An early update from the procastinator1400. You won't see that everyday. Go figure.

Thanks to everyone who's stuck with me so far! I aprreciate all the comments and reviews.

Here's the first real chapter. Everyone's in 8th grade because of, you know, Cecelia's 5 year contract. All of these chapters will be divided into at least 2 parts, maybe 3 for really major ones.

Oh, before I forget, I'd like to thank Nep2uune for the Chapter 6 review for telling me about using Olga as the main secret keeper for Helga. Thanks a bunch! :)

DISCLAIMER: Don't own the charaters, only the story.

Helga's POV

I can't believe I'm saying this, but working with Olga isn't as bad as I throught it would be. She's actually listening to me, unlike my so-called parents, and she's letting me decide what I should do to keep Cecelia a secret. Like a new DIFFERENT email address, a slightly different personailty, heck, she even found a way to get Bob to give her another phone!

Well, it's been one heck of a summer, but school's starting now, and it's gonna be harder to keep this a secret from everyone. Most improtantly from Pheobe and Arnold. But I'm a Pataki, so I'm pretty sure I can handle whatever and whoever stands in my way.

"Will you be okay, baby sister?" Olga asked as Helga hopped out of her custom pink 2010 Volkswagen GTI.

Helga rolled her eyes. "Of course. Criminy, it's school, not a mental institution."

"Your first day of 8th grade. This is so exciting! I remember my first day-"

"Yeah, yeah, fastastic." Helga rolled her eyes, pulling out her phone from the pocket of her skinny jeans. "I need to get out of here. The bell ring in 10 minutes and I still need to get all my stuff."

"Okay. I'll be here to pick you up at 2:25, on the dot."

"See you later." She waved as Olga started her car.

"Bye, baby sister!" her voice trailed as she drove away.

Helga shook her head. "The best and the worst sister anyone could ever have."

**TSLOHP**

"Ohayōgozaimasu, Helga." Pheobe said as Helga walked throught the front doors of the school.

Helga sighed. "No Japanese today, Pheebs. I can't find my schedule."

"Didn't you recieve one in the mail a few weeks prior?"

"I don't know! I was busy with a bunch of stuff. Maybe Bob or Miriam threw it away."

"Well, Helga, you can always go to the main office and ask for another copy."

"Right." The warning bell rang, echoing throughout the walls.

"Class commences in approximently 6 minutes."

"Right, I'll see you in class Pheebs." she turned the opposite direction, heading for the main office before she crashed to the ground with a thump.

"What the heck?" She held onto the fire extingusher box and used it to help her herself up. "Watch-"

"Arnold, are you alright?" Another girl's voice rung out. Helga shook her head and looked up to see Rosemary C. Williams, the current girlfriend of Arnold P. Shortman.

"Hey Helga." Arnold said as Rosemary helped him up.

"Arnold. Rosemary." she responded, putting on a fake smile. O Arnold! The heartache of seeing you with your new partner is almost overcoming of my very being. The joy of being only your friend was my fondest wish, yet my greatest fear as you cannot see how this pains me so-

"Helga? Are you Ok?"

Helga blinked quickly. "Huh?"

"He asked if you were ok. You were zoning out, looking at him." Rosemary explained, saying the last part with slight contempt.

"Oh, sorry. I need to get to the office to get my schedule since apperently the mail at my house is screwed up now."

Arnold opened up his blue backpack and pulled out an unopened envelope. "Here you go. It came a couple of weeks ago and I've been meaning to give it to you."

She almost grabbed it from him. "Really? Thanks football head."

She found herself staring into his wonderfully green eyes, lost to the world around her and wanted nothing more but to just stand there and look at them, but time was running short and she had to get to class. Not to mention her best friend's girlfriend was staring her down.

"Well, we better get to class, guys." Rosemary quickly stated, pulling her boyfriend down the hallway. Helga reluctantly followed them behind.

**TSLOHP**

Gerald and Pheobe waved the three 'hi' as they stepped inside, all the friends sitting in the second row. The name 'Mr. Turk' was on the whiteboard, and everyone was very talkative.

"Welcome, class, to the 8th grade!" Mr. Turk exclaimed as he stepped in.

He looked about in his mid to late 20's, wearing a tux-print stamped on a shirt and faded blue jeans, and glow sneckers.

The class stared back in boredom. "That was so lame!" Rhonda called back, and murmers of agreement followed.

Mr. Turk still had a grin on his face. "Who wants candy?"

The class gave cheers and various responses of 'yes'.

"Now that's more like it." he jumped over his desk and pulled out a box of assorted candies and started throwing them in the air. The whole class started scrambling to see who could get the most candy.

Helga reached to grab a packet of 'Brainies', a type of flat circle hard candy that was fairy sticks soildified. Another hand brushed hers.

"I call dibs-"

"Oh, ok." Arnold backed off.

"But if you r-really want it, you can h-have it." Helga stammered, face turning pink.

"Really?"

"Helga rolled her eyes. "Of course Arnoldo." she punched his arm playfully with a smirk. He gave her a noggie in return laughing to themselves.

"Now come on, football head. I want enough candy to last 'till Halloween!"

He chuckled. "What ever you say, Helga."

What they didn't notice was Rosemary saw the whole exchange.

**TSLOHP**

"Helga, can we talk?" Helga looked up from her computer to look at Rosemary. A serious, no nonsense look covered her features. "Now?"

Helga shrugged. "Sure, I've got nothing to do this period." She followed her to one of the corners of the room.

"Stay away from my man." Rosemary said bluntly. Helga raised her eyebrows. "What?"

"Stay away from Arnold, you know, my boyfriend."

Helga crossed her arms. "Why the heck should I stay away from him? He's one of my best friends-"

"-and I know you like him. A lot. So back off."

"Hell no." Helga stood her ground.

"Is that so?" her face twisted into a devilish smirk. "Then you won't mind if I tell your 'best friend' that you have some creepy crush on him."

"Yeah, right." Helga scoffed, even though she could feel her heart pounding out of her chest. "I don't have a crush on him."

"That's not what the paper and Lila says."

Helga's eyes widened considerbly. "She didn't dare." she whispered, completely disregarding the former topic in the sentence.

"But she did, now, didn't she? It's amazing what twenty bucks can do." Rosemary continued, overhearing her. "And Rhonda's cousin Sophia has some-"

"Hold the phone here." Helga's head was spinning, trying to process two serious facts within a few minutes. "Sophia is Rhonda's cousin?"

"Coming up next on 'Duhhh'." Rosemary rolled her eyes. "So watch out." She poked Helga squre in the chest, whom couldn't do much but scowl.

Rosemary walked back to Helga, the grin still on her face. "The school system needs teachers that don't drop things like, oh, say, student papers?" She dropped the said paper onto a desk and walked away, pride and accomplishment on her face.

If that doesn't drive her away from my man, nothing will.

Helga turned over the face-down paper and stuffed it into her pocket. She couldn't bear to see the object that very well revealed her secret.

Helga's POV

As if it wasn't enough seeing my beloved with another, I can't even stay friends with him! Oh, Arnold, forgive my cowardness!

Mr. Turk is based off one of my 8th grade teachers. No names are stolen.

Anyone know about the NaNoWriMo contest thingy? (Look on Google or something)?

Give me feedback, people! Too OoC? Details a bit much? Too short, because It's only 1,450 words?

Anyway, Part two is coming up soon. Hope you loved that! R&R!