Wow. Slow day in my boring life. I have no school today or tomorrow. Chapter 10 now! R&R :)

Disclaimer: Please check chapter 1.

Helga's POV

Well, things are actually going well in my life. Barbara texted me and said she and Anna are coming to Hillwood to visit for a few days at her aunt's house, and Olga booked me a gig somewhere. She won't tell me yet, since it's a 'surprise'. Criminy, I don't see why she won't tell me yet...

WEDNESDAY MORNING

"Hello Arnold, Helga." Rhonda said, passing by with a tote bag full of papers and envelopes.

"Hey Rhonda." Arnold politely responded.

"Hey Princess, how's the castle?" Helga smirked. "Still beautiful?"

"Beautiful and eloquent, thank you very much."

"So, why have you decided to grace us with your presence?"

"Well, I happen to be throwing a soiree this Friday night, and I'm giving out invitations."

"But why would you throw a party in the middle of September?" Arnold asked. "Why not in the beginning?"

"It's the only night my parents are out. I want the party to be completely unsupervised."

"An unsupervised party on Friday night? What the heck, I've got nothing better to do. Might as well go."

"Great! There's just one thing you need."

"Bring it, princess." Helga put her feet up on the desk.

Rhonda smirked. "A date."

Helga's eyes widened. "A date?"

"A date." Rhonda nodded. "I want it to be a couple's thing. Make it a bit more formal."

"Why the heck would you want to make it formal? We're eighth graders, for Christ's sake! This isn't prom!"

"Well, I thought with having a celebrity performing, everyone would want to look their best."

"Who's the celebrity?"

"Cecelia NightGale." Helga could feel her heart pound faster. "She's new to the singing business and this is one of her first performances. From what her manager said, she's one of the best singers you could ever hear. She signed with Big Machine and XL."

"Wow."

"Yes, it's sure to be outstanding with me in charge. Anyway, good luck finding a date in 2 days!" Rhonda placed the invitations on their desks before handing them out to everyone else in homeroom.

"I'm not going." Helga said, tossing her's over to Arnold's desk, and putting her face down on her desk.

"Why not?" Arnold asked, handing it back to her. "It's gonna be great."

"Because, football head," she started, voice muffled, "I really don't feel like eating tiny finger sandwiches that could barely fill a baby rat, a singer that probably isn't as good as Rhonda says she is, and stuck next to someone who's gonna yap about irreverent crap all night."

"Come on, Helga. Rhonda's been bringing more food out since Harold ate it all in 6th grade, Cecelia posted a couple of her songs online so nobody's surprised and I'm sure you'll be able to find a great date before Friday."

"...You really think so?" she asked, raising her head.

"Of course. You're amazing."

She gave a wide grin. My love, you never cease to make my heart flutter with your words.

"Enough mushy stuff, football head." she gave him a light punch. "What about you?"

He gave a solemn sigh, thinking about how his last girlfriend tried to break up his friendship. "I'll find someone, don't worry."

"Hey man." Gerald said, arriving with Phoebe and they slid into the last available seats.

"Hey Gerald." They gave their classic thumb shake. "So, have you heard about the party?"

"Who hasn't? It's gonna be great!"

"Yes, it's going to be quite enjoyable." Phoebe stated.

"No kidding! 'Featuring the musical stylings of Cecelia NightGale.'" Gerald read off the card. "I can't wait!"

The three talked about how great the party was going to be and what could happen, Helga remained quiet, thinking about how she would kill her sister for this.

**TSLOHP**

"Hello, baby sister! How was school?" Olga asked as Helga hopped into her car.

"Oh it was great, Olga." Helga said with a fake smile. "You know, except for the fact that I have to play at the same party everyone wants me to go to!"

"Oh I see how that-" She paused, the words sinking in. "Oh..."

"Yeah. Now what the heck am I supposed to do?"

"Surprise?" Olga sang weakly.

"Some surprise, Olga. Not only that, I have to find a date for the party in 2 days!"

"How about your friend, Arnold?" Olga said, stopping at a red light.

"He just broke up with his girlfriend." she crossed her arms. "Besides, he doesn't even like me that way."

"Don't be silly, Helga." She resumed driving. "You'll never know unless you ask him."

Helga rolled her eyes. "Sure, Olga. Sure." Some things will never change...

**TSLOHP**

Helga opened up her computer to the lyrics she wrote and saved, inspired from Arnold's relationship with Rosemary. She took her guitar from her closet and started playing.

"You're on the phone with your girlfriend, she's upset

She's going off about something that you said

'Cause she doesn't get your humor like I do

I'm in the room, it's a typical Wednesday night

I'm listening to the kind of music she doesn't like

And she'll never know your story like I do-"

She stopped playing when she heard a ping from her Fmail account.

Barbwire13: hey Helga

PatakiGal14: Hey Barb. How's tricks?

Barbwire13: pretty well. Anna and I r comin Thurs night

PatakiGal14: Rhonda's throwing a party Friday night

Barbwire13: Can we come?

PatakiGal14: sure i dont care. i'm not going

Barbwire13: y?

PatakiGal14: cause cece's playing at the same party

Barbwire13: just carry the cece stuff in a bag and come as Helga, when it's cece's turn to show up, throw stuff out window and jump out, put things on and arrive as cece.

PatakiGal14: Hmm...

Another ping interrupted her thoughts.

PatakiGal14: Hold that thought

AShortman: Still going?

PatakiGal14: Yup.

AShortman: Great! My dad's dropping us off at 6:45 since the party starts at 7.

PatakiGal14: Thanks for the lift. c u tomorrow.

AShortman: Bye

Barbwire13: so...what do u think?

PatakiGal14: I'm following the bull's advice and not stopping the party! but...

Barbwire13: but...

PatakiGal14: I need a date first...

**TSLOHP**

FRIDAY AFTERNOON

"So, found a date yet, football head?" Helga asked, opening her locker and putting her books in.

"No. It's like everyone found a date already." Helga nodded in agreement.

"Uh, Helga?" Arnold asked, rubbing his neck. Why am I so nervous?

"Yeah, Arnold?" she responded, raising an eyebrow. "Are you ok?"

"Yeah, I was just wondering...would you like to go to the date with me? As friends?"

Helga could feel her cheeks turn pink. "Sure, Arnold. I would love to."

The bell rang and the two blondes minds were racing and hearts were beating a mile per minute.

Did I just ask Helga Pataki out? On a date? Even as friends?

Oh, Arnold, as few as 10 simple words could make me collapse into a puddle of mush. Just say the word and I would walk to the ends of the Earth for you...

Both of them looked at each other at the same time, and quickly looked away, faces red.

Could this day get any better?, Helga thought, giving an internal swoon as she entered her last period class.

**TSLOHP**

FRIDAY NIGHT

Helga zipped up her small tote bag just as Arnold's dad pulled up to pick her up.

"Helga, your ride is here!"

She rushed down the stairs to be met with flashes of light from Olga's camera.

"Criminy! Stop it!" she exclaimed, rubbing her eyes.

"Sorry, baby sister, you just look wonderful. I have to capture this moment!" she sneaked in another photo.

She wasn't wearing anything special. Just a pale blue dress with few designs here and there, matching 1 inch heels and a small 3 point crown on her hair, similar to when she dressed up to go to Chez Paris after she won the contest.

"Do you have everything, Helga?"

Helga raised her bag. In it was shoes, clothes, phone, wig and makeup.

"Everything to make me a different person? Yup."

"Ok, then, have fun!"

As she met the slight chill of the night, Arnold's smile warmed her up as she entered the Packard. Gerald and Phoebe was there too, cuddling in the backseat.

"You look beautiful." he commented.

Helga blushed. "You don't look too shabby yourself, football head."

"Ready kids?" Miles asked.

"Ready!" Everyone shouted.

As ready as I'll ever be... Helga thought to herself.

Helga's POV

This is the best day of my life! I have a date with the boy of my dreams, I have a way to keep my secret safe, and a great song to reveal at the party!

*Yawns* I'm bored. But I think this chapter could be one of my best.

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