…Chapter 9…
Taking me hours trying to arrange a meeting with Curly, and it's really getting me irritated. Sure our deal is still in effect, but I need him to do something for me. Since I made him scared enough to stay away from Rhonda, I am willing to bend a rule for the sake of Arnold. I am pretty sure of my theory of why Lindsay would want to use Arnold, but that is something that must not happen.
"Hurry up Curly, we are losing daylight."
"Hey, miss me?"
"Where have you been?"
"I had to sneak out of ballet class just to have this meeting so I can see my sweet Rhonda."
"Yeah, I can pull some strings if you do me a favor in return."
"What kind of strings?"
Ugh, since he put up those zipping cameras so he can video tape Rhonda throughout her day, he has toned down his crazy, but still crazy.
"I can try to get you to work at ONE of Rhonda's party as a servant around homecoming, and you just serve food, do as she says, and watch her secretly. If you can video tape Arnold and let me know when Lindsay makes her move."
"Tempting offer. Lindsay has a way with people groveling at her feet. You're doing this for Arnold? Hmm, plans, arrangement, surprise; Rhonda's homecoming party for watching Arnold? You got yourself a deal."
"Up until then, you stay where you are, got it?!"
"No problem, now daddy needs to start fixing his cameras."
I walk away, "Creepy."
Now that is out of the way, but I am still missing one thing. I know Fuzzy Slippers can get small info that's not common knowledge, but I need someone who can fully investigate Lindsay and her family.
It has been weeks since that last encounter, Crimeny. What is she planning?
On my way to class I bump into none other than Arnold. Boy does that bring back memories.
"Oh, hey."
"Hey, where are you going?"
"I was heading to class, you?"
"Looking for you, Mr. Sunshine is giving us a free time in class, so do you want to go get something to snack on?"
"Why not, let's go." We left school grounds holding hands.
"What about Serena?"
"Lila is showing her around."
"So, she's covered, that's good."
"Something on your mind, Helga?"
"Just that, I have been trying to dig dirt on Lindsay and almost everything you can find on the internet is classified or missing. All I find is small history synopsis and a 'Vote for St. Clair' propaganda. Do you know anyone that can help?"
"None of the borders have that experience, but I am not sure of Mr. Smith though. He is very private when it comes to his personal life."
"Thanks for trying though." Thank for the idea.
"Don't worry; if or when she pounces, I know you can take her."
"Yeah, with my jujitsu and secret kung-Fu training; I'm surprised that hasn't found my weakness."
"Besides me, what other weakness you have?"
Contemplating; I should tell him, "Oh, a message from Miriam. Sure I will pick up milk from the store. See you after school. Bye."
Text: I am ALLERGIC to strawberries. Send to Arnold
Beep beep beep. He received my text.
"You got a text, too. From Who?"
"Mom" as he winked to me. "Yes, mom, Serena likes my friends."
Arnold's Text: Right, so no kissing since I had strawberry waffles. Send to Helga.
I looked at my phone, and just laughed. Bell rang, and next class is about to start.
…Lunch…
"You know Helga, that cd you gave me is pretty sweet. Who sang this?"
"I don't know her name, actually."
"Dang, if you meet her again, could I get an autograph, just in case she becomes famous?"
"I can try, she is very shy but she loves to sing though."
"What are you two talking about?" asked Rhonda.
"This brand new singer that just made this cd and no one knows about except for Helga and me."
"Helga knows a celebrity?"
"She's not a Celebrity, not yet anyways."
"Well, maybe she can sing for us at Homecoming, I am on the planning and decoration and would love to have new talent to show up. Up for some Tunes Gerald?"
"You know I be there with my beats, rocking down, and playing up my jams."
"Great, we got to save some time for this mystery singer too, if Helga can get her for us."
"Can't make any promises."
"Alright, see you guys in 2 months."
We talked until it was time for us to get on our way to our next classes.
"Oh, I forgot something. Serena, you can make it to class by yourself, right?"
With my new walking stick, yeah. I'll see you in class, Helga.
I walked to my locker and grabbed my class journal. I was walking to my next class when I saw something down the hall. Serena can't see Lindsay who is leaning against her locker with her mean group. Then I saw her put out her foot and tripped Serena.
"Look what you done! You ruined my brand new Jimmy Choo's boots! Now, what do you have to say for yourself?"
She stayed silent on the floor trying to grab her journals and pens.
"You can't even say 'I'm Sorry' can you?"
She walked around and picked up the walking stick.
"I guess you really are blind for having this with you." Snap. "Oops, it broke itself."
"LINDSAY STOP! Stop picking on people, and more importantly stop hurting my friends."
"It's her fault she scuffed up my boot."
"Your face has more to worry about than your boot."
"What are you going to do about that, Helga?"
I shook my fists at her; breathe Helga, control this anger.
"Nothing, you can't do a thing. I don't know what Arnold sees in you."
"Like you're anything better."
"I do know that most guys would love to have a REAL woman."
"Funny, you don't look like a woman. I am even surprised that you're not pregnant yet."
"He will be mine. He will leave you for-"
I hit her locker with my left fist and it bent inward, nearly breaking it. I sneered up a with a small smile on my face, I saw a look of shock in those big painted eyes.
"That, Princess is only half my strength. I'm gonna leave you here to deal with damage control because I think I broke your mirrors" I said while shaking the pain from my hand.
I picked up Serena and started leaving, not while I said "School policy says that I can only be detention for a week for damaging school property. Luckily, it's in-school detention. I hope I don't see you around me or my friend's princess, and especially stay away from Arnold. We got to class, and right away I get a text from Curly saying that he is going to post that video online. Round 1 goes to me.