Wow, wow, wow, LOVE the reviews I'm getting, hopefully I won't dissapoint all of ya...too much peer pressure...lol. Just a couple more chapters...anyway, on to the story....;^)

And as usual I do not own Hey Arnold! or The Breakfast Club...

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Grinning, Curly tried to push himself up from the ground, brushing off plaster dust from the broken ceiling. He was quickly pushed down again by Rhonda pounding him with her red purse.

she said, emphasizing each word with a blow to Curly's side.

Curly's grin widened, Glad to see you too princess.

Phoebe was clutching her chest and breathing hard as Gerald helped her up, laughing, I gotta admit Curly, you make one helluva entrance!

Farther back, against the balcony railing, Arnold grinned sheepishly as Helga tried to cover her blush.

A little jumpy are we? Arnold asked chuckling.

Oh....shut up, Helga said, giving into the smile forming on her lips.

Helga slowly made her way out of Arnold's lap and stood up, brushing herself off, Arnold followed suit.

I oughta kill you, ya moron, you scared us all half to death! Helga threatened, hands on her hips.

Hey, it's not MY fault that- Curly started but suddenly cocked his head to the side.

What?...Curly what is it? Phoebe asked quietly, finally calming down from the sudden shock.

Shit, Wartz is comin' back, Curly's face suddenly drained of color as he raced down the stairs, trying to find a place to hide. Everyone looked at each other, startled, before following suit.

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He had heard a crash, he was sure of it. Principal Wartz had almost made it down to the teacher's lounge, down to his sanctuary, when he hard the crash. His sudden glee from the triumph he had just had against that good-for-nothing little brat was suddenly cut short as realization set in.

That kid's gonna get it now, I'm not taking anymore of this,' he thought angerly as he hurriedly retraced his steps back to the library.

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What in blazes- Wartz started as he ripped open the library doors to five startled-looking students sitting at the front tables.

Wartz looked around in suprise at the students that were sitting right where he had left them.

Is something the matter Principal Wartz? Phoebe asked confidently.

Ignoring her question, Wartz started, Where is he? I know he's in here!

Who Principal Wartz? Arnold asked innocently as he leaned forward in his chair, hands clasped in front.

You all know damn well who! Where is Mr. Gamelthorpe? Wartz asked angrily, looking around as if Curly would pop right out from no where.

Helga leaned back in her chair, arms crossed in front, Hey, you're the one who just dragged him out of here.

Don't start with- Wartz pointed his finger at Helga angrily but stopped as he realized that they may be telling the truth.

Wartz folded his arms and glared at them all, trying to peer into their minds, What was that noise I heard earlier?

What noise would that be..eeeaaaahhhh! Rhonda started as a hand touched her leg. Her eyes narrowed as she kicked hard under the table.



Everyone's eyes widened as they all turned to each other. Almost at once exaggerated coughs filled the room as they tried to cover up the sound.

Rhonda finished coughing as she nervously smiled at Principal Wartz, That noise, the coughing? Was that the noise you heard?

Wartz glared at her, No, that was not the noise I heard Miss Lloyd, he glanced around at the others as he started to pace back and forth in front of them, I know what you're all up to, he chuckled crazily, You think you can save him, but all you're doing is making it worse, I'll catch him and he'll get thrown out for good. You can only keep him safe for so long, with this Wartz turned around quickly and briskly made his way out the door. He paused outside his office before shaking his head and heading back down to the teacher's lounge.

Gerald was the first to snort laughter as they all cracked up, except for Rhonda who angrily pushed her chair back so Curly could climb out from under her table. Socking him in the arm, she glared at him, You are such a perve! She socked him again but he continued to grin.

Just jokin' around Princess, he said chuckling.

Well you should be grateful that we're saving your good-for-nothin' butt after you almost got us all busted! Helga said, finally getting up from her chair.

Hey, you looked pretty comfortable in Arnold's lap when I fell through, I would think that you wouldn't be complaining, Curly replied.

All eyes turned to Helga whose face turned as red as Rhonda's purse. Frowning, she turned around and headed to the back of the library.

Phoebe, heading over to stand by Gerald, bit her lower lip and glanced at Arnold. Almost at once, all eyes turned to Arnold. Turning his gaze from Helga who was making her way to the far-side corner of the library, Arnold noticed all eyes on him.

He smiled, I know, I'm going.

Gerald and Phoebe shared a secret smile as Arnold headed to the far-corner of the library.

Turning his attention back to Curly, Gerald asked, I just have a few questions for you. How in the heck did you fall from the ceiling and what in the heck happened in Wartz's office?

Curly started, ready to create a fantastic far-out story. He sighed as he realized he was sick of being such a phony, for some reason, these people seemed to want to listen, and Curly seemed to want to actually tell.

Well, let me just start out by saying that I think I pushed Wartz's buttons one-too-many times...

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Small tears blurring her vision, Helga made her way to the back of the library, to her favorite section, the poetry corner.

Why, why, WHY! Why are you crying Helga, why are you being such a baby, so what...why does it matter that you're ACTUALLY showing feelings for someone, why is it such a big deal for someone to know you like them....for others to know that you like someone, WHY!?' She smeared her eyeliner as she carefully tried to wipe away any evidence of emotion. She had just made it to the corner when a hand gently touched her shoulder. Turning around quickly, she lost balance and fell into Arnold's quick-reflexed arms.

He looked down and smiled at her but was quickly pushed away as she turned around and stared at the corner, knowing she had no where else to run to.

Helga, what's the matter, why won't you talk to me? Arnold asked honestly.

Helga snarled as she turned around to face him.

Arnold nodded as she raised her voice.

Answer me a question first, Helga's voice grew cold, Why do you want to talk to me?

Taken aback at the question, Arnold hesitated before starting, Because I like you Helga, why else?

Arnold watched Helga's cold stare waver as his last words sunk in.

After waiting for her to continue, he realized she wasn't, And I thought you liked me too.

She hesitated a moment and then looked him in the eyes,

Why do I like you? Arnold asked confused.

Helga's voice raised suddenly, YES, WHY DO YOU LIKE ME?! pointing a finger to his chest, she yelled into his face, WHY WOULD SOMEONE LIKE YOU, LIKE SOMEONE LIKE ME?!

Arnold looked at her before raising his voice as well, What do you mean someone like me? Why wouldn't I like someone like you!?

Helga continued her outrage, BECAUSE PEOPLE LIKE YOU ONLY FALL FOR STUPID, PREPPY, PERFECT CHEERLEADERS LIKE...Lila, Helga ended her outburst at the last word. Choking down a sob, she put her head in her hands and tried to catch the tears before they became known.

Arnold stared at her in disbelief, She doesn't think she's good enough for me?'

Reaching out to comfort her heaving shoulders, Arnold wrapped his arms around her, feeling her soft hair against his cheek. She tensed at first but then let him hold her.

Helga, why can't you believe that someone has feelings for you? Arnold asked softly.

Helga turned around and laid her head into his chest, Why would you like someone like me? she asked softly.

Because I think you're a beautiful person, Arnold said almost automatically.

For Helga, any shroud of stubborness that had been left suddenly melted away. No one, not even her own family had ever said anything like that to her before.

She hesitated before continuing, No one's ever said that to me before.

Arnold smiled sadly as he brushed her tears away, No one's ever told you that?

Helga shook her head slightly as she looked down, Arnold continued, Not even your parents?

Helga shook her head again.

Arnold thought before he spoke, Is it bad, I mean, at home?

Helga sighed and then slightly nodded her head.

Arnold pulled Helga's chin up so that their eyes met, Well I mean what I said, and if no one else can see in you what I see, I think they're crazy.

Helga's usually dark expression seemed to suddenly lift as she leaned in forward to connect her lips, once more, with the one she loved.

He happily accepted her kiss as pulled her even closer than before,Yup, I can't WAIT till Monday...'

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Okay, this chapter was for all of you who rock with your reviews! I thoroughly enjoy going to my email inbox and seeing it full of comments and reviews, thank you all so much! I hope this chapter lived up to all you're standards, lol. Hopefully, those of you who've seen the actual movie will make the connection between some of the scenes in this chapter. Just as a side note for those who may have forgotten, the last line of this chapter may make more sense if you go back to the beginning of chapter six. Anyway, can't wait to hear what you all have to say, hopefully I'll have another chapter up soon, thanx again for all your reviews! ;^)