Chapter Twelve

Well, I am sorry. And if I do recommend any fanfiction to you guys, read TechnoGecko1826. I absolutely loved their writing and everything about it. I decided to write this because I thought I could be as good as that writer. ;-; It's hard to keep updating, especialy if you lose the motivation… I really try.. Also, if anyone has a notebook computer you'll know the problems im facing with the charger of it. Ridiculous. Heleon101 gets a special notice because I have no idea what's going on. WHERE DID YOU GO? Last thing, I just realized what you guys meant by the weird fanfiction that are out there. Yep. I'm offended.

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Helena was standing by her locker, stuffing her books away. The halls were rowdy about the dance that finally began to sprout. Banners were hung up on the walls, cheerleaders were cheering about it, and mainly the females were just squealing non-stop about what they were going to wear. Sherry began hinting they needed to go dress shopping but it would be the day she would wear one of those. A pair of arms swooped around her waist and a pair of lips pecked her cheek,

"Good morning, beautiful." Leon rested his chin on her shoulder, looking to the bag she had in her hand. He opened it to see her gym clothes, some girl products, and a pair of shoes.

"Hey," She was hiding her face, blushing furiously from the thought that he was completely hers. No other girl could snatch him up, mainly because she wouldn't let them. And her heart just wouldn't stop beating fast.

"How are you?" He smirked, snuggling into the area between her neck and shoulder. Helena turned, pecking his cheek.

"Stop teasing me or I will make you pay." She gave him a small smile that had him dazed. With a quick escape she saw Sherry, "I'll see you later, babe." Her hand lifted up in a small wave, her head peeking over her shoulder to see his expression. And it was worth looking at; he stared at her like a puppy in love. He went to lean his hand against the locker like he was cool but his hand fell into her open locker and he made a fool of himself. Helena snickered to herself, smiling.

Sherry smiled, "Finally! It's officially official. I didn't think you two would ever date."

"I know." Helena hid her girly blush from her friend, "But, I hope these girls here know I won't give up on him." The hasty stares, the glares and whispers of each girl were scary but Helena punched out Ada Wong so there is nothing to be afraid of. Or so she thought.

"Believe me, you're more popular then you started. You're dating Leon Scott Kennedy! That's kind of every girls dream. Even when we were young, Leon and I, there was someone always chasing after him. Don't let him go." Sherry tugged her friend by her arm and moved to Jake Muller, who waited patiently by his locker. Jake immediately smirked, pulling the cigarette out of his mouth which was not lit, and kissed Sherry on the cheek.

"Hello, my beautiful queen." Her arm went around his waist as his went to her shoulder for a quick hug, "I'm going out for a quick smoke, so I'll see you next ten minute break." He kissed her lips.

"I love you." Sherry replied as Jake winked,

"Love you too, Sher. Don't fall for anyone else but me." The blonde was left mesmerized by her bad boy boyfriend, his lips left such a tingly feel as always and he left her heart beating non-stop. Helena loved the fact Jake could make her best friend happy but she knew Jake could harm her just as much. Not that he would because Leon would go after him, Helena would go after him, and she would hope she could get Chris Redfield after him.

After that, Sherry and her skipped off to art class which wasn't exactly bad since now it was a day where the students were able to pick their own assignments. And Helena had chosen to do a portrait of Sherry in charcoal. It was going to be a challenge since Sherry really has a problem with keeping still and her outfit consisted of a dress but Helena had faith in her art and gave herself a quick confidence talk as she prepared her art tools. The brunette watched her boyfriend walk in, "Miss me that much?"

"Of course!" He chuckled, "Mr. Cross said I had a free class since I was ahead of the other students. And I'm sure Mr. Wesker won't care that I am in here. What are you doing?" The jock asked, pressing his rear on her art seat and tugging her apron that remained loose on her waist.

"I am building a house, Leon." She replied sarcastically, rolling her eyes while looking at the charcoal lengths that varied in front of her. Sherry walked out in a long black dress that suited her all too well. It was tight along her bust and flowed with silk to her mid-thigh where it separated in the middle and grew longer down on the sides. Her hair was straightened and gave it little length and the bounce of the previous style had been loss. For some reason her eyes were brought out a lot more due to the dark contrast of black with her diamond orbs. And there Helena felt so envious of her best friends slender figure that she'd only dream of.

"Wow! You look so pretty!" Leon exclaimed bluntly, smiling at her as if nothing ever changed from years before. Helena had nodded, breathless at the beauty her friend had presented before her. Helena reclined back into Leon as he wrapped his arms around her waist and allowed her to lean into him.

"You are so beautiful… are you sure you want ME to draw you?" It would be a shame if all else failed on her and she couldn't live up to the expectation of the real beauty. Helena had watched her smile and nod,

"I've seen every art book of yours that you could possibly show me and each and every piece had been completely amazing I couldn't believe you were that young when you started drawing. I think you should have more confidence than that, alright? I have a lot of hope this will turn out brilliant, just like the artist." Sherry smiled, standing by the window as the sun brought her out even more. Helena took a couple of pictures on her phone as she began on the large easel and piece of white paper that rested on top of it.

For Helena, since she started early, she had been quick and drew a love outline that only needed to be filled in with the black. It took an hour of simple flirting with her boyfriend and pure concentration and she was thankful that they had double art since she could finish too. Leon was a terrible distraction and went on about his favorite television show that he wanted to start from the start with Helena. And she was too busy concentrating but said yes from time to time to make it seem as if she really was interested.

"So, do you want to hang out today?" he asked,

"Um… What's today?"

"It is Thursday,"

"Oh, sure then… Do you want me to come over?" She asked, doing strict details on the dress.

"Yeah, want to come after school?"

"Sure." She mumbled, "Do you have popcorn?"

"No."

"We're going to get some first, okay? And some pajamas because I only wear jeans at school to impress you."

"Your butt does look good in jeans." He admitted, "But sure." Leon liked how comfortable she was already with him, although he wasn't ready to be embarrassing with her. He might actually chase her away faster than she would with him, "Do you want to pick up any movies in case you get bored of the series?"

"I can pretend if I don't like it."

"I can handle the truth." He laughed,

"Are you sure? I can be pretty vicious."

"I'm sure." He finally glanced at her art work, his mouth dropping at the sight. It was amazing, everything seemed perfect and not once did it look smudgy or messy. Sherry was drawn with specification and she used the time she had perfectly. Two hours was perfect enough to draw a diminished size of Sherry. Helena had scribbled her name on the corner of the picture in pen and wrote her friends name along the top with calligraphy type writing. Sherry walked over, peeking to the charcoal drawing on the canvas. Sherry was shocked, noticing the only other color Helena added was a nice blue that went to her eyes.

"It's perfect! You better get one hundred percent on this or I'll be putting someone in the electric chair." Sherry smiled, "You did so well in such a short time…"

"Thank you." Helena replied, with a smile pressed firmly to her lips.

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After school came quickly as the fair brunette climbed into her boyfriend's truck. She had started it while he would soon be making his appearance. She leaned back in her seat, plugging her phone into the AUX cord he had laying around, turning up a song she had recently gotten into. Time seemed to drag and Leon had yet to show. It felt like he was taking forever but she didn't care, she just waited until forty five minutes went by. Helena took out his keys, walking back inside to see what the hell happened to him. It didn't surprise her he was still falling into practice. Football. She didn't mind it at all and enjoyed how Leon could go on and on and she would listen.

As she stood still at the door of the gym she could see Leon had forgotten his prior arrangements and apparent mission they made together which lead to her smiling anyways, she motioned her hand and he came over quickly. "I am—

"Sorry? I know. How about when you're done you come pick me up. We can watch movies and that later. I'll just pick up the popcorn myself." His hands slowly rose to her cheeks where he kissed her forehead,

"Thank you so much."

"No problem, just a quick reminder so I'm not wasting your gas." She swung a pair of silver ringed keys around the middle of her forefinger and placed them in his hand. They shared another smile that he knew she easily forgave and swore to her that he would remember next time. Yet, if this was Ada she would have easily caught a ride with someone else. She didn't wait on anyone, that's for sure.

Helena quickly left, walking to the nearest convenient store. The weather was beautiful too, which had been much of a relief. Although she did love the rain but the sun kept her dry so she couldn't argue with that. Even the gentle breeze that barely lifted a strand of her hair felt good. It was a mixture of being warm and cold. No one would argue with weather like this. Once she reached the store she got in, roaming around each aisle that was filled with candy or fast food for people who were making a quick in and out trip. The man who worked behind the counter looked grumpy, his eyes had black bags, that greatly ruined that hazel orbs, that hung pretty obvious and his hair began to shift between the colors of black and grey. A stern expression carried on his face. It was as if the life was sucked out of him, all the happiness he ever felt and suddenly a weight of guilt fell on her shoulders immensely.

"Is that all?" he asked as Helena placed the bag of kernels on the glass top counter, which had showcased some lottery tickets and that type of stuff. Helena nodded,

"Are you okay, sir? I… I don't mean to be nosey but…"

"You're the first to ask, young lady, but I'm alright." A small smile played on his lips. She nodded, returning the same gesture with herself. Helena waved to him,

"Have a good day, mister." With that she felt better. Even if she didn't do as much as she hoped, the thought that he could tell her that he was alright was better. And doing that small of a deed was very proud worthy.

When she got home the first thing she noticed was Leon's truck parked in the front. A small bit of excitement formed in her stomach, it always happened at the thought of him. Being with him made her really happy and made her smile like any normal teenager with the sweetest boyfriend ever. Once she got inside her little sister rushed over with Leon clutched in her left hand and a graham cookie in the other. He smiled at Helena,

"Hey." He greeted in a soft cool tone, trying to retain dignity that he had while flour was all over his cheeks and small chocolate stains on his clothes. She laughed at the sight, moving to him and pecking his cheek where her lips had left a small mark. It wasn't hard to guess her lips were white so he finally had the chance to laugh back, "Your mom started baking but she had to leave on immediate call so I was watching Debby."

"What was she baking?"

"I have no idea, I think a cake but this little monster got a hold of a little flour and I happened to get between it." Helena chuckled, wiping his cheek with her sleeve. The substance didn't stain so she wasn't worried about dirtying herself as much as him since he took the brute end of this mess. She followed to the kitchen where she began to finish off what her mother started. After years of watching her bake one after another she could probably do it without needing the recipe that her mom always failed to memorize despite baking at least once every week. "Don't you want to give Debby a hug?"

"No she's been on my nerves for the past couple of days and I don't really want her at all." Debby grabbed Helena's leg but she slipped out and walked around to the other side of the counter, "She got her hands all over my paintings and I'm a little but disappointed after I specifically told her what she couldn't touch."

"She's little."

"Don't take her side." Helena flicked flour at him, a smirk placing cheekily on her. Leon wiped it from his forehead, grabbing some more and repeating the same attack to her. Debby, in another attempt to have her sisters attention, walked over but was completely ignored and Leon could obviously see. The two went at each other until their laughter came to a slow stop and there was nothing but each other. He kissed her cheek, falling to her lips where they both laughed. A sudden drop of a pan got Helena's attention immediately. Debby was hitting her head on the cabinet in anger, having a little bit of a temper tantrum that once started would only need the simple affection of what she desired in the first place. The metal substance was inches and without thinking she ran to Debby, hovering over her as the rest of the pantry had landed on Helena. There was something odd… no pan. Her eyes had been squeezed shut and the familiar warmth was cradled around her. When she opened them she turned to see Leon just above her.

"Are you okay?" He asked. Her words were taken away and she looked to the ground around the, of a shattered cake glass and some pots. Helena immediately turned,

"Am I okay? Are YOU okay?" Her eyes scanned him carefully and a small cut rested from the right side of his hair line and down an inch. A crimson fluid was slowing sliding down his light complexion and she rushed to put Debby in her baby chair and get Leon the help he deserved, "I'll call nine—

"I'm fine, I really am. I'm just really happy that you're okay and that Debby wasn't hurt either." Leon smiled as she took a cloth to his wound. Her eyes had been full of such surprise and awe. There were no words to describe how she felt for him at that very moment and she knew for sure she was extremely happy but also a little sad he got hurt in the end. Leon was perfect in every way and just proved herself to be not as worthy/

"Thank you so much…"

"Don't thank me, I would do it again just to make sure no one was hurt."

"But you were hurt."

"And I'm still alive. Just a few bruises and bumps and I don't think that's all that bad. We'll just get your mom to look them over when she gets back." He laughed as if everything was alright but she could see he hurt and a lot. Her arms went around him tightly as she placed a cold cloth on his head.

"Don't lie to me." He had held her tightly, not moving a single inch. Maybe he had a concussion or something of that sort but she was sure that this was more than a bump and a bruise, he was just way to stubborn and brave to admit it in front of Helena. As for after that she did a little patching of her own and let him sleep, waking him up every other hour until her mom came home. It was safe to say that he didn't have concussion but her mom wanted to make sure he was alright and called his mom to let him stay the night. Hospital fees were expensive and lucky for Leon his girlfriend's mom just happened to be educated in the health education. He was given extra special attention from Helena who never left his side once and stayed up as late as three to talk to him because he couldn't sleep. She really was worried and smiled.

"I'm alright." He mumbled after her umpteenth time of asking. Helena nodded, cuddling into his side on the couch.

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Yeah, I know I got this super late and you're all pretty pissed off but…. I would like to talk to someone so I could bounce ideas. -3- I'm running out since I didn't plan I would ever go this far with that many reviews. Here and I'm sorry.