Chapter 3

"Man you look stoked about tomorrow don't you Pataki?" Miles has been teasing Helga about the camping trip that she was really excited about all week. "You know that guy over there has been looking and talking about you to his friend for the past half hour and you haven't taken notice or scowl at them or anything." Helga was ignoring Miles the whole day thinking about getting drunk and peeing in the woods like a true woods girl.

"I'm just happy I wont be home for a couple weeks. Bob has been kicking my ass about going to collage and getting a real job. Its really starting to annoying me." Yes sadly Helga still loves a home with her drunk mother and her ass of a father. Its been really hard to move out since everything seems so expensive now and days.

"Well I guess that makes old man is a dick, I think I meet him once and he thought I was your boyfriend. Hahah that was pretty funny, expect for the part he called me a heartless ginger. That pissed me off." Miles went to Helga's house once for a party that bob was having to celebrate his new beepers that are too overpriced. They work like magic but to overpriced. Helga didn't want to go alone so she invited Miles to go with her, they got a little too drunk and taken things a little too far.

"Yeah, yeah lets not talk about that night, you promised you wouldn't talk about that to anyone, anywhere. So lets not bring it up again. Helga was staring out the window of the coffee shop and started to day dream again about the camping trip. It was a bright sunny day, a day switch Helga would love to lay on the grass and write some poetry about the weather, or work, or even her football headed goddess that she swoons over. "I'm going to to go to the back and look for more whipped cream." Just as Helga went to the back a familiar football headed boy came into the coffee shop with his laptop to do some studying before he leaves for the big camping trip. Miles saw Arnold come into the coffee shop and headed toward him with a pen and paper.

"Hey man what can I get you today?" Miles lazily took out this pen and paper and looked at Arnold for a response. Arnold looked up and saw the handsome ginger man, looking back at the menu, he said to Miles.

"Hey man I would like an iced coffee with whipped cream. I know it sounds girly but its so hot in here" Arnold gave Miles the menu and looked back at his laptop.

"Yeah no problem man one iced coffee coming up." As Miles walked to the counter Helga came out of the back with 2 whipped cream bottles. "Hey Helga just in time i need that whipped cream. Theres a guy over there who wanted an iced coffee."Helga looked up in confustion.

"A guy wants an iced coffee. Ha okay here you are ginger." Helga handed over the whipped cream bottle to Miles and set the other one in the mini fridge behind her. While Helga turned around Miles Spray the whipped cream all over Helga. "Hey! What was that for!"Helga yelled loud enough to Catch Arnold`s attention.

"I wonder whats going on over there" Arnold stood up and saw his waiter and a really pretty blond girl having a whipped cream fight. Arnold got kinda annoyed and walked over to see where his coffee is. "Hey man. I was wondering where my coffee was?" Miles stopped flirting with Helga and looked at Arnold.

"Sorry man. This chick detracts me all the time. Don't you Helga?" Arnold eyes went wide to see Helga there covered in whipped cream head to toe. In her short mini skirt and white dress shirt. Her hair down and curly, with chunks of whipped cream in it. Arnold was amazed how beautiful Helga looked. He couldn't help but had his mouth wide open looking at her with wide eyes.

"Its not my fault Miles. You are always picking on me and teasing me." Helga tried to get the whipped cream out of her hair not looking at Arnold. "I'm sorry sir, I have to work with this nut job all the..." Helga looked up to see Arnold there right in front of her mouth dropped and eyes wide. "Arnold?!" Helga's mouth was now open as well and eyes just as wide as Arnold's.

"Well, well, well your the famous Arnold that Helga tells me so much abo..." Miles was interrupted by Helga's foot stepped on Miles foot as hard as she can.

"Well... hi there football head... hehehe what are you doing here?" Helga's voice was shaky and trembling as she spoke to Arnold. Arnold snapped out of his gaze and came back to realty.

"Hi Helga. I wanted a place to study and concentrate. Its the only place in town that you can get some peace and quit you know... and has the best coffee in town." Arnold looked back at his laptop on the table and looked back at Helga. "I didn't know you worked here, when did you start working here?"

Helga looked at the coffee shop counter witch was see though. She was staring at the carrot cake muffin and responded.

"Ive been working here for a year know I think. What is it to you hair boy?" Helga would hit herself in the face if Arnold wasn't looking at it.

"Really Helga? Back to the old nicknames? I thought you would be over that after we graduated." Arnold was upset that Helga didn't change. Her looks may have but Arnold is not the type of boy to think of people just because of their looks. "Well, this was fun, we should hang out again." Miles finished the coffee as Helga and Arnold was talking to each other.

"Okay man that would be 3.50." Miles said out loud so Arnold can hear him. Arnold handed over the money and took the coffee. He headed over to his laptop picked it up and started to walk out the door.

"It was good to see you Helga. Maybe we can do it again." Arnold looked at Helga to see what her response was, hoping it would be a good one.

Helga thought about a response to give him. Thinking if she would be mean would he ever want to see her again, or nice and might actually be able to hang out with him and him wanting to hang out with her...

"Yeah sure football head. Whatever floats your boat. You wont be able to contact me in a couple of days though, I'm going on a trip for a couple weeks. Maybe when I get back we can hang out? That sounds good to you Arnoldo?" In her head she thought that was a perfect response.

"Yeah sure Helga whatever you say." With that Arnold left the coffee shop.