CHAPTER 3: DIZZYING EMOTIONS

Author's Note: To my reviewers, Yali Page and The J.A.M. a.k.a. Numbuh i, you are both right on the money. At least, now you both are. I had the idea for the thing that Helga forgot to mention was the Cecile incident. However, I forgot about the time she saw Arnold naked. LOL Which will now be included! :D

There it is. The Sunset Arms Boarding House. Arnold was so glad to have reached his humble abode. Even though the sun had gone down, the lights in the house were still lit. Arnold could see his bedroom light on and couldn't wait to reach his room of sanctuary. He stepped up onto to the stoop and opened the door. Dogs, cats, and his pet pig Abner spilled out onto the sidewalk. Ignoring them, Arnold walked inside and began his ascent upstairs. With each step, Helga's words kept pouring into his mind. What else did she leave out? What more could there be? Arnold thought about the girl that both amazed and confused him.

It seemed there was a lot of things that he didn't know about Helga G. Pataki. He had to talk to someone about this. But who could he call? The answer to that question was easy. Gerald. But Arnold wasn't sure if he wanted to call him. Talking about Helga and all her crazy antics might not be something he wanted Gerald to hear, but he had to talk to somebody about this. And even though his mom and dad had returned home from San Lorenzo, he didn't really want to talk about his relationship with Helga. I mean…talk to his parents about Helga G. Pataki? That sentence sounded crazy in itself.

Arnold entered his bedroom and sat down on his cool remote controlled couch. Nervously, he began dialing his phone. The phone began ringing and humming almost in tune to how fast Arnold's heart was beating.

"Hello?" Gerald's voice rang out into Arnold's ear.

"G-G-Gerald."

"Arnold? Is that you?"

Arnold swallowed.

"It's me. Listen, do you think you could come over?"

Gerald was both confused and worried. Arnold had not usually requested that Gerald come over; especially with the crazy boarders. But being a loyal friend, Gerald asked no questions and only responded with:

"Okay, I'm on my way."

Nervously, Arnold exhaled. His heart was beating 90 miles a minute. Was he afraid of this new information Helga had told him? Was he confused? Was he sad? At this point, Arnold didn't really know what he was feeling. What he did know was that his relationship with Helga had gotten a lot more difficult. Pacing around the room had taken its toll on him. He grew dizzy and knew he had to calm down. So, Arnold threw himself onto his bed and looked up at the night sky. It was filled with so many glistening stars that he was sure he could fly up into space and touch every single one of them. He then heard a voice wake him from his daydreams.

"Arnold?"

Arnold raised up from his bed rather quickly thinking it was Gerald…it wasn't. It was…

Miles and Stella. Arnold's face blushed bright red. He was too embarrassed to tell his parents about his relationship troubles. Plus, how would they feel if they knew what their son's girlfriend had done.

"Are you okay," Stella said walking over to him.

"I'm fine Mom. I just-I just had a long day today. That's all," Arnold said still blushing.

Miles took note of the shade of his son's face.

"This wouldn't have anything to do with Helga would it," Miles said half smirking.

"No…No! She…uh…She's-"

Just before Arnold could think of an excuse, there was a knock at his bedroom door.

"Will you excuse me," Arnold said running to the door.

He grabbed the door knob and opened it. There stood Gerald in his number 33 hoodie with one hand on his hip.

"Hey Arnold I-"

That was all Gerald got out because Arnold grabbed onto his arm and pulled him into his bedroom quickly.