Wow, sorry about the incredibly long waitbeen busy and un-inspired lately, but I'm trying to get out of that slumpthanx to all those that have reviewed, I really appreciate it and can't wait to read more of your commentsso, here it goes

I don't own Hey Arnold!, the Breakfast Club, or anything else that's already copyrightedstupid law.lol.

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Silence again. Embarrassing silence' Helga thought as she dug her short nails deeper into her palm nervously.

Finallyfinally Phoebe broke the silence once more.

We've been looking everywhere for you two. We don't know when Principal Wartz will be back, we already had to make an excuse for you once Phoebe droned on uneasily.

So, been in the janitor's closet long? Gerald interrupted, grinning from ear to ear.

Helga's blush deepened and Arnold continued to grin like an idiot.

Phoebe gave Gerald a before nudging him in the ribs.

he mouthed back.

Phoebe rolled her eyes as she turned back to the still-blushing couple. Well, whatever you did Helga, I'm proud of youfinally, he must know now!' Phoebe thought to herself as she observed Arnold's lipstick-stained lips and Helga's disheveled hair. Phoebe held in a giggle.

Gerald coughed, Well, back to the library, shall we? he said as he put out his arm to Phoebe and she slowly took it, looking back at Arnold and Helga who were finally pulling themselves up out of the closet.

Arnold held his hand out to Helga,

She graciously accepted and he pulled her up to face level. Looking into his eyes again, she once more suppressed a sigh. He grinned and she laughed softly as they finally got a hold of themselves. They followed Gerald and Phoebe down the hall, who shared a quick smile before turning left to head back to the library.

Wow, who knew?' Gerald thought, sneaking a glance at Arnold who was sneaking a glance at Helga.

I knew it' Phoebe sighed as she sneaked a glance at Helga who had just sneaked a glance at Arnold.

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Clomp clomp clomp

As Rhonda continued to stomp back to the library, one might wonder how such sleek, designer shoes could make such a ruckus.

this is so Rhonda mumbled as she clenched and unclenched her fists, feeling the sharp pain as each finely manicured nail sliced into her palm, I mean, c'monME AND CURLY? That's just madness she said, emphasizing the last word. I could never-WOULD never ever go out with that freak she shrieked to the wall.

She stopped as she came to the library door. She took a deep breath and let it out slowly. Narrowing her eyes, she walked through the door. She avoided looking in his direction as she sat down, nose sticking up. She waitedwasn't he going to say anything? She flipped her hair and waited for him to say somethinganything, she was prepared for whatever comment he threw at hershe was prepared to fight. After not getting a response for 30 seconds, she turned around.

Well, aren't you going to- she started but stopped short as she noticed him at the bottom of the stairsthe stairs that led to the top half of the library. Getting up from her chair she noticed he was laying with his neck at the wrong angle, not moving. She looked up at the balcony next to the stairsthe one that housed the sci-fi/adventure section.

Rhonda gasped, he jumped Eyes wide, she ran to his side, praying he was still breathing.

She sat down next to him, taking off her designer coat and throwing it to the side.

Curly, c'mon Curlyget up! she screamed as she shook him, I'm sorry I was nasty to you, I didn't mean itjust wake up! she continued to scream.

Rhonda, what's the matter? Gerald asked, running through the library door, Phoebe, Arnold, and Helga close behind.

It's Curly tears welled up in her eyes, I think he jumped, I think-

Rhonda looked down and screamed.

Damn, you sure are jumpy Princess, Curly grinned as he pulled himself up into a sitting position, I appreciate your concern though, now that I know your true feelings for me.

Rhonda continued to stare at him wide-eyed. Gerald started to laugh as Phoebe looked down and giggled. Arnold and Helga, finally catching up, looked at each other with confused looks.

Dang, we must of missed a lot of action around here, Helga smirked at Rhonda and than looked at Arnold who still seemed totally confused by what was going on.

They all looked back at Rhonda, Gerald and Phoebe trying to hold in their laughter.

Rhonda looked back at Curly who was still grinning, hands behind his head as he lay down on the stairs. Her eyes suddenly narrowed and she hit him hard on the arm.

he winced as the pain streamed up his arm.

You scared the shit out of me! Rhonda said angrilyalmost hurt.

Well, yeah Curly said uneasily, But you had to see your face, it was great, you totally thought I was dead!

Gerald and Phoebe suddenly stopped their laughter as Principal Wartz came barreling through the door.

What is the meaning of this? Wartz asked angrily, passing between Arnold and Helga who immediately sat down in opposite chairs across from each other. Arnold looked at Wartz and then turned back to Helga, grinning, she grinned back and rolled her eyeshere we go again

What in the world do you think you're doing Mr. Gamelthorpeand Miss Lloyd? Wartz asked as he noticed Rhonda and Curly on the stairs.

Rhonda looked at Curly who gave her a nonchalant look.

Great, she's all pissed off, she's probably gonna turn me in' Curly thought as he continued to look at Rhonda out of the corner of his glasses.

I heard laughter and screaming. Was Mr. Gamelthorpe pulling one of his pranks againbecause I swear that if- Wartz started, pointing a finger at Curly, who stared defiantly back.

No Principal Wartz, Curly fell and I was making sure he was okay, Rhonda lied as she stared straight at Wartz.

Gerald's jaw fell as Phoebe gasped. Wartz looked back at them and they sat down at a desk, turning their full attention to the scene unfolding before them.

Curly looked at Rhonda, mind blown. Is she actually lying for me?' he thought as he looked at her face, full of insincere honesty. (ha, an oxymoron!)

And why, Miss Lloyd, was he up there to begin with? Wartz asked smugly, knowing he'd finally caught them

Curly sighed, Wartz had them this time.

To put a book back. He found a loose book down here and decided the best thing to do was to put the book back in its rightful place. It was a very noble thing to do if you ask me, Rhonda said, sticking her nose up.

Wartz's smile faded as he looked on at Rhonda and Curly. They glanced at each other smiling, knowing they were getting away with it.

Well, just one more question then, Wartz said as he pulled out a compact mirror from his pocket, Why was this in the hallway?

Rhonda gasped as her hand went to her pocket, It must've fallen out when I stormed back here'

Wartz took advantage of her gasp and put the compact mirror right in front of her face. Isn't this yours Miss Lloyd?

Rhonda's face fell as she stared at her name etched neatly across the front of it, she started.

Yup, it is hers, Curly started, causing Rhonda to turn to him in shock, I took it from her and ran down the hall with itshe would've caught me except that she wouldn't go out of the library since we're not supposed to, Curly said matter-of-factly.

Rhonda looked at him in surprise and awe. Curly looked back at her, a warm smile on his face. Wartz noticed none of this.

In the back, Arnold and Helga exchanged a glance, smiling to themselves about the bizarre turn of events.

Well Mr. Gamelthorpesince you've so kindly given yourself up, why don't you come with me, I've had enough of your shenanigans, Wartz said, arms folded.

I'm not turning myself in, I'm just telling what happened, Curly said icily.

Nevertheless, you've admitted to being out of this library which allows me to inflict harsher punishment on you, Wartz said in authority.

Get to use chains and switches now, huh? Curly said amused.

Don't even get me started on you boy, you won't win. Now come with me, I think a little isolation will be good for you.

Yeah, whatever, don't freak Wartz, Curly said nonchalantly.

Wartz turned to him, Don't you dare disrespect me! he almost yelled as he grabbed Curly roughly by the arm and disappeared out the door. Curly yanked his arm out of Wartz's grip but continued to follow him out the door. As soon as he got to the door he turned back and forced a smile at Rhonda, who gave him a pleading look in return.

As soon as the door closed, Rhonda got up from where she was sitting and slowly made her way back to her original seat, staring at the wooden desk.

What a jerk Rhonda said slowly.

Hey, Curly just saved your butt Princess, I can't believe you'd say something ignorant like that, Helga suddenly spoke up from the seat across from Arnold, who nodded in agreement to her response.

I'm not talking about Curly, I meant Wartz, he has no right he knows darn well that Curly was covering for mebut he took him anyway Rhonda said slowly, puzzling it through her mind, Curly covered for me she said again, coming back to that conclusion.

Gerald said, rolling his eyes, Not such a bad guy now is he?

not a bad guy at all, Rhonda muttered as she looked at the door where Curly had been just moments ago.

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Not THAT long of a chapter, but an interesting and moving on chapter none the lessanyway, please tell me what you thinkI'm really having fun with Rhonda/Curly romance here, they're just too cute^)