Ok, sorry about my first chapter, it kind of sucked. I will probably make changes, but thank you to the ones that read it.

Disclaimer: I do not own Hey Arnold!

Helga walked up to her new bedroom, it was much bigger than her old one. "WOW!" she said aloud, "There is a freaking balcony!" So cool! She thought to herself as she beamed. She even had her own bathroom, it was huge, walk-in shower and everything. Not to mention the walk-in closet! This was by far the coolest room she had ever had.

Piiiinnnngg! "Hmmm, a message from Phoebe" She said aloud, "Hey, did you make it yet? Let me know soon, ok? I'm having a pool party today and you are invited." Helga rolled her eyes at the message that followed, "No exceptions!" Great, she thought to herself. She groaned at the thought of it, but at the same time maybe it would be fun. She needed it after the drive from hell she had just had.

"Ok. But my swimsuit is still packed up somewhere." Helga text back.

"No biggie, I have one you can borrow. Now come on! " Phoebe replied.

The great thing about moving back when they did was it was the start of summer, the weather was perfect. Also, the next best thing was there was no need for going through the awkwardness of transferring schools. Helga had all summer to catch up with what was going on instead of trying to get it all done in one class period. This was a chance to totally skip the awkward stage and slowly get herself back into the groove of things. She began to smile at the thought of seeing her old friend, she really missed her.

Helga walked downstairs just in time to see Bob totally losing his marbles at one of the movers. Seeing a broken lamp on the floor cleared up her questioning expression.

"What the hell!" He yelled at them, "Break another one and I will break your…" he was cute off.

"Bob!" Helga yelled, trying to get his attention.

He turned and gave her a look of complete frustration, "Yeah, what?"

"I just wanted to let you know I was going out. I'm headed over to Phoebe's for a while." She said.

"Ok." He said quickly returning his attention back on the movers.

Helga grabbed her bag and headed to the nearest bus stop texting Phoebe along the way. When she finally reached the pickup stop for the bus she sat down on the bench. She noticed that it was an unusually nice day, not a cloud in the sky, it was pretty hot too. There was a slight breeze that caught her hair, carrying the smell of her lavender shampoo across her nose. Beautiful day, she thought with a smile.

At that moment the bus was approaching her stop, she boarded the bus, paid and took her seat. She decided to let Phoebe know that she was now on the bus and headed in that direction.

"On the bus now, should be there in 10." She text.

"Great! Almost everyone is here. See you soon." Phoebe replied quickly.

Man she replies quick, Helga thought as she sat on the bus staring out the window. It took about half the bus trip to finally realize what Phoebe had said. "Almost everyone is here." A look of horror crept across her face at those words. Damnit, I'm so stupid. POOL PARTY. Duh, of course there was going to be people there. She thought as she slapped herself in the forehead. Once again that nervous feeling found its way back to her.

Well it's too late to turn back now, she thought. When the bus came to her stop she exited, took a quick look around, and started the block and a half walk to Phoebe's house. As she got closer she could hear the music playing and chatter from several people coming from the back yard.

"Well let's get this over with." Helga said under her breath. With a sigh she started walking to the front door. Looking down the whole time counting the cracks in the sidewalk, she was totally oblivious of her surrounding for a split second. Then BAM! Her butt hit the ground pretty hard making her fling a curse word or two in the air.

"Holy…..man are you ok?" Helga asked, still sitting on the ground. She still had yet to see who she ran into.

She heard a chuckle followed by, "Yeah I think so, but maybe I should be asking you that." It was a guy, she couldn't help but notice just how smooth his voice flowed. Now she was really embarrassed, a flush of pink hit her cheeks. At this she just had to see who this gorgeous voice belonged to, she looked up slowly to meet a pair of blue eyes. Probably the most beautiful blue eyes she had ever seen, there was a hint of gold in them making them striking. At this point Helga could feel her face burning, he was gorgeous!

"Are you ok?" He chuckled as he lowered his hand to her, "I think you got the worst of it."

She melted at the sound of his voice, damn where did he come from? "Umm…ye-yeah, I'm good." She finally managed to choke out. Noticing his gesture she grabbed his hand, he pulled her up not breaking eye contact. Helga could see he was built well, his arms flexed a bit as he pulled her to a standing position.

"Cool. I'm Chance." He said, a little smirk making its way across his lips, "you here for the party too?"

Helga finally regained herself, "I'm Helga, and yeah I guess I'm here for the party too."

"You guess?" Chance asked, a little confusion showing on his face.

"Well, ok yeah I'm here for Phoebe's party, I guess what I mean is that I am actually surprised I came."

"Oh? And why is that?" He asked, his head slightly cocked to the side.

"Parties really aren't my thing." She responded, trying her best to keep her cool.

"Oh come on, other than your recent crash and burn, this will be fun." Chance said with a smile. He grabbed her hand again, which made her face go bright red, and practically dragged her up to the front door. At this point Helga was still trying to grasp what had just happened, why is this amazingly handsome guy talking to me? She thought. This guy, she did not recognize him as anyone that hung around with Phoebe or Gerald before she left, so maybe he came after?

He had dark brown hair, it fell to his ears but cut in several layers, his facial features were damn near perfect. His eyes weren't too close together, his nose wasn't too big, and his lips were for lack of a better word, perfect. His face shape overall was, well damn near perfect, he was about a foot taller than her too. Jeeze did this guy have any flaws? she thought to herself.

He rang the doorbell, and looked down at her with a smile, then back at the door. At this point she noticed that he had yet to let her hand go, shit, she could feel her face burning, and it wasn't from the heat.

I hope that was a little better, I promise it will be getting more interesting. Depending on reviews I might make some changes.