As she soon as she woke up from her sleep, she could already feel that it was different. It was strange because she was actually happy. And the day hasn't even started yet and Helga G Pataki was actually happy about it. And for her, it was a pretty big deal. It wasn't normal for her to wake up at the right side of the bed.
As she prepared herself, she was humming a small tune she had heard recently on the radio. She was actually smiling when she put on her pink bow and tied her hair to pigtails.
She skipped down to the stairs and into the kitchen to prepare her lunch, but stopped as the sight of her mom cooking what looks to be, a decent breakfast.
"Mom, what are you doing?" Helga asked in suspicion.
"I'm making breakfast, sweetie!" Miriam replied, placing two pancakes on a plate. "Here eat this. It's Olga's recipe."
"I can see that you are making breakfast, Miriam. But why?"
Her mother scoffed and proceeded to laugh, successfully flipping a pancake over without a fail. "Why, am I not allowed to, Helga? Here, I packed your lunch for you!"
"You packed 'my' lunch?" Helga repeated, almost sounding like she was about to laugh. Grabbing her tin lunchbox, opening it and letting out a small gasp since her mother that's always groggy in the mornings actually made her a decent lunch. A sandwich, orange juice in a carton box, a shiny Macintosh Apple and Two Mr Nutty bars for her to snack on.
"Wow.." She said quietly. "Thanks Miriam, I mean Mom."
"No problem, honey!" Miriam said, hugging her younger daughter. "Hurry up or you'll miss the bus!"
For once in her life, she was actually noticed in her household. It was too surprising for Miriam to be up in the morning and Bob wasn't making his daily complaints either. Maybe everyone woke up in the right side of the bed, she thought.
Shrugging, she shoved a pancake on her mouth, kissed her mother's cheek and dashed out the door.
School was suspiciously terrific. Mr Simmons had not given them any 'surprise' pop quiz, nor any lousy poems or writing to write, but made them complete their paintings and sculptures for their upcoming Art show. Winner gets $50, or so Principal Wartz decided.
Helga was happily humming a tune then stopped as she felt a slight tap on her shoulder.
"Hey Helga." Arnold said.
"What's up, football-head?" She said casually, not bothering to face him whatsoever.
"I was just checking if you're okay..."
Helga scoffed as she continued painting. "Yeah, I'm just fine and dandy! Why'd you ask?"
"Because.." He sighed while rubbing his arm. "You haven't bullied me today.. So I just figured something was bothering you..."
"Oh so do you want me to bully you?"
"No! I just thought..-Nevermind." He sighed then went back to his deck with his face slightly burned with red tints.
She shrugged and continued painting on what looks like a football with leaves poking out on the side.
The school bell rang and now it was time school to end. The day was still going very great for Helga. Phoebe helped her with her schoolwork and explained everything in great detail, Lila only said 'ever-so' a few times and Brainy had not breathed against her ear for the whole day. It was brow-raising that 'Princess' Rhonda would give up her exclusive seat on the front for Helga. Last time she remembered, it wasn't her birthday till next month. But she wasn't complaining. She was living the good life after all.
"Yo Pheebs, want to get some pizza later?" Helga asked.
"Oh I'm afraid I would have to pass on that offer, Helga." Phoebe replied, adjusting her glasses. "You see, I have fencing lessons with my father today.. I hope you'd understand.."
"Don't sweat on it. I'll just watch Wrestle Mania." The girl shrugged off.
Phoebe's face lit up at her best friend's response. Normally, Helga would ask her to cancel her 'stupid fencing lessons' but today, Helga seemed happy.
And that made Phoebe happy since Helga didn't get in any trouble. Now, she realises that Helga hasn't clobbered anyone today. Which was definitely odd because she remembered last week that Ole Betsy was still up and running. But Phoebe didn't dare to ask. She liked Helga better this way.
The bus stopped in front of the Pataki house and Helga waved goodbye to Phoebe with a smile still intact on her face. Phoebe waved back as she watched Helga enter her house and close it behind her.
"Hey Phoebe," Arnold said, as the bus started to move again. "Can I ask you something?"
"What is it, Arnold?" Phoebe replied.
"Did something happen to Helga today?"
Her eyes widened at his question. "What do you mean..?"
"Well, she didn't bully anyone today, her mom actually made her lunch and she was smiling all day. I just thought-"
The bus came into a halt in front of Phoebe's house. The girl collected her books and stood up, looking offended.
"Why-, Is Helga not allowed to have any happiness, Arnold?" Phoebe asked sharply, glaring at him.
"No! I just thought that-"
"Well, Arnold she is a human being too. She does do good deeds in her own way so deserves to be happy just like the other fellow."
"I know what you mean, but Phoebe. But-"
"I think this conversation is over, Arnold." Phoebe said harshly, making her way to the door. "Don't you?"
The Asian girl left the bus with the students silent as she had just made a scene.
"Dang.. Who knew Phoebe could be so.. Harsh?" Gerald asked as he broke the silence.
"Who knew.." Arnold repeated after his best friend spoke.
The bus started to move again and the incident that Phoebe had caused was now disappearing and kids started to talk about their preferred topics to their friends.
I hope it's not too shabby. Meh.. Reviews are nice