Hey guys! This is going to be my last chapter for a while unless I get a bunch of reviews! Because I don't really see the need to pay for internet if my story isn't even being read :'( Mwuahahahahahahah guilt trip guilt trip guilt trip! :)

So I got caught in another flood, I LOVE the rain! And I am now on my way to Alabama, then Louisiana, then Georgia, then Florida! Woop! Yay me! I get to lay on the beach all day and tan my ghostly white complexion. I'm so excited! Here we are guys! Chapter 7!

Disclaimer: I still don't own Hey Arnold… Yeah, what a shame…

Chapter 7: Gloomy Sunday

Arnold awoke to the sound of his alarm calling his name; he sat up in his bed and rubbed his eyes. He was feeling extra groggy this morning, maybe it was because of the weather. The sound of pouring rain tap, tap, tapping at his window was soothing and he just wanted to go back to sleep for a million years. However it was time for him to get ready for school. He never really liked when it rained like this, he was more of a sunny skies type of boy and his mood often reflected off the weather. Groaning to himself dramatically, the young man reluctantly dragged himself out of bed and stumbled down the stairs. He was half asleep and grumpy. He found the bathroom and growled lowly when the door wouldn't open. He could hear the sound of Oskar singing loudly from the other side "Mr. Kokoshka, will you be out any time soon? I need to get ready for school" he called loudly and banged on the door. "Eh, no, Arnold I'm going to be a while! Eh heh heh heh!" he called back selfishly. Arnold sighed heavily and turned to walk into the kitchen, he was annoyed and could tell today was going to be awful.

"Morning grandpa…." He said as he sluggishly entered into the kitchen where grandpa Phil was reading the morning paper. "Morning, shortman you look like you got hit by a train" his grandpa said not looking up from his newspaper. Arnold sat down beside him and face planted right on to the table "I feel like I got hit by a train" he mumbled as grandpa slid a cup of coffee over in his direction. "Well, drink up shortman, you gotta be awake for school today" Arnold grabbed the cup of coffee and downed it as fast as he could. "Is that no good Kokoshka still in the dang shower?" Grandpa asked, annoyed with this particular boarder. Arnold nodded, groaning, waiting till the bathroom was free. They really did need to get another bathroom… "Welp, I have a date with a fresh bowl of chili. Be careful today, Arnold… They're expecting a flash flood" he said and grabbed a bowl from the fridge, heading out of the kitchen. "Great" Arnold mumbled to himself and found his way back to the bathroom, where Oskar was just coming out. "It's all yours, Arnold good luck" he said and walked into his room. Arnold rolled his eyes and walked into the bathroom.

He stepped into the shower and turned the water on, the freezing droplets hit his skin like a thousand tiny needles and Arnold gasped loudly. "Mr. Kokoshka!" he yelped, stupid man! Using up all the hot water! This was definitely not Arnold's morning. He showered as quickly as possible, the freezing cold water helping to wake him up. He stepped out of the shower and wrapped a towel around his waist. He glanced down at the watch around his wrist; he was not on schedule and knew he was going to miss the bus for sure. He rushed up to his room and threw on a pair of black jeans and a tight, white, V-neck t-shirt. He threw on a pair of black and white converse and grabbed an umbrella, along with a baggy black jacket. He made his way downstairs, running out the boarding house in a hurry.

"No one mourns the wicked! No one cries they're dead and gone!" Helga sang to herself as she washed her body. She loved the rain, every time the clouds threatened to burst open you would always find Helga in a chipper mood. She finished up with her shower and walked into her bedroom, making her way towards the closet. She flipped through her clothes before deciding on a black tank-top with a heartagram logo and the words H.I.M written in big pink letters. She pulled on a pair of navy blue skinny jeans and pink and black converse. She didn't have time to blow dry her hair so she just tied it back into a loose ponytail. She didn't have time to put on makeup either, but she had a natural beauty that didn't need to be tainted with makeup anyway. She stared at herself in the mirror for a moment before shrugging at her image and running out the door. She too had missed the bus, and the thought of bringing an umbrella had completely slipped her mind. She didn't have time to go back and get one so she would just have to get to school that much faster. About less than half way there she had realized how cold it was, and she had forgotten her jacket. "Criminey It's freezing!" she exclaimed to herself, folding her arms over her chest to try and keep warm.

She sprinted around the corner of 49th street and SMACK, she found herself on the ground, her butt landing right in a puddle. "Great!" she yelped, looking up to a hand in her face. She took it and stood up, by now she was completely drenched. "Thanks a lot football head! Look at me! I'm completely soaked!" she yelled. Arnold was not in the mood to deal with her this morning. "Maybe you should've brought an umbrella then" He said plainly "And where is your jacket, Helga?" Arnold asked a little concerned. "I forgot it" she said, her teeth chattering slightly. He shook his head and sighed, putting his umbrella over her head and removing his jacket "Take mine." He said and placed it over her shoulders. She smiled gratefully and pulled it closed, snuggling deep within the warmth of the jacket. She inhaled deeply, sighing dreamily, it smelled like his deodorant and body spray. It was intoxicating. "Thanks, Arnold" she said as they began to walk. "No problem, Helga" he said softly, not in his usual chipper mood.

"You okay, football head?" she asked and looked over at him. He nodded "yeah, I just get a little depressed when it rains…" he said softly, watching his feet as they walked. Helga was saddened by his words and promised herself she would do anything in her power to brighten his mood this day. It would be her daily mission. She couldn't stand to see her beloved down in the dumps. 'Whatever you do, don't be mean to him, Helga…' she thought to herself as she walked. When they made it to school she gave him back his sweater and they parted ways. Helga walked to her first period class and took her spot on the riser, watching as Phoebe ran in, a look of excitement plastered across her face. She practically tackled Helga off the top riser "Criminey, Phoebe! Where's the fire!" Helga exclaimed, holding her best friend in her arms. "Oh, Helga! I'm so happy!" Phoebe yelped with glee. Helga blinked a few times, waiting for an explanation "Well?" she pushed, staring down at her best friend. "Gerald asked me out!" she giggled, jumping for joy! Helga tried to act excited, but she had already known it was going to happen; it was all a matter of when. "Bout time, Pheebs! When did he propose?" she teased. Phoebe blushed and smiled "This morning, on the bus!" she squealed. Helga pursed her eyebrows together "Doesn't seem very… romantic if you ask me" she said matter of factly. Phoebe's excitement turned a little sad at her friends words "It was, actually… Some nasty sophomore was trying to get fresh with me and Gerald pretty much pulverized him before asking me to be his girl" she blushed deeply. Helga smiled warmly and patted her on the head as the bell rang and the teacher strolled in.

"Good morning everyone!" he said and began his lesson for the day.

Arnold sat at his desk, twirling a pencil between his fingers, he was trying his hardest not to let the weather get the best of him but he was unsuccessful. Gerald who was sitting beside him watched his friend for a few long moments before speaking "So my man, I got myself a new girl" He couldn't wait any longer to spill the good news. Arnold didn't look up from his pencil and gave a small sigh, trying to be happy for his best friend "That's great, Gerald" he said in a monotone voice. Gerald raised his eyebrow "You could at least pretend to be happy for me, man" he said a little discouraged. Arnold looked up to meet his friend's disgruntled gaze "Sorry, Gerald… I really am happy for you it's just not a good day for me" he said a little sadly. "You… are having a bad day, man? I thought I'd never live to see the day… The world must be coming to an end" Gerald said sympathetically. Arnold just nodded and looked back down at his pencil, twirling it once more. Gerald opened up his notebook and began to write in it, it was probably best if he just let Arnold be.

Students poured into the classroom, chatting about their weekend plans and so on. A raven haired girl took her seat behind Arnold, tapping his shoulder lightly. Arnold turned to look into the very black eyes of Rhonda "Hey, Rhonda" he said, that same monotone voice. "I just wanted to tell you I had a lot of fun the other day… We should totally do it again sometime" she said and gave a small wink. Arnold was too under the weather to blush, or grow nervous "Sure, sounds good…" He said, only telling her what she wanted to hear. She smiled and ran her fingers through his hair "I was wondering if you'd like to have lunch with me today…." She asked leaning closer to him. He shook his head. He really didn't want to be in the company of Ms. Prissy rich girl on such a depressing day. He really just wanted to crawl into a hole and sleep forever "I don't think I can, I have other plans…." He lied through his teeth. He figured if she could lie to absolutely everyone all the time, it wouldn't be too bad to give her a taste of her own medicine. She just let out a loud humph and turned her nose up, not looking at him for the rest of the class.

The first few classes were a drag, and Arnold found himself sitting at a lunch table by himself, his forehead planted firmly on the table, not moving for a second. "Hey football- I mean… Arnold…" He heard a voice and raised his head to meet Helga's blue orbs "Hey, Helga" he said and dropped his head back down onto the table "Can I sit here?" she asked placing her tray onto the table he just nodded and she sat down. "Yeesh, football head, you look worse than an elephants butt…" she said nicely, yet a hint of humor in her voice, trying to lift his spirits.

"Thanks, Helga" was all he could manage. She sighed and placed her hand on his shoulder, this caused his head to snap back up and meet her blue eyes. "Oh come on football head, the weather can't be that bad!" she said and ruffled his hair. He gave her a small crooked smile and she laughed "There's that goofy smile, I was wondering if I'd ever see it again" she said and pushed her tray in front of him. "Eat up, you need the carbs… Good for energy" she said with a grin, but he politely declined. Why was she being so nice to him? She was always sort of bitter towards him; he wasn't sure if he could handle her emotional roller coaster right now, but for some reason she was really the only person who could lift his spirit right now.

"Where are Phoebe and Gerald?" Arnold asked, looking around the cafeteria. Helga snickered a little to herself "I dunno, they decided to ditch me to go play doctor somewhere" she shrugged. Her comment caused Arnold's cheeks to flush and he chuckled slightly. His smile and his laugh caused her heart to flutter. 'Oh… My love….' Was all she could think. Helga was a little upset that Phoebe and Gerald were always together, however this meant she would be left alone with Arnold more often, biding her all the more time to try and work her magic.

All she had to do was make sure that Lila and Rhonda didn't get in her way… She had seen the way they looked at him, and it filled her with a burning rage. She knew Rhonda only wanted to get with him because he would help her out with her social status, not that she needed the help. And she knew Lila only liked him because… Well because he reminded her of his 'ever so' interesting and funny cousin, Arnie. After he had dumped Lila way back in junior year, she never had really moved on, and now Arnold was back and they had become almost identical to each other. Aside from the fact that Arnie was extremely dull and boring…. Helga really couldn't see what little Ms. Perfect saw in him… But Arnold was Helga's man… And she would make sure no other girl would come between them. Especially not after Joanna.

Helga and Arnold sat through lunch, she was doing everything in her power to make him smile, and for the most part it was working. "So football head, I figured maybe we could work on some more of that dance after school?" Helga asked, hoping to god he would say yes. Arnold was a little taken aback at her question; she had never asked him to hang out before "Oh…. Sorry, Helga… But I made plans with Lila tonight… I hope you understand…" he rubbed the back of his neck nervously, waiting for her outburst. Helga's deep blue eyes turned red with fury, she was about to stand up and push his stupid football head right into her tray of food. However, she remembered what a depressed mood he had been in all day and with all the will power she may have had forced herself to just look away. She was hurt at the fact he was going on a date with the girl he 'like liked' since the fourth grade, and now she was returning his feelings. Even if they were false. She choked back poisonous words and instead nodded "Maybe another day…" she said almost sadly and stood up, just then the bell rang and they walked side by side to their next class.

"Good afternoon ladies and germs!" a flamboyant voice that was Mr. Harvey skipped through the door happily. Just like Helga, he loved this weather and the dreary, bleak days inspired his assignments. "Today we're going to work on a little something called pantomime! Isn't that exciting!" he screeched as he wrote the word on the board. "And for those of you who don't know what it is, well you're about to find out!" The class stared at him confused, more than half of them not knowing what in the heck he was talking about. Helga smirked to herself; this was going to be an easy A for her. "I'm going to pick two students each, give you a scenario, and you go from there… You come up with a scene, and act it out! Simple as that!" he said with a huge grin. "You'll have today and tomorrow to work on your scene, but remember it is pantomime, so don't rehearse too much! You will all perform on Monday" he said and assigned the groups.

Phoebe was paired with Gerald, which made them happy. Harold was paired with Rhonda, Cid was paired with Sheena, Lila with Stinky, and Arnold with Helga. Along with a few other students paired up with each other. Mr. Harvey assigned their scenarios and let them begin rehearsal. "Alright, Helga… I've never done this before so you're going to have to help me… a lot…" Arnold said nervously as Helga laughed "This is easy, trust me" she said, deeply excited that she got to act this scene out with her beloved. It gave her a chance to be close to him, and tell him how much she loved him without actually 'meaning' it. "All you got to do is pretend that you're dying, say a few mushy things to each other and that's it! We just have to make it believable!" she said with a smile. He nodded and got down onto the floor, Helga leaning over him with a sad look on her face. "I'll start and you just go off of me, okay?" she said and squeezed his hand. He nodded in agreement and closed his eyes, pretending he was lying on a hospital bed. Helga forced a tear out of her eye and with her free hand caressed his cheek. It was so smooth and warm, her heart melted.

"My love… please don't leave me now… I can't go on living without you… A life without you is a meaningless effort… I would die before I let you slip away!" she cried and flung herself across his chest. His eyes slowly opened, and his hands drifted up her back, finding her soft blonde hair, he stroked it softly. He couldn't help but to breathe in the scent of her shampoo, watermelon… Oh was her smell intoxicating… He quickly snapped out of his thought and back to their scene. "My angel…" he muttered, trying to sound as sick as possible. She snapped her head back up, tears in her eyes. Wow, she was really convincing! They were sure to get an A on their assignment so long as he didn't screw it all up. "Oh, Darling! You're awake!" she exclaimed and cupped both his cheeks with her hands, gazing deeply into his emerald orbs. He couldn't help but to blush, his hands finding the back of hers, caressing them softly. "My angel, why do you weep?" he asked with a weak smile. She leaned up, her gaze never leaving his. "Because I can not bear to think of a life without you!" she cried. "You must be strong…. Um… Uh… Betty! Think of the children!" he coughed violently.

Helga paused a moment, wiping away her fake tears "Betty…?" she asked, trying to hold back laughter. Arnold blushed "Sorry, it's all I could think of!" he said defensively. "Whatever, Arnold-o" she laughed and got back into character, forcing out more tears.

"Oh, Robert! If you die then I must die too!" she said dramatically, falling back over him, crying hysterically. "You must be strong, Betty! If not for me, then for the kids!" he coughed again before bursting out into a fit of laughter.

Helga sat back up and glared at him "Oh, come on football head! You want to get a passing grade don't you?" she barked and he sat up, still laughing. He shook his head and smiled "I'm sure we'll do just fine, Betty" he teased. Helga smiled a little and in that moment the loud roaring of thunder filled the room and the lights went black. The squeals of students filled the air and everyone stopped working on their assignments, trying to scramble back to their desks.

"Alright, everyone! Calm down! Its just a little power surge, the lights should be coming back on any minute now" Mr. Harvey's voice could be heard from the darkness. Arnold stood up, hands fumbling around to search for Helga to help her up. He heard a loud "EEEP!" when he grabbed her, noticing it wasn't her hand but a soft mass beneath his fingers covered in fabric. He blushed deeply before jerking his hand away "Sorry!" he exclaimed, moving his hand to find hers, he gently pulled her up. "Sure, football head! Like you didn't mean to grope me!" she cried angrily, her face was such a bright shade of red it almost illuminated the darkened room. "I didn't mean to, Helga! I'm sorry!" Arnold defended himself, embarrassed that he had just grabbed her round mounds. They found their way back to their desk, bumping into a few things on the way. Helga dug inside her purse, pulling out a small flashlight. She shined it in Arnolds face and he blocked the light with his hand.

It had been what seemed like hours, and the power still hadn't come back on. Helga was growing impatient, and Mr. Harvey had left a few moments earlier to try and find out what was going on from a teacher down the hall. Helga growled to herself, frustrated and bored from sitting and waiting in the dark. She stood up and walked towards the door, Phoebe, Gerald and Arnold got up and followed her "Where are you going Helga?" Phoebe asked frantic "To find out what the heck is going on!" Helga snapped and opened the door. "I must implore you to stay, Helga… Mr. Harvey hasn't come back and I'm sure it's against the rules for you to leave the room" Phoebe tried to reason. "He never said not to leave" Helga retorted and began to walk out of the room before Arnold stopped her. "Wait, I'll go with you" he said plainly. Helga nodded "Suit yourself" she said and they walked out of the room.

"Where is it we're going?" Arnold asked as they walked down the hall. Helga flashed the light in his eyes, blinding him for a moment "Stop doing that, Helga!" he growled, she just laughed and shined the light forward "There's a power box in the basement, I'm sure if I could just get to it I can figure out how to turn the power back on" she said with a smirk. Arnold shook his head "That's a stupid idea…" he said bluntly, and she scoffed "Well if its such a stupid idea, Arnold-o then why don't you go back to the room and leave me alone?" she replied and rolled her eyes. He shook his head "Because… Because… Well I don't know, I guess I just feel like coming along" he said, not really knowing why he was with her in the first place "That's a stupid reason but okay" she said and they kept walking.

After minutes of walking they found their way to a door with a sign that read 'basement, school staff only' Helga smirked to herself and tried opening it. "It's locked…" Arnold said, she rolled her eyes and pulled a bobby pin out of her hair. "Not for long" she said bending it straight and sticking it into the key hole. After a few moments of giggling it, the door swung open and she smiled over at him slyly "Ladies first, football head" she motioned. He grumbled and began down the dark stairway. About halfway down the stairs a gust of wind blew the door shut and they both twisted their heads to look behind them. Helga ran back up the stairs and giggled the handle "Great! It's locked!" she yelped. Arnold met her up at the top and tried the door as well "Good going, Helga!" he said grumpily and rammed his shoulder into the door, trying to force it open. "Shut up, Arnold-o! it's not my fault the door slammed shut!" she said, turning to jog down the stairs. She shined her flashlight around the room; looking for the box to the power, when she found it she opened it and flipped the switch up and down. "No use, the power is completely dead…" she mumbled. Arnold groaned again "Great!" he growled, fumbling around in his pockets. "What?" she asked, watching him curiously "I left my phone in the classroom! Helga, let me see your phone" he said holding his hand out to her. She reached into her pockets before sighing angrily "I think it's in my purse…."

"Great, where's your purse…?"

"In Mr. Harvey's class…"

The two teenagers looked at each other, both upset; they were trapped in a dark basement with no way of calling anyone to tell them where they were…. The only way they would be able to get out was if the janitor decided he needed to go into the basement for some reason. Little did they know, the Janitor was out sick for the day…

Uh oh! Arnold and Helga are trapped in the basement in the middle of a thunderstorm! I bet you all wanna know what's gunna happen with our star crossed lovers doncha?

Well, I'll tell you whats gunna happen!

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