Arnie was in his room when the chime on his computer went off alerting him that someone was calling. Getting off his bed he went over to find it was, Sasha calling him. He missed her since she had been gone and even though the communicated a lot, it still wasn't the same. Sure he got to see her face on the monitor, but it was nothing compared to being able to touch her.

Sasha's smile was large the moment his image appeared. "Hi Arnie. How's things with you?"

"Good, but I miss you." He replied wishing he could tell her he loved her still. "How are you?"

"I'm good considering that I'm leaving here to head to college there. I hate packing up stuff, but the benefit is me seeing you on weekends. Also the education is a plus."

Arnie noticed a blush formed on her face. "I loved to have you here on the weekends. I told my parents about you when they first came back. They can't wait to meet you formally."

"Same here. Oh, I finally told my parents about me having a boyfriend. They were so excited that my mom pierced my eardrums. I'm not ashamed of you, I'm ashamed of them for wanting only one thing from me. Just imagine their surprise and shock when I told them I'm bi."

He shook his head at their narrow minds. "Don't they know how special you are? They just wanted to label you."

"Yeah. I know they love me, but seriously so what if I tongued a girl?" Sasha looked over to her door to see if it was truly locked. "Hey I wanted to come a little early. I wanted to leave here and come to see you before I started school. Would that be fine?"

"More than fine with me. My parents I know will be fine with it." Perhaps he can tell her finally when she arrived. "I'm fine with the weekend visits, but since you've been gone, I hated it."

"Same here. Hey is your door locked?" She whispered.

"Yes, why?" In one swift motion he watched her remove her shirt. "Why are you doing that? I want to touch you and I can't right now." He complained while he watched as she stood up to remove her shorts.

"I'm a tease, Arnie. This way when you see me in person I want the guy who can't contain himself."

"I may impregnate you when you do get here." Arnie warned. He took each detail of her committing it more to memory forcing her to watch him start to remove his clothes.

Sasha was beaming at the show he was giving her. "You know I wouldn't be scared of that thought at the present moment."

"Don't say that unless you truly want me to." Grabbing his laptop he decided to position it on his bed giving her full access.

Sasha was busy humming away looking at everything on him. "Arnie, the best moments in my life spent with someone intimately has been with you. This is before we consummated. I really enjoy being around you."

"I enjoy having you around too. Sasha, do you want to try to do something with me right now?" Arnie watched at her do the same thing with her computer as she set it on her bed.

"I was hoping you would want that too. Also if I do get pregnant by you, Arnie, at least I know our child will have a good dad."

He is going to tell her how he felt the moment they were alone together. He found the girl of his dreams.

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Brainy growled inwardly at watching Hilda come into the store making him run into the back. Seeing his co-workers glance over to him curiously, Brainy just said the word, 'Stalker' leading the lady to head out to the front to help attend to the customers. Guess that girl was just being way too stupid leading him to want to leave his job extra early to avoid that pain.

As he was doing that, Helga and Phoebe came in early to look around for gifts since Rhonda wanted to throw Lila an early baby shower due to everyone will be busy in college. As Phoebe looked around, Helga spotted the same girl who had been following, Brainy. The same girl, Lila punched out. Oh she wished she had of seen that.

"I remember you." Helga startled the younger blonde by making her squeak out. "The way you are looking at people more than the products, I'm guessing you are looking for Brainy."

Crossing her arms under her chest, Hilda leaned a little back in a cocky way trying to look intimidating, but it was impossible to be that way. First she had to pan her eyes up to, Helga's stern face, this blonde was taller than her, and even Hilda could tell that Helga was no stranger to being actually tough. "What's it to you anyhow?" She couldn't back down from this one. She had a goal in mind to be with, Brainy.

A slight crooked smile played up on Helga's face leading her to narrow her eyes in a far more threatening way. "You really want to find yourself dangling elsewhere in Hillwood, don't you?" Seeing the slight questioning look in her own demeanor, Helga stepped a bit forward. "People such as yourself, need to learn to behave." Helga approached her as if she was a snake ready to strike. "Or else you'll get bitten." Coming closer, Helga whispered into her ear. "Don't screw around with something so poisonous or else you may never recover." That made the girl stumble into a clothes rack.

Phoebe came to stand right next to, Helga. "I dare say that you must heed her warnings since I've seen her do far worse to people. She is after all very experienced."

"Also it is a very scary thing indeed to know who my father is. Just imagine if some of those genes really got passed down to me." Helga had her hand up to her chest in horror. Helga knew she wasn't truly like Bob, so just imagine if the girl knew. "You have heard about Bob Pataki right? The owner of that electronics store. My father is a murderous, abusive asshole."

Hilda got on her feet slowly to watch any move that, Helga made. She heard her parents speak of that man. "That's your father?"

"Disowned him, but I use to be this scary bully. Just imagine that."

"I just think he's hot. Why should he be with that pregnant girl? I'm better than her." Hilda gained her backbone back.

Phoebe blinked at the girls ignorance. "You are going after someone who is legally an adult. Someone who at least got rid of his baby fat, but you still have yours. You are technically jail bait. Also, our friend Lila is undoubtedly the better person here. She is pregnant over something that did happen between two consenting adults. At least she didn't stalk the poor guy day and night." Seeing no change in the girls attitude, Phoebe crossed her own arms over her chest. "Helga... Get her."

The evil smirk played up instantly on, Helga's face. "With pleasure."

Finding Helga making a move towards her, Hilda squeaked again before she ran out of the store.

"Awe, I lost a new toy to play with." Helga mocked before laughter erupted from her throat. "It has been far too long to do that."

Seeing Brainy head in from the back, Phoebe waved at him. "I must say that it was quite thrilling to see."

"Hey." Brainy said to them shyly. "Thanks for scaring her out of here."

"I warn you, Brainy, that you better not be alone at any time with her or else she'll say you are taking advantage of her." Phoebe instructed while lifting up a very large rattler.

"I figured as much. I don't get why me?" Taking them over to an area that, Lila seemed very interested in, Brainy told them. "This is what some of the stuff she is interested in. We have the crib, changing table, rocking chair..." He froze in thought.

"I know you'll need diapers." Helga interrupted his frozen mind. "Some clothes."

"Expect the latest from whatever fashion line Rhonda spots." Phoebe added in while lifting up a pink onesie. "This ones nice."

"Oh pink ribbon. Looks very familiar." Helga placed one in her hair.

Giggling once Helga added more to her hair, Phoebe took a picture of it. "You wore that ribbon in your hair for so long."

"All because Arnold complimented me on it."

Locating a larger ribbon, Brainy held it up for her inspection. "Exactly like this one."

Nabbing it from his hand, Helga glanced at the price tag. "Arnold would get a kick out of this. Now on to other things. Your baby."

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His brown eyes spotted her walking in the park. He watched her long raven hair flow behind her while she sifted through her bag that he could tell was from a designer store. Not much had changed with her. Rich, beautiful, and a shopaholic. He was shocked the last time he saw her. Shocked at her display, but didn't once pull away. He always had with anyone else, but he didn't this time with her. He needed to apologize to her.

"Rhonda Wellington Lloyd." He enjoyed the startled look in her eyes while she whirled herself to regard him. Even in shock she was beautiful. Standing up, he smiled at her. "Do you remember who I am?"

Rhonda's eyes scanned him throughly feeling nothing to be wary about. He was undoubtedly tall. Very built. Not at all bad to look at, truth be told. "No, should I?"

"Torvald. Remember from 4th grade?"

Rhonda knew he was tall, but hardly took much notice after that. "Oh, hello, Torvald. Forgive me for not recognizing you. How are you doing?" Spotting the book he was reading, she saw he was half way through it. "All Quiet on the Western Front. Are you enjoying that?"

"Actually yes. I started to take up reading when I was in 10th grade. I love it. Relaxes me. I read between shows."

Hearing him say that, Rhonda smiled. "Oh you act. That's fascinating. Do you enjoy it?"

Torvald shook his head while politely smiling at her. "I don't act. I dance."

The smile on Rhonda's face disappeared the moment he said that word. She suddenly got an image of him on stage dancing, removing his clothes, and her... She did that to Torvald. Her eyes even wider than before, she quickly stammered for an excuse while tripping to get away.

Catching her, Torvald helped her to the bench. "Are you all right?" Rhonda tried to get up again only to trip again. Putting her on the bench a second time, Torvald placed his hands on both sides of her to block her from hurting herself. "Rhonda, I'm not here to embarrass you. I'm glad I saw you because I want to say how sorry I am that happened on stage."

Rhonda covered her face over. "I went through a break up and I didn't think I was that bad until I felt this overwhelming sadness come over me. My friend getting married, and I realized that I lost the guy that I really loved because we couldn't imagine a future together. I was also thinking that no guy will ever truly love me even though I'm not as bad I use to be."

Listening to her weep, Torvald got up to sit next to her. "I know how that is. I was in love with someone. Was with her a couple of years. After some time we couldn't think of our future let alone our present. When we ended it I thought I was fine, but I ended up drinking. Humiliating myself."

"What did you do?"

"Ended up in jail for peeing on a cop car. Not a proud moment."

Hearing the sound of his voice, Rhonda knew he was being honest about his story. "I'm sorry you went through your hard time." Wiping some tears from her face, she needed to ask. "Why did you let me do that to you? Do you let every girl do that?"

Waving his hands out in front of him immediately, Torvald kept shaking his head. "No. Hell no. Any girl who tries to get that way with me, I push them off as best as possible."

"Then why me?"

"I spotted you coming in with your friends. Saw how sexy you looked. I am never one to have those types of fantasies, but when you did that, I couldn't say no." Looking at her with lots of sincerity, Torvald thought that even in tears, she was still beautiful. "I'm sorry that I took advantage of that."

Placing a hand over his, Rhonda kissed his cheek. "Thank you. I appreciate the apology. It helps some, and it still seems you really still aren't a bad guy."

"Hope so. I don't want to do the life of crime type of deal." Seeing her bag a ways from the bench, Torvald got up to grab it to place it next to her. "So how is, Arnold?"

"Married. He married Helga, she's the blonde in our group. Large blue eyes."

"I'm not surprised that he was the first one to get married. Helga is the one that pulled you away from me. She was not fond of us dancing next to her."

"No, she wasn't. After she pulled me away, Helga had us go to the park to watch a movie there. That was a good end to that evening." Feeling uncomfortable again in not knowing what to say, she made the effort to look at her watch. "I should leave. It was nice seeing you again, Torvald."

Torvald had a feeling she would shoot him down. "Can I have your number?"

"Torvald, I'm not that kind of girl."

"I know you aren't. I'm not stupid. I'm also certain you are heading off to some place fancy after the summer is over."

Rhonda considered. "I'm heading to Paris. I want to be a designer."

"Not surprised. I've been saving money up to head there. I've been to Australia. The beaches there are amazing."

Being interested, Rhonda settled down deciding to keep talking to him as the strip club was now a faint memory.

I'm thinking of fast forwarding through all this soon. I know life has dull moments in between, but man I'm becoming a fluffy kitty cat. Only once in a while I can knock down an object in pure defiance or cough up a furball (I know, disgusting) I am mostly feeling like a cat that just wants to fall asleep most of the day. I had no true clue it was going to last this many chapters. How do those high paying authors do it?