Lying to sleep that day Helga thought the little story was over. And she'd fallen asleep in a really good mood, which reflected the defeat of a wrong ideals of hers.
But however that wasn't over.
Unaware of an upcoming betrayal, Helga spent a little bit more time in front of her mirror. This morning, for the first time in 15 years, she didn't think about Arnold. She didn't think about Phoebe. She was relieved, like someone had opened a door from her cage, and she was finally able make a step out. She stared at herself for a while. She never liked her appearance, but today she wanted to take it in, like she saw herself for the first time. No, she wasn't little, slim and fragile. She was well-built, strong, and independent. She saw it in her chin and in her eyes. And this made her feel free.
This is how the worst day of her life began.

Girls stared at her at school. Not only Carla's fellows, many more. "Freakin' gossips" thought Helga. But she knew at the same time that they were unaware of a change at Helga's attitude. She stormed past them, collapsed at her place and opened a little black book. It was a book about her. A new chapter. But she didn't have a chance to write first words into it.

-Grrhh! - someone coughed right above her head.
Helga looked up. -Whoa! Long time, no see! What do you want, Arnoldo? - she exclaimed. She tried to seem rude and keep that morning spirit she had, but her heart sank and her fingers went trembling.

-I need to talk to you.

Here they are. Playground - isn't it a perfect place for a heartbreak? The lesson had just began, but none of them seemed to care. They had been staying in silence for about 10 minutes, since Arnold brought her here. Arnold looked away. Helga studied his face. Things are going the strangest way, she thought. He is here to be my executioner. He's here to torture me, and he looks exactly like a butcher, waiting for a some sign to begin.
At the moment she thought it, he raised his eyes and they meet her. He looked at her with bravery and contempt. Only a person who is absolutely sure that he's doing the right thing may look like that. Helga's heart dropped that she understood this.
The fight began.
-Carla came to me last night. she told me...We had a long talk about you. And I promised I will talk to you.
Helga didn't respond.
-She was upset because you refused to listen. She was upset because you were so rude with her. She only wanted to help.
No response again. Helga just stared at him, charmed by the realization of what is going to happen next.
-I know you many years. And I told Carla that you've always been like that and that she shouldn't bother to care about you. Every thing's clear, right? so you just promise that you'd never bother her anymore, and we'll go and behave like we don't know each other, just like always. Helga still kept silent.

-So just stay away from her, Helga,and stay away from me. That's it.
He turned and started going towards school.
-Excuse me? Helga finally dropped. Her voice was low, almost a whisper, and husky. Something in her sight could show Arnold she was deadly offended and ready even to die in battle, but he was oblivious.
-What is it?
-Did you just say this was me who bothered your treasure? Did you by any way say it was me who began this?
-Apparently I did.
-Why?
Arnold looked at her, trying to understand what she meant.
-Why did you say so? you've always been a kind guy. And this is mean. And also - this is wrong.
Arnold started getting angry. Who does she think she is? Tries to play with his weak sides - not this time.
- You know, Helga, I'm fed up with you. For 3 years I've been trying not to notice you at all. But now I think this is the time to tell you all I always wanted to tell.
Carla came to me so broken told me she wanted to cheer you up, to help you somehow because we all know what a miserable creature you are. She-this beautiful and smart girl- tried to help you, you, who was mean ever since the first attempt to speak. She gave you a hand - and of course you had only one way to responding her kindness - THE FUCKIN' HELGA WAY! -at this point he began shouting. -You shouted at her and said all the nasty things until she was beaten to pieces! I don't wanna know why do you do this Helga, I was dumb as a kid to ever believe you have some reason. You're the meanest, you're WORST person I've ever met in my life! It's almost unbelievable how much power you have to destroy all the good things around. THIS IS -Arnold shouted it right into her face - THE ONLY THING YOU CAN DO - HATE AND DESTROY.

He dried up.
They stood nose to nose. Helga was surprised to find out she was still alive. Her heart seemed to die thousand times while he was revealing his real feelings and thoughts about her, she knew he was deadly honest, and she knew there was no way for her to show that this whole thing he believed in was no more than a huge, enormous lie.
Trembling, defeated and pitiful, she knew anyway that she can't be silent , now that he, this exact person, is looking at her with such rage that she can feel he wishes she was never born.

-I hate you, she whispered. Her soul was bleeding and poisoning her like a huge tremor, but her eyes were dry and very bright.
I hate you, she said again, still in her rusty tone.
Look at yourself, Arnold. You're ready to hit me to the face just because you believe I'm a threat to your beautiful world. Your beautiful world...Oh, Arnold, you're so naive, you've always been, and you only accept things everybody label as "good". it is so easy to live in a world like this - all is written in a scenario, couples meet at heaven, and the only villain who is always trying to destroy everything is finally destroyed. you don't know world, Arnold. You don't know what you're doing. Sorry, but you don't.
You rejected, -she swallowed hard - that love. Because it wasn't like what you thought love was like. Even your love is good, is right, you have fun, you kiss, you feel tonnes of sweetness, you have sex, you boost to your friends, you defend your girl, because you have to, and everything goes as it has to go, except for the one thing. YOU. DON'T. FEEL. ANYTHING. - she stepped away from Arnold, now shaking heavier from grief and anger.

-You simply can't. You killed the ability to feel when you were a kid. I guess it did hurt too much. I can understand that. But now, now, there's only your mind and a number of "right" answers. Now we will go our ways apart, and you'll go with your beautiful girl, and you will throw me away from your mind like a fly. You'll never know your girl is fooling you. You'll break up to be good friends, just like always. You'll see Sun everyday, and you'll be polite, and kind, and everything, until your peaceful death. And you'll never know... -she started moving back away from playground - you'll never know that on MY way I will go all by my own, trying to glue up pieces of my pride, hating myself, dying from an ocean of feelings that no one needs, as the world, the whole planet prefers to live just like you do - oblivious...

Oh well,- she said at last, mostly to herself - why the Hell do I say this?.. as if I could make you see it by my eyes...you know what? - she said from a distance, trying her best to win this final seconds and not to cry - You've got it. I can't make you understand me. So, guy, you won. No more Helga. Enjoy - she sobbed- the perfect day.
And having said that, she turned her back and began running as she's never run in her life. She didn't see the frustration in Arnold's eyes. But she was right. He couldn't understand anything.