One of the boys

I don't want to be one of your guys.-Helga x Arnold

Song Fic this time. This is a very catchy song. Another 'short' fic, hehe.

I saw a spider, I didn't scream

All 14 of them lied down on the middle of Gerald Field, panting with smiles on their faces, baseball bats and gloves near their worn-out bodies. It was almost funny how they made a nearly perfect circle.

All the teens were watching the clouds drift by, some pointed to one specific cloud and shared what he/she thought it looked like. Some would nod while the others would give their own opinion.

It was a beautiful day outside. Blue skies with fluffy white clouds, a summer wind gently breezing through them as elegant as it could be, and the grass was certainly greener before.

"I reckon that looks like Buttercup." Stinky pointed towards a cumulus that had its sides pull out to form some sort of thing. "Don't you agree, Ms. Lila?"

"Well.." The girl said with her lips curled. One brow arched as the other lowered, head tilting as she inspected the cloud. "I guess it does look similar, Stinky. But doesn't Buttercup have her oh so fluffy mane? This cloud-horse does not have it..."

"Hey, who's Buttercup?" Sid asked, glancing at Stinky.

"Maybe Buttercup's a wedding present." Nadine teased, stifling in a giggle.

Sheena and Rhonda giggled with Nadine. Arnold rolled his eyes at their 'humour.' Girls...

"Buttercup's my oh so lovely horse." Lila said sweetly. "She's a real sweetheart."

"You have a horse?!" Rhonda gasped with jealousy. As soon as she gets home, she will ask her daddy for a pony. And she won't take 'no' as an answer.

"Well, yeah." The redhead shrugged, propping herself up with an elbow. "I mean, Buttercup stays in the farm with the other horses. Stinky has some as well."

"That's so cool!" Harold joined in with enthusiasm. "I want a horse, Stinky!"

"Yea, me too!" Sid said with a wide grin. "I'm your best-friend, Stinky. Why haven't I heard about this?"

"Well, gosh Sid." Stinky said sheepishly as he rubbed the back of his neck,flattered by the 'best-friend' comment. "You never did ask."

"Because you never brought it up..." Sid sighed.

"I suppose you can have one." Stinky said as he looked around his peers. "Heck, I suppose there's enough horses in the ranch for everybody! Hey Arnold, what name do you want for yours?"

"Nah, that's okay, Stinky. I don't want a horse." Arnold said with a care free half-smile, half-smirk. "My Grandma has a lot of pets in the boarding house. Besides, I have Abner."

"I'll pass on that too, Stinky." Gerald commented. "I mean, Jamie finds out I have a horse, she'll keep whining on wanting to have one. Also, I don't think I can take care of it."

Arnold glanced at Gerald .The boy shrugged and sighed as a response, keeping his fingers almost-touching with Phoebe's.

"Well, okay. If you insist." Stinky shrugged as he rolled over to lie on his stomach. "What about you, Eugene?"

"Well, gee. I don't really know..." The ginger boy laughed. "Well, I guess McKers is a good name for a horse."

"Well, I want mine to be named Jewel." Rhonda said, speaking up with her forced 'rich-people' accent. (The one where she emphasis on words). "I want her to be the most beautiful horse, okay Stinky? And-eeeww!"

The girl shrieked as she saw a black hairy spider crawl up the wooden bat. Her action made most of the girls to stand up and backed away for a few steps to get away from the hideous creature. The boys circled around the spider as they attempted to find it's web so they can dangle the creature by it.

Girls like Helga and Phoebe didn't move from their spot, not really caring since they weren't afraid of such reptile. The Pataki's irritation was fed by the screams, shrieks and the loud unnecessary comments her peers were making.

Standing up from her position, she took long strides to the victimised bat and casually flicked the spider off the wood and into the green grass. Shrugging as she had finished her business, she went back and laid next to Phoebe. (Her index finger was currently intertwined with Gerald's index fingers, visible red tints were on their cheeks).

Cause I can belch the alphabet just double dog dare me.

After the 'spider' incident, they all bought Yahoo! Sodas and crisps to replenish their hunger. The boys were burping while saying the alphabet while the girls were talking

about what they'll do in this summer vacation.

Rhonda was bragging about her family going to Hawaii at Monday, then to France. Lila said she was visiting her family back home at the country side, Phoebe visiting her Father's family at Japan, Sheena and Nadine had family plans. And Helga? Well, she was forced to go visit Olga at Alaska and spend her whole summer vacation there.

"Well, it seems like we're all going somewhere this summer!" Rhonda smiled, clasping her hands together. "I'll make sure I'll bring you all souvenir. Even them..." She said, looking over where the boys where and scoffing at what they were doing. Barbarians.. She muttered to herself.

"I wonder what they're going to do for summer." Sheena said while drinking her soda.

"Probably nothing." Nadine answered for her. "I mean, they'll just probably play ball."

"That seems accurate." Phoebe nodded.

Harold walked over to the girl-group as he burped the alphabet but only lasting to 'K'. All of the girls except Phoebe and Helga cried in unison 'Eeew!'. The boy only laughed at them, saying that they were 'chickens' or something.

The Pataki scoffed as her lone brow rose. "Is that all you can do, pink boy?" She asked rather arrogantly.

"Well, yeah. It's my best one yet.." He admitted, but changing tones as he noticed the arrogant smirk. "What's it to you?!"

"Well, I bet I can do better than you." Helga smirked, chuckling to herself.

"Oh, yeah? Prove it, Hel-guh!"

Oh that comment made her snap. "Pheebs, grab me another bottle."

"Grabbing!" The girl squeaked happily, handing Helga a refreshingly cold bottle of Yahoo! Soda.

Soon enough, the kids gathered around them. Good, now to kick fat-boy's ass. Smirking, she drank the whole bottle in one go and waited for the burps to come in.

And a second passed, they did.

She managed to burp a flawlessly 'A to T', but staggering in the 'U and Z'. As she finished, the boys were amazed and the girls were disgusted. (But they had to admit, it was pretty amazing.) They all clapped for her as she bowed with a smirk instead of a smile.

"Helga, that was amazing!" Sid commented, clapping.

Well, I'm an amazing person, Long-nose.

"Hah, it was nothing."

and I chose guitar over ballet

After their round of Yahoo! Sodas and junk food, they all returned to Gerald Field to chill.

"What did you guys choose for Mr Simmons 'after-school activities'?" Eugene asked, helping Sheena make a flower braid out of daisies and grass.

"Ballet." Rhonda smiled.

"Ballet." Phoebe said.

"Ballet!" Sheena nodded.

"Ballet." Nadine finished, lying on her back as she watched more clouds drift by.

"Er.. How about you guys?" Eugene asked.

"I obviously chose guitar." Stinky said.

"Me too. I mean, you can't see me doing ballet, can you?" Sid sighed as he continued throwing the ball to Stinky.

"Guitar for me." Gerald said. "And I'm with Sid."

"Well, there are make ballet dancers, you know." Arnold commented. "But I chose guitar."

"I didn't choose anything!" Harold blurted out as he laughed by himself.

"I'm guessing I'm the only guy that chose Ballet, then." Eugene sighed as his head dropped with embarrassment.

"I beg the differ! I'm with you, Eugene!" Curly pointed out. "That way, I can be wth my pretty princess forever, haha!"

"Ew Curly! You are so creepy!" Rhonda sighed as she sat next to Nadine, braiding her best friend's hair. "I don't want you near me. Don't even think about being my dance partner because that's NOT going to happen!"

"Princess if you keep talking like that, you're giving him ideas." Helga said, flicking a rubber band straight at Arnold's head. (Arnold ignored her as he gave the band back to her and told her to 'stop it'. She ignored him)

"Hm, I suppose you're just talking like that since you know no-one would dance with you, Helga?" Rhonda taunted.

"What are you talking about? I'm not dancing with anybody!" The Pataki snapped at her. "Why would you think I'll choose ballet?! You expect Helga G Pataki to be prancing around with a pink tutu, performing 'Swan Lake'?!"

And silence.

She did have a point there.

And I'd take these suckers down 'cause they just get in my way

The silence broke as Harold laughed at her decision.

"Haha, you chose a boy thing!" He laughed, pointing at her. "Hel-guh's a booy!"

It only took a second for her to snap. Standing up, she faced him with her fist clench and the other hand has a deadly grip on his collar.

"News flash for you, pink-boy!" She laughed, getting ready to pound him. "Ole Betsy's back in business!"

The way you look at me is kind of like a little sister

Night was closing in as all of them said their 'Goodbyes' and 'Have a good Summers.' Helga was about to walk to her street but a tap on her shoulder made her stop on her tracks. Turning around, she saw her beloved football-head, a small smile on her face.

"Hey, Helga." He said.

"Hey, football-head." She said in return, folding her arms under her chest. "What's up?"

"Just asking if I can walk you home." The blonde said with a shrug. "I mean, you go left, right?"

"Yea..."

"So... can I?" He asked sheepishly, shoving his hands on his pocket.

"Y-You want to..? I-I mean you don't have t-to!" She fumbled. Clearing her throat, she remembered that she have to keep the 'bully' act. "If you want to. But you don't have to, Arnoldo."

He laughed, being as dense as he is, he didn't notice the light red colour on her cheeks. "You know, I'm wondering where you think up of those nicknames." Starting to walk, he looked over her. "Come on then."

"Yes, yes coming!" Helga said, walking beside him. "Sheesh..."

Their walk was particularly quiet since the girl had too much thoughts in her mind. "So... why do you always do these things, Arnoldo?" She asked, her eyes glued to the footpath.

"I don't know." He confessed with a shrug.

"That's not an answer." She said.

"Because you're like my sister?" His answer completely shocked her both inside and out. A sister...?

"I'm like a sister?" She asked, containing the surprise bubbling inside her.

"Well, yeah. I mean you're all mean then at times, you just suddenly go nice." Arnold said, stopping at the steps of her house. "And you're always there for me, you know?"

Taking some steps, she stopped in front of her door, the knob on her hand. "I'm starting to." Helga muttered. "Well, night football-head."

"You too, Helga." Arnold smiled. "Have a great Summer Vacation."

And I find your goodbyes leaves me nothing but blisters

A Sister?! That's all she was for him?! Gosh she didn't expect to find herself in the 'Sister-zone'! Ooh, she can feel her hands pulling her hair out. Her jaw hurts since it had been clenched for quite a long time. The blisters on her knees was starting to hurt slightly.

All that work of being 'nice' and she was just a sister to him?!

The girl let out an irritated groan as she threw her diary on the other side of the room. God, what a mood wrecker.

"You better pack, little lady!" Her dad shouted. "Olga's waiting for you!"

And she just had to be reminded of Miss Perfect.

"I'm packing, Bob! Sheesh!"

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