Chapter 4: Let's get going
The next morning Arnold was feeling extra nervous, Helga knew because he had called her at four in the morning after having a stressed induced nightmare. But after calming him down for half an hour he seemed a little better. Helga was hoping he'd be okay when he got to school, but she was starting to doubt he would be.
She was standing in the steps waiting for him, looking over some fanfiction on her phone. She spotted him walking up and sighed. His shirt was on backwards, his cap was crooked and he had powered sugar on his nose. Helga turned her phone off and crossed her arms.
"You know sometimes you are such a football head!" She said and set to righting his hat and wiping his nose off. "Fix your shirt and let's get going." She said kissing his cheek. He nodded and gave a nervous smile. He fixed his shirt and they headed inside.
When they got to their home room they pushed the door and stopped. Everyone was already sitting at their desks, they turned to look at Arnold and Helga. "Arnold, Helga we've been waiting for you." Mr. Simmons said with a smile. "Rhonda would you like to tell them what we've decided?" He asked. Rhonda stood up and smiled.
"We voted, and after my idea was shot down due to these people lack of fashion creativity we've all agreed….." She paused and looked around and everyone nodded. "That we'd like to go to San Lorenzo and help the people there." Helga started smiling and pulled her hands up to her mouth.
Arnold stood there shock for a second then slowly smiled. "Thanks everyone you have no idea what that means to me." He said softly before everyone broke into a loud clatter of voices asking all kinds of questions.
"How will get there?" "What will we eat?" "Will there be indoor plumbing" "Where's the nearest mall?" Several people asked all at once. "Now now everyone settle down and we'll talk this all out. I'm sure Arnold has some ideas." Mr. Simmons said with a smile.
"Yeah I do. If we get a couple of companies to sponcer us we can fly there. We'll eat whatever the locals have; there isn't indoor plumbing so we'll bring toilet paper. And Rhonda there is no mall in San Lorenzo…it's in the middle of the jungle." Arnold said gestering with his hands.
"It sounds like you have some great ideas, do you have any idea who will sponcer us?" Mr. Simmons asked taking his seat. "Yeah I do, I've got several people already interested." Arnold said excitingly.
"Mr. Green or Green Meats said he'll help us, plus the flowers shop I use to work out put in a little. That's a….." he stopped as Helga jumped in. "And my dad says he'll cover the rest, something about looks good for the company." Everyone looked at her surprised.
"What he can be a giving guy sometimes…..alright so I might have promised him he could use it as a tax deducing break." She crossed her arms as everyone started laughing. The rest of the class period was spent talking about what they needed to pack and looking up information on the jungle of San Lorenzo.
"Well class that's about it other than a deparcher date. Arnold I'm sure you've got that planned as well." Mr. Simmon's said with a smile. Arnold nodded and pulled out a calendar. "In a week and a half, so everyone needs to get all their stuff together fast. I'm sure it's going to be an awesome trip, and we're going to do so much good."
Helga and Arnold walked out of school after the bell rang hand in hand. "So who was right?" Helga asked smugly. Arnold rolled his eyes and smiled. "You were right Helga I shouldn't have worried about it." He said giving into her ego. "That's right football head and don't you forget it!" She said kissing his cheek before hopping in her car and driving off.