Hello Everyone! Now for another installment of TSLOHP!
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Now onward!
Helga's POV
Criminy, It's 7 in the morning! I must've dosed off last night! I hope Barbera and Anna didn't see anything...
Helga yawned, sreatching her arms and rubbing her eyes. As her vison began to clear up, she saw the faces of her room mates sitting on her bed.
"Criminy!" she jumped, startled. What the-
"You're finally awake!" Anna commented.
"Thank you, Captain Obvious." Helga got out of bed, silently praying that nobody saw her disguise.
"So, what's the name of the song you sang last night?" Barb asked. "It was awesome."
"Really heartfelt. It spoke to you with feeling." Anna nodded.
They liked it? "Uh, what song?" she chuckled nervously.
"The one about finding another person to love." Anna raised an eyebrow.
"I didn't sing that crap. That Cece what her name chick sang it."
"Ok, then where is she?" Barbera asked. "After the concert she dissappeared with a bunch of flyers in her hands."
"How the heck should I know? I'm not her personal servant."
"Well, then, why do you have a wig of her?" Anna asked.
Helga froze. Crap.
"I-I don't know what your're talking about. Now, if you'll excuse me, I need to pack." She started packing her things, making sure that she wasn't missing any of her clothes or the contracts.
"Well, then, Helga, I guess we better leave you to pack up your contracts and wig and, let's not forget the famous guitar."
Darn it. "Why are you guys even asking all these questions?"
"Will you just admit it?!" they shouted in unison, annoyed from her constant denying.
Helga sighed, defeated. "How did you guys figure it out?"
Anna and Barbera gave her a 'Are you serious?' look.
"Fine, fine." She crossed her arms. "But you two better not tell anyone, got it?"
"Why would we? I mean, we're happy for you."
"Yeah, you're gonna be famous beyond your wildest dreams."
"Money isn't everything." Helga grunted, stuffing her clothes into the suitcase. Her mind drifted to FTi breifly, before snapping back to reality.
Barbera nodded in understanding. "But we'll keep in touch, right?"
Helga rolled her eyes. "Of course we are. Criminy, I'm not that heartless."
"Besides," Anna pulled her overstuffed suitcase towards the door, "Riverview is only 5 miles away from Hillwood. It'll be like we never left."
Helga just smiled. Won't this be an interesting year? she thought devilishly.
"Hey, Ms. F."
She looked up from her work at Helga entering her office. "Hey Helga. Or should I say Cecelia 'Cece' E.G. NightGale?"
Helga playfully rolled her eyes. "Yeah, it's a stupid name. But hey, it's something, ain't it?"
"Of course it is. But what does it stand for?"
"It's sort of a long story, but "Cecelia stands as some sort of version of the name Cecelie, E is for Eleanor, -don't ask- G is for my middle name and Nightgale...well, that I don't know."
"Well, I wish you the best of luck, Helga."
"You too, Ms. F."
"And Helga?"
"Yeah?" she asked, stepping out.
"I know I'm taking a risk, but I'm gonna go for it." She tossed the note to a flabbergasted Helga.
Hours had passed and Helga was alone at camp, everybody else's parents already having picked them up. She took out her phone, turning it on and checking her messages, found quite a few from a certain football head boy...
Arnold: Hey Helga
Arnold: Helga?
Arnold: Ok, I prob deserve the cold shoulder
Arnold: I'm so so so sorry, Helga.
Arnold: I shouldn't have abandoned you
Arnold: Please respond
Arnold: Helga?
Helga: i'm here, football head
Almost immediately, she got a response.
Arnold: HELGA! U're ok!
Helga: Doi
Arnold: Helga, i'm so sorry
Helga: so i've been told
Helga: what happened 2 u?
Arnold: Busy w/parents and Rosemary.
Helga gripped her phone tighter. Of course he would be busy with her.
Arnold: Helga? u there?
Helga: Yeah.
Arnold: She's staying with us.
Helga: THAT should be good.
Helga chuckled to herself. Rosemary, despite her name, was anything but. She was loud, very rude, and dramatic. She is an honor student and a good friend/secret keeper. Helga honestly didn't know what he saw in her, but hey, he fell in love with Lila, didn't he?
Arnold: what do u mean?
Helga: nothing, calm down. so how was Paris?
Arnold: Great. Although not as romantic as ppl say
Arnold: What about u?
Helga: I'm ok.
That's a lie.
Helga: I wish i had more summer left
Arnold: Ha ha
Arnold: Don't we all? But look on the brightside, at least we'll c every1 again
Helga: ... and that's a good thing? O.o
Arnold: Helga...
Helga: Arnold...
Arnold: U're 2 much
Helga rolled her eyes, blushing.
Helga: That's it. Old betsy is ready 2 come out of retirement
Arnold: Oh no
Helga: Oh yes
Arnold: Oh crap
Helga: :D
Arnold: -_-
Helga: criminy. fine, i'll stop
Arnold: :)
Arnold: I've g2g. Grandma's running in the boarding house
Helga: again?
Arnold: She's chasing the royal offering for the king
Helga: Abner?
Arnold: yup
Helga: k. C u l8r
Arnold: Bye
A few moments later, a loud, blaring honk filled the air known as the Pataki family car pulled up.
"Get in." Bob screeched to a halt, spraying Helga with dust and gravel.
With pleasure.
She hopped into the car only to be met with Olga trapping her in a bear hug. "Oh, baby sister, I've missed you so much!"
"Olga, I can't breathe. Get off of me."
"Oh, sorry."
"So, Helga, how was the funfair?" Miriam asked, drinking a suspicous liquid.
"It was a music camp, Mom."
"Yeah, How was it, Olga." Bob grunted.
"It's Helga, Dad, and it was fine."
"Did you see the red haired girl up on stage? She was amazing!" Olga exclaimed.
"So wonderful!" Miriam dazed.
"Yeah, what was her name? Cece something Nightgirl? Anyway, she had a ton of contracts from those big-shot Hollywood agents. If she signs with one, she could help with The Emporium."
Helga froze. "W-What do y-you mean?"
"She could help promote sales and all the stuff, sing."
Shock turned into fear. "What makes you think she'll sing for you?"
"Hey hey hey! I didn't build that stage behind the door for nothing, Helga."
A few years ago, Bob had bought a large landspace and built another Beeper Emporium, now called Eletronics Emporium with the new technology popping out all over. Behind which he built a stage to promote singing, attract costumers and sales. It was a good place for concerts, meeting and various other activites. Many gigs came and went, and gave a temp boost in sales.
"She's signed to a label, isn't she?" Helga stated boldly. I am?
"So? I'll cut a deal. She sings, I get money and she gets money. End of story."
"Oh! Won't that be exciting?" Olga cheerlily said.
Helga sighed, defeated. "Yup, I'll be a real riot."
A Few Days Later
"Hey Olga, what's the NightGirl's manager's phone number? I need to cut a deal with them." Bob sat at his home office, seaching for a paper
"It's Helga, and I don't know. She dissappered somewhere."
"Well, find out."
"How the heck should I now where she is!?"
"Whatever."
Helga scoffed, heading outside to get away from the bad air that was her family. Millions of throughts went through her mind as she headed to the park.
Should I tell them or not? I mean, Olga helped them a lot and now they more then just barely know I exsist, but...Can I trust them? And how will I know I can truely trust them with this? Bob will blab to anyone he knows, and so will Olga. Miriam will be too smoothie filled to even understand what I'm talking about, and Phoebe and Arnold...they won't understand. And even if they do, will they still treat me the same way or as Cecelia the celebrity? Barb and Anna probably have their own business, and Ms. F is older... Criminy, I'm such a basketcase!
She plopped herself on the park bench, sighing.
What the heck am I gonna do?
A Week Later
Helga looked up from the top of the stairs and down to the Pataki family, throwing a bag at the bottom. Olga was cleaning her trophies, Miriam was making another smoothie, and Bob was watching a soap opera. Perfect.
Helga ran downstairs and unplugged the TV.
"What the mother scratcher?!"
Helga ignored him, racing to the kitchen and unplugging the blender and threw her mother straight into Bob. Olga followed shortly thereafter.
"What's the hell is wrong with you, Helga?"
"Helga, honey, what's going on?"
"Baby sister, is something the matter?"
Helga gave them unbelieving glares.
"You want to know what's wrong? Here's what's wrong! None of you care about me, and for a while, I ingored that. Now it's over. All this crap ends now-"
"Listen here missy-"
"No, YOU listen BOB! EVERY DAY YOU PRETEND I DON'T EXIST, AND WHEN YOU DO, IT'S TO HELP YOU AND TO PROMOTE YOUR STORE! YOU'RE THE WORST FATHER ANYONE COULD HAVE! YOU NEVER LISTEN TO ANYTHING I SAY OR EVEN CARE! IT'S ALWAYS ABOUT HOW GOOD OLGA IS AND HOW GREAT SALES ARE! THAT'S ALL YOU EVER TALK ABOUT!"
"Helga, honey-"
"Don't 'Helga, honey' me! You're just as bad as him! All YOU do is take impromptu naps around the couch and drink smoothies all day! You could never pack my lunch or get my jacket from the dry cleaners or anything that a normal mother should do! If I can't depend on you for something as simple as that, how can I trust you?
"Baby sister-"
"And you! You pretend nothing bad is happening in this world, like it's all peaches and cream! Guess what, OL-ga, it's not! I've been living in this h*ll hole since birth, and you realized this 9 months ago!?"
"You have?" Miriam asked in a daze.
"Ladies and Gentlemen, give the f**king drunk mother a prize! Criminy, and it only took her 12 years to find out!"
"Helga-"
"Forget about it. I'm done. While you 3 stand there like morons, I'm going to be at Pheobe's. Don't wait up." she grabbed the bag and left, slamming the door and leaving the 3 adults dumbfounded.
Helga's POV
For once, I've got nothing to say. They had it coming. MY only regret is, Criminy, why didn't I do this sooner?
OK! Whew, that took a few days! OPB, anyone who's waiting, relax. I'm not abandoning it.
For any older members on the site, does anyone remember an unfinished story that takes place after TJM and Arnold & Helga are friends, and he has undecided (crush) feelings about her. Then Helga gets a boyfriend and Arnold's crushed about it because she asked him about it and he let her go. Then they discover something important and that's where it left off. Can anyone help? Thanks in advance.
Now, I'm gonna have to break this into two parts since that last part, was dramatic. But hey, read the description. It says 'Drama'.
So anyway, the cursing...it had to be there.
Like the Arnold/Helga moment? :)
Anyone OoC? Not enough details in the angry confession or in general?
So comment, chat, REVIEW! :D :D