Chapter five: The walk
Arnold looked down at his black wingtip shoes. He was afraid that Helga would see his blush and she would tease him about it. Helga knew about his blush but voted against bringing it up.
"Shesh, football-head you're more quite then then Curly when Rhonda walks on the bus wearing one of her new outfits." Said Helga jokingly.
"Oh sorry Helga I was just lost in thought." Arnold said in order to start up a conversation.
"You must have a lot on your mind. What exactly do you day dream about anyway?"
"Different stuff, it's never the same thing twice. Like this time I imagined that…"
He was cut off by his cell phone ringing. Arnold didn't usually carry a cell phone around, but his Mom and Dad insisted.
"Sorry, one sec. Hello? Hi Mom… Yeah I picked up Helga… Yeah we're almost to the restaurant… Yeah… Yes…Yes… Yes, Mom... I love you to Mom… Alright bye."
"What was that about?" Helga asked.
"My Mom, ever since I almost fell off that cliff in San Lorenzo she's been keeping tails on me."
"Why don't you just turn your phone off?" Helga suggested.
"Then she'd get all the boarders together and start a search and rescue."
"Wow, she is paranoid!" Helga stated.
Then Arnold looked at her with serious eyes.
"Sorry, Arnold."
"It's okay I'm still adjusting to having my parents back and I still haven't gotten comfortable to making fun of them."
"Oh Arnold that what parents are for. They do something stupid or over the top and in return we make fun of them for it."
"That sounds mean, but it does sound enjoyable."