us falling on the field of flowers as we laughed. We looked into each other's eyes as we leaned towards each other to kiss... but Arnold opened his eyes and gasped.

I looked confused. "What's wrong?"

Arnold pointed to my face. I paused as I felt around my face... and I felt... my glasses? No... no, it can't be! All of a sudden... I felt like I was transforming... my hair started to grow a little longer as a ponytail started to appear, my red shirt, along with the white turtleneck, now had white cuffs on the arm and a white bottom layer as I gasped. My black slacks were now turning into a skirt, as my shoes now had laces, with pink socks. I shrieked. "No, Arnold, let me explain!"

"Geek! Geek! Geek! Geek!"

My world started to damper into darkness as I heard a lot of voices...

"Poor Rhonda Lloyd... once the cool girl, now one of the geekiest girls I've seen!"

"What a loser! To think, she's one of the rich kids!"

"I feel sorry for whatever geek would friend... THIS girl."

I looked around, trying to find solace... which never came. "Please, please! Just give me a chance! No!"

I screamed as I held my head.

I jolted upwards as I looked around. I sighed as I flopped down on the bed, just groaning. I wasn't even in the mood to read a James Bond book right now... all I could do was cry a little bit... and hide forever...

Eventually, I heard the door knocking. "Rhonda? Darling? Your breakfast is ready..."

"I'm not hungry, Dad." I said as I turned around.

"Oh, honey, I know you're embarrassed with your glasses, but..." I heard my dad start.

"...but you hate them so much that you don't want to be associated with your own daughter, I get it, Dad. Just... leave, okay?"

"Okay, honey... but if you change your mind... me and your mother will be here to talk." I heard my dad say as I heard him leave.

I must have been sitting in my room, just looking up at the ceiling for an hour before I heard my phone ring. I picked it up and looked at it and saw Phoebe's name. I decided, if nothing else, I'll talk to her. "Hello?"

"Rhonda, where are you?" Phoebe asked over the phone. "You and Nadine were supposed to come over to my house to help with the boat!"

"Oh... right..." I sighed. "Sorry, Phoebe, but I'm in the middle of a crisis right now, I can't come over and help."

"What's wrong?" Phoebe asked me, her voice now concerned.

"You know my eye doctor? Well, I did the eye tests... I failed each one of them, and I'm short sighted!" I sighed.

"I knew it, pay up." I heard Phoebe say to someone (most likely Nadine) as she said, "Short sighted? Rhonda..."

"And now I have glasses and... and they make me look geeky!" I cried.

"Nerdy. The word you're looking for is nerdy." Phoebe sighed.

"How does this make me feel better?" I cried.

Phoebe, realizing her mistake, then said, "Rhonda, calm down. Your glasses can't be all THAT bad..."

"Yes, they are!" I cried. "I'll be like you, Phoebe... a nerd! Now we'll never know who's the pretty one in our group!"

"Rhonda, come on, if anything..." Phoebe started, before pausing. "Look, Rhonda, why don't we come right over to your house and we'll take a look at you with your glasses, then we can form an opinion on them."

"...All right." I said. "But once you see them... you'll probably never be my friend again!"

"Why do you think we won't be yo-" Phoebe started, but I had already hung up.

I just sighed as I put on my stupid dorky glasses. May as well let my former friends see me for what I am before we depart our own ways...

It was about an hour later, back in my full attire (with my new attained glasses) when I heard a knock on the door, my mom's voice was heard. "Honey, your friends are here to see you..."

"Just send them in..." I said, sadly.

I heard the door open as I heard Nadine's voice. "Rhonda? Are you okay?"

"No, I'm not!" I sniffed. "It's just not fair! I'm the coolest girl in class, I give the best slumber parties, and I have the most stylish and up to date clothes!"

"Rhonda..." I heard Phoebe say.

"And then, overnight, I turn into a geek and people start to make fun of me because of it!" I said.

"You think people are going to make fun of you because you have glasses?" Phoebe said, with a scoff.

"YES!" I said. "Just take a good look at me girls, because it'll be the last time you see me!"

I turned around as I revealed my face to them as Nadine and Phoebe were staring in shock that I now had glasses on. Nadine then said, "Wow, Rhonda, they..."

"...are so digusting, you don't want me for a friend, I know!" I cried.

"That wasn't what Nadine was going to say, because she and I think..." Phoebe started.

"...that I am such a geek and you hate me and I can't be your friends because of this, I know!" I cried.

"Rhonda, we..." Nadine started.

"...hate me, and you're going to leave me be, I understand! It's all because of these horrible glasses that our friendship is falling apart!" I cried.

Phoebe sighed. "Rhonda, you are..."

"...geeky, I know!" I cried. "And after today, I may as well hang with the geek crowd!"

Nadine and Phoebe just shook their heads as they started whispering to each other. Probably about me being so geeky... after a moment, Nadine and Phoebe turned to us. "We'll be right back. Don't move."

With that, Nadine and Phoebe up and ran out of the room.

It was official... they left me... left me all alone... I was no longer their friends... I was alone... all alone...

I laid down on the side of my bed when I heard Phoebe's voice. "She's right in here..."

Great, she and Nadine probably told everybody by now and is showing me off as a zoo attraction.

"Rhonda?"

I nearly froze at the new voice. "Arnold?"

"I heard you got glasses and you don't really like them that much. Nadine and Phoebe told me you were really upset and figured I needed to talk with you." I heard Arnold say as he was sitting down at my bed.

I sniffled. "Oh, Arnold, I didn't want you to see me like this..."

"Rhonda... what do you look like with glasses on?" Arnold asked me.

"Like a stupid geek... nerd... someone that nobody would want to be friends or buddies with..." I said. "And possible boyfriends." I thought to myself.

"May I see what you look like with glasses on?" Arnold asked. "And let me tell you my thoughts on them..."

I paused... and sighed. "All right. Here goes nothing... just please take it easy on the insults, okay?"

I turned around and closed my eyes as I awaited the insult from Arnold.

"Rhonda, I think that..."

Here it comes...

"...you look really cute with glasses on."

My eyes widened. That wasn't the reaction I expected at all. I turned to Arnold who was giving me a smile. "You really think they look... cute on me?"

"Of course I do." Arnold said. "Look, in terms of looks, you look great and pretty when it comes to be without glasses... but I think you're prettier with glasses on."

I paused as I gave a slight smile, looking down. "Are you just saying that to make me feel better?"

"No, I'm serious." Arnold said. "I really think those glasses bring out your pretty hazel eyes."

I gave a slight giggle as I took out my pocket mirror and looked at myself. You know, upon looking at the glasses on my face a second time... they really did bring out my eyes...

"Maybe you don't like the glasses, Rhonda, but to me, looks doesn't matter. You're still you." Arnold said. "What matters is your personality. We're not going to stop being your friends just because you have glasses. Did it stop us from befriending someone like Phoebe when she had glasses?"

"She's right..." Nadine said as she and Phoebe came in. "Rhonda, we tried to tell you that you look great in glasses..."

"And that you pull it off pretty well." Phoebe said. "But you kept interrupting us."

"So... it doesn't matter if I look like a nerd to you? I'm still the pretty one?" I asked.

"Of course." Nadine said. "You'll always be the pretty one... you just have a new thing on you now, and we're willing to accept it."

I smiled as I hugged my two friends. "You girls really are the best friends I could ask for..."

I then turned to Arnold and smiled. "And Arnold... thanks for saying I'm pretty. I actually did need a little comfort..."

"Hey, keep wearing the glasses. You don't need to be uncomfortable with your new lifestyle." Arnold smiled as I pulled him into the hug too, Arnold hugging me back...

It just felt right and true...

As me, Phoebe and Nadine were waving good-bye to Arnold and I decided to live with the glasses I had, on my way to Phoebe's place, I merely stopped as I turned to Nadine and Phoebe. "You know what I just realized?"

"You forgot to confess your love to him, didn't you?" Nadine said.

"Yep." I nodded. "Oh well, maybe next time. Now, Phoebe, let's get started on the boat project."

"Sure thing, Rhonda!" Phoebe gave a smile as we walked off.

Well, it may be a new thing, getting glasses... but I was willing to work around this. And I can work with it. Who knows? If I'm responsible with my glasses good enough... maybe I'll be able to be responsible for contacts... but for now, I'm happy and content with these glasses... after all, as Arnold says...

They really bring out my eyes, and I'm pretty even with these glasses!

And with that, we begin Arc 2, and that is the fifty-first episode! How do you like it? In case you're wondering, yes, Rhonda's going to be keeping the glasses for pretty much this whole arc, maybe even going to Arc 3 (because we only saw the glasses the one episode, and they disappeared after that... I know she moved onto contacts though, but that will be covered later on), but yeah, Rhonda's going to be having a brand new addition to her face for a while! You'll just have to imagine her with glasses for the rest of the incoming arc! Anyway, read, review, criticize and suggest, folks!