*Nadine's POV*
HONK! HONK! My heart leaped into my throat. Sid's here. At my house. Picking me up for a date. This couldn't get any better!
I quickly brushed through my hair for the tenth time, yelled bye to my mom, and ran down my front steps. And, with my luck, I tripped on the third step and almost fell flat on my face. I held my arms out to regain my balance and looked up at Sid. He quickly got out of his car to help but I could see he was holding in a laugh.
Great, my first date with a guy I actually like and I've already screwed it up.
A shiver went through me when Sid grabbed my hand and said, "You okay?"
I stood up straight, nodded and walked to the car with what confidence I had left. Perfect.
*Helga's POV*
"I love you."
Even hours after Arnold confessed his feelings for me; those words still sent warm shivers through me. Of course, right after that amazing moment, I blurted out everything. And I mean everything.
I told him about that fateful day in kindergarten when my love for him first blossomed, how I still have the locket with his picture in it, and I even showed it to him. He listened to every word and laughed really hard when I confessed to stealing his hat for my bubblegum sculpture and how my lips got stuck to it when I tried to kiss it.
It was nice to finally kiss him instead of old bubblegum. Really nice.
My head still felt like a balloon when I went to bed that night. It was the best sleep in my life because I didn't have to worry about losing Arnold. I knew for a fact that he would never leave me.
Never.
*Sid's POV*
I never realized how interesting Nadine really is until now. I guess I just never thought to actually get to know her. She was always hanging around Rhonda. Rhonda and I don't really have a good history so I tend to avoid her as best as I can.
I took Nadine to kind of a low budget diner since I haven't had a job in a while. I had to borrow money from my dad, but I'm definitely not telling Nadine that.
She didn't seem to notice all the drunks and dead flies as we sat in a booth at the back. The waitress that took our order looked like a druggie and seemed a little wasted but Nadine politely said 'please' and 'thank you'. I forgot to. I reminded myself to slap myself again.
After the waitress left us our drinks, I looked to Nadine. I had nothing to say so I figured she would start a conversation. But she seemed to be content with messing with her jacket.
So it was up to me. "Um…"
She looked up at me expectantly but my mind went blank. This is harder than I thought! I searched in my mind for something to say but I always came up with nothing…when I looked at her.
It's her fault! I mean…not fault. But she's the reason I can't think straight! All I can think about how pretty she looks in pink…
"You look really great in pink." I blurted out.
She grinned widely and I couldn't help but smile myself.
"Thanks. That's one the first nice things you've ever said to me." She said.
"Really?" I'm shocked, "I thought…"
"Yep," she interrupted, "You don't remember harassing me in elementary school?"
I'm dumb-founded so I don't reply.
"Well, you didn't only mess with me. You messed with Rhonda the most. Remember when you and the guys crashed her sleep-over?"
I covered up my laugh, "Yeah! That was hilarious!"
She laughed with me, "And we kidnapped Harold and dressed him as a girl!"
We laughed and reminisced for the rest of the time. When I finally dropped her off at around 11 o'clock, I gathered up the courage to ask her out again.
"I would love to. Just call me." She said then kissed me on the cheek.
Smooth.