ok, i'm sorry that it took so long to update. but work had been crazy and when im not working im either sleep or doing sumthing else. i dont really like this chapter, but i wanted to put sumthing between gerald and arnold in it. u can tell me how much it suxs if u want but trust me i already know. and im sure i didnt use commas when i should have and did use them when i shouldnt.
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Arnold thought about the last few months as he walked with Gerald to the school parking lot. Not much had changed since the summer and the two months that they had been back to school, other than Gerald and Phoebe finally getting together of course. He remember whenever Phoebe was brought up in a conversation, it took everything in him not to sigh and roll his eyes. He couldn't understand why Gerald just didn't go up to her and ask her out. He did with every other girl that he had wanted to date. But all of that had changed that day in the field. Since then, the two had been inseparable and the new cutest couple in school. The only problem Arnold had was that some of the jealous girls started saying very mean things about Phoebe. Not that they did it for to long. It didn't take anyone long to realize that Helga would kill for her friend. When Helga found out that people were saying slanderous things about Phoebe, she had found the girls who were saying it and almost got suspended. Needless to say, no one else dared to say anything about Phoebe.
Another problem that Arnold had was, after realizing that Gerald had no intention of breaking up with Phoebe, they move their intentions from him to Arnold and his other friends. Arnold didn't even want to think about the number of times he had to practically run away from the girls in his school. He had spent a lot of time with Gerald, Phoebe, and Helga in an effort to get away from them. That also led to him spending a lot of time with Helga, since they made sure they weren't third wheeling to the new couple. He had to admit, she had changed a lot since the were little. She didn't insult and threaten people like she used to and he found out that she was a really good person to talk to.
"You there man?" He head Gerald say, bringing him out of his musing. "Yeah, sorry. What did you say?" Rolling his eyes, Gerald said, "I said, Phoebe wants to study tonight, so is there something that you want to do?" Arnold thought about it for a moment, then told his friend, "You can come over and play Halo 3 if you want. I'm not doing anything tonight." After his friend agreed, they started to talk about the school day, which of course had Gerald ready to gush about Phoebe. Cutting him off before he was able to, Arnold asked, "What does Phoebe want to study? It's a Friday." Smiling at the mention of his girlfriend, Gerald said, "Her and Helga had a Physics test to study for. Not that Phoebe needs to study, she's the smartest girl in school," He ignored Arnold's eye roll. "But she wants to help Helga study, so it looks like you're stuck with me tonight."
"You know," Arnold said. "I never really realized how close Phoebe and Helga were until now." Gerald shook his head. "I know. Helga already told me that if I hurt Phoebe, she'd castrate me. And that was after she'd beat me beyond recognition. I guess some things never change." Shaking his head in disagreement, Arnold said, "Helga's changed a lot. Even you have to admit that. She only threatens people when they mess with her or someone she cares about." Giving his friend a look, Gerald said, "So is that why she went off on Stephanie when she practically jumped on you?"
Turning red, Arnold stuttered out his reply. "We're friends. Why wouldn't she?" Getting to his car, Gerald rolled his eye. "You know that's not what I meant. Helga's been crazy about you for years." Before Arnold could reply, Gerald got into his car and closed the door. Sighing in annoyance, Arnold did the same. Gerald couldn't be right. As much as Helga would tease him when they were younger, he was sure that she had most likely hated him more than she had liked him. And before Gerald and Phoebe started dating, they barely spoke to each other. Gerald was wrong about this. "And how would you know? Did Phoebe say something to you about it?" He asked, half wanting to believe what Gerald said, and the other half not wanting to.
"Please. As if she would do that to Helga. Helga would probably kill her. I've known for years. Did you really think that I was joking when I said I knew everything about the neighborhood when we were young?" As Gerald pulled out of the parking lot, Arnold kept up his protests. "Come on Gerald, you remember how much she used to torment me. There's no way that Helga had a crush on me." Shaking his head at Arnold, Gerald was amazed at how clueless he was. She acted the exact same way around Arnold that Phoebe used to act around him before they started dating. Well not the exact same way. She would get either annoyed or intimidated by the other girls, and find a reason to leave. Unless the girl was like Stephanie. Then she would just tell the girl off. And he had a feeling that his friend liked Helga fighting another girl because of him.
"If you say so man. Even if I am wrong, which I'm not, it's obvious that the two of you have something going on." Gerald was able to count to two before his friend exploded. "We do not!" Arnold yelled. Gerald arched a brow at him. "Get real Arnold. Anytime we do something, you want to know if Helga's coming. Or whenever we do something, you two always make up an excuse to leave." "Of course we would leave." Arnold shot back. "If Helga wasn't coming, I'd be stuck being the third wheel. That's why I ask. And we leave so we won't get sick to our stomachs with all the lovey dovey stuff you and Phoebe do."
"Jealous because it isn't you and her?" Gerald asked. But before Arnold could yell again, he said, "What's Helga's favorite color?" Arnold was thrown by the question because Gerald seemed like he genuinely wanted to know. "Lavender. Why?" His friend shrugged his shoulders. "Just wanted to know. I would have figured that it would be pink." Shaking his head, Arnold said, "She told me that it was the only color her parents would buy her for years. She hates the color actually." "Then why is her phone pink?" Gerald asked her confusedly. "She said that it reminded her of when we were younger." Arnold answered.
He wondered why Gerald wanted to know her favorite color out of the blue. Before he could ask where his friend was going with this, Gerald started to talk again. "How is her sister? Last I remember, she couldn't stand her." "That's not true. Not anymore anyway." Arnold said. "They get along and talk all the time. Olga had her baby a month ago, and Helga's always going over to her house to see her. She took me once."
Gerald asked Arnold a few more odd questions about Helga, until he asked, "Why do you want to know so much about Helga? Last time I checked Phoebe was your girlfriend." Gerald was quiet for awhile before he answered. "So you said that when she gets mad, her left eyebrow starts to twitch?" At Arnold's nod, he continued. "She's allergic to strawberry, but it's her favorite flavor for candy. Her mom taught her how to ride a mechanical bull when she was younger, and she had a nightmare once that the Rat King kidnapped her and made her is rat queen, and since she's terrified of rats, anytime she has that dream, she can't go back to sleep."
"Yeah, so?" Arnold asked. Gerald looked at him like he was stupid. "Dude, who knows that about anyone? I don't even know what nightmares keep Phoebe up at night, and I'm dating her. How does she know about the Rat King anyway?" Arnold sighed and rubbed the back of his neck, as they pulled up in front of his house. "Something about dropping her locket down a sewer drain, and met him when she had to go get it." Getting out of the car, Gerald said, "Was it from her grandmother or something? That can be the only reason she would risk being around rats. Remember when we got stuck in the subway? She almost had a nervous break down when she saw one."
Walking up the front stairs of the boarding house, Arnold shrugged his shoulders. "She never said where she got it from, then she changed the subject. It doesn't matter." Setting his stuff down at the door, Gerald looked his friend straight in the eye. "You never answered my question." Rolling his eyes, Arnold said, "What was the question?" Making a sound of exasperation, Gerald said, "You know what the question was. Why and how do you know so much about Helga G. Pataki?"
Arnold just shrugged his shoulder again. "We have been spending a lot of time together. What do you expect? For us to just stare at each other and say nothing all day?" He heard Gerald mumble something as they climbed up the stairs and decided to let it go. He didn't have the energy to argue with Gerald on if Helga liked him or not. When they reached the top, they were met by Arnold's grandfather. "Hey there Short Man." He greeted them "How was school you two?" After talking to the for a while, Phil looked at his watch.
"Usually you two are out with the little girl with the one eye brow and her friend. No date today?" He asked them. At the same time Arnold said, "Her name's Helga." Gerald said, "Her name's Phoebe." Phil stepped back and held up his hands in surrender. "Sorry. I know to call your girlfriends by their names from now on." Arnold protest wasn't far behind. "She isn't my girlfriend." He said angrily. "You could have fooled me Short Man. You two have fun with whatever you kids do nowadays." His grandfather told him.
Before either boy could say anything else, Phil turned and walked down the stairs. Gerald arched a brow at Arnold. "See, I'm not the only one who sees it." Shaking his head, Arnold turned to climb the stairs to his room. Opening his door, he walked to his bed and lay down. "So," He heard Gerald say evenly. "Are you going to tell me what's going on between you and Helga?"
Arnold gave a frustrated groan as he sat up. "There isn't anything going on between me and Helga. We're just friends, that's it. There's no way that she likes or liked me like you said she did when we were younger." Gerald shrugged as he picked a mini basketball from the floor and started to toss it into the air. "If you say so man. I guess you never noticed how dreamy she'd get whenever you used to touch her." Arnold rolled his eyes, as he left his bed and went to his computer desk. Gerald didn't know what he was talking about, not this time. Yes, it was true that he and Helga had gotten closer in the last few months, but he doubted that she had feelings for him other than friendship. He also doubted that she ever did.
"Fine." Gerald sighed as he sat the ball down next to him. "If you don't want to admit that has got a thing for you, then you can at least admit that you have a thing for her." Arnold froze. He didn't have a thing for Helga. Sure he liked spending time with her, and they would flirt from time to time. But he didn't 'have a thing' for Helga as Gerald put it, they were just friends. Gerald was way off his mark with this one. Voicing his opinion to Gerald, he said, "I don't have a thing for Helga, we're just friends. And how would you know if I have a thing for Helga or not? You and Phoebe barely come up for air long enough to catch a breath, so how would you know what me and Helga are doing?"
Throwing the basketball at his friend, Gerald said, "What Phoebe and I do, is our business. Stop trying to change the subject. You know that there's something going on between you and Helga." They argued about it for a few more minutes until Gerald said, "When was the last time you thought about Lila?" Arnold gave his friend a confused look. "What does Lila have to do with this?" "Just answer the question." Gerald said to him.
Thinking that his friend loved to get off the subject, Arnold said, "Uhh…not since summer I think. Why?" Rolling his eyes, Gerald said, "Don't you think that it's strange that you stopped thinking about your elementary school crush when you started to hang out with Helga?"
"So? Lila and I broke up right before school ended last year. Why would I still be thinking about her?" Arnold said.
"Please Arnold." Gerald said dryly. "It's me remember? I know that you've been crazy over Lila since we were young. You were ready to jump for joy when she 'like-liked' you. God that term is so stupid and I still say that she only dated you because you reminded her of Arnie. Anyway, when you two broke up-and the relationship only lasted two months, which wasn't even worth it-you were moping around until we saw Helga and Phoebe in the field. Ever since then, I don't think that you've given Lila a second thought."
"Like you just said, it only lasted two months. Yeah I moped around for awhile, then got over it." Arnold defended. "We just realized that it wasn't working out between the two of us. And hanging out with Helga and Phoebe gave me something else to do, so of course I didn't think about Lila."
"Correction," Gerald said. "Hanging out with Helga made you forget about Lila." Arnold gave up. He couldn't reason with Gerald. His friend would think what he wanted. Regardless of what Gerald thought, Arnold knew that there wasn't anything going on between him and Helga. Alright, Arnold would admit that he thought about kissing Helga a few times, but that was just hormones. Every teenage boy wanted to kiss a cute girl at sometime or another.
That thought brought Arnold up short. He thought Helga was cute? It wasn't that he thought she was ugly, he just never thought about it., not consciously anyway. So he thought that Helga was cute, big deal. That still didn't mean that he liked her. Yes, it was true that he would rather spend time with her than any other girl, but that was because she was so easy to talk to…wasn't it?
Arnold couldn't believe that he was letting what Gerald said get to him. He didn't feel the same way towards Helga the way he had for any other girl that had caught his interest. He always felt the need to impress them, but with Helga, he knew that he didn't have to. Not that he wanted to of course. He was fine with just being himself around her. She'd probably bite his head off if he did try to impress her. Also, with other girls, he was always jumpy and nervous. He wasn't when around Helga. What he felt was…He thought about how he felt and came to the conclusion that he felt contentment when he was around her. That was a surprise to him as much as it would be to anyone else.
Arnold debated with himself for a while longer, but he always came to the same conclusion. With Helga, things were different. He didn't have to put on airs when he was around her. He could be himself around her and she could be herself around him. He sighed as he moved back to his bed to lay down, ignoring Gerald, who was playing a video game. He wouldn't lie to himself, he did like spending time with Helga, and he did think about her in a way that a person didn't think about a friend.
After sighing again, Gerald broke the silence. "If you sigh one more time, I'll throw something at you. What has you so deep in thought that you have to annoy the crap out of me about it?" Not moving from his position on the bed, Arnold answered, "Maybe I do like Helga." Going back to his game, Gerald said, "Told you so. When are you going to ask her out?" Rolling his eyes, Arnold sat up. "I don't even know if she likes me or not. And I'm not like you, I just don't walk up to girls and ask them out on dates."
"Have you been listening to anything I've been saying?" Gerald asked, putting down the game controller. "Helga's crazy about you. That's why she would pick on you so much. You never noticed how she gets upset and always finds a reason to leave when a girl gets around you? And don't let Lila come around, she'll disappear so fast, you won't even be sure if she was ever there."
"I still don't know Gerald." Arnold said. Sighing, Gerald went back to his game. "You're hopeless Arnold." Moving from his bed, Arnold sat down next to Gerald and took the second controller. "So were you when you wouldn't just ask Phoebe out on a date." Gerald gave him a glare. "Even if I was, I'm not anymore and you are. Just ask the girl out on a date. She'll say yes."
"Yeah, and if she doesn't, I'll have you to thank for my black eye." Arnold said, as he started to concentrate on the game. "Anytime man, anytime." His friend told him.
like i said earlier, it suxed. and arnold all of a sudden realizing that he liked helga didnt match up. i no its not really consistent but i wanted to write this before i wrote about him and helga. and im not a boy so i dont really no how they think. and i didnt do much of gerald's pov n this one and the last one b/c honestly, hes the hardest for me to get n character with. but i wanted to put him in there anyway, so i tried.
i'll try to up date n a few days, but i cant make any promises b/c my next day off isnt for another 4 days. so please click the purplish button and tell me what u think. im off 2 go 2 bed b4 work.
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