During her two week long Arnold hiatus, Helga had decided that she needed something more to do with her time. She applied for jobs around town. She didn't want to be home because she hated her house, but at the same time if she were too hang out with her friends she would be forced to talk about Arnold. They say the more you talk about someone the more you fall in love with them. She had talked about Arnold so much and for so long, she knew that if she wasn't going to stop now, she may never be able to. At least with a job she would have to focus herself to a completely different subject.

After about two days of filling out applications, Helga got a job at a fast food restaurant. She went in for orientation completely emotionless. Without Arnold as her muse anymore, she reentered a lethargic kind of state. She said nothing as she was forced to sit through a couple of information videos with three other girls. Although she did not personally know any of the other girls, two of them seemed to be really good friends. The third girl attempted to join in the conversation, every so often turning to Helga to see if she had any input. Helga never said a word. Soon enough they got to leave with their new uniforms. Helga tried as hard as she could to try and seem excited to her supervisor but she failed. She went home with her clothes and schedule for the week.

A couple of days later, Helga sighs as she puts on her uniform and walks in for her first day of training. The girl who is assigned to help her, reminds Helga of a more socially acceptable dirty blonde Lila (she doesn't say things like "Ever so"). On her third day of training Helga stands by the cash register and she looks back into the station where the guys are grilling the food. She gasps loudly at whom she sees, Blythe Bennett. He looks up and sees her staring at him. She waves awkwardly before turning around and returning to look at her register. When the crowd clears up she walks back to the grill. He looks at her and smiles.

"Hmmm" He fakes wondering. "Where do I know you from again?"

"I didn't know that you worked here." Helga says angrily.

A couple of people turn to look at her. One boy stops what he's doing and gives her a quizzical glance. "I didn't even know that you could talk."

Helga rolls her eyes and glares at Blythe. "I still hate your brother."

"Everyone does."

"Get back to work, guys. If you want to talk, at least start cleaning." One of the managers says.

Helga lifts up some trays and puts them on the counter. She takes a spray bottle of some sort of cleaning liquid and she sprays each of the trays, keeping them stacked. She lifts one up and she takes a towel to it, wiping off the surface. She finishes by placing a tray liner on top and restacking it below the counter. She does this for each of them. She faces the grill again, tray in her hand, and fixes her gaze once again on Blythe. "You didn't really forget who I was did you?"

"Haha of course not." He grins. "In fact, me and the guys were just talking about you."

"You better not say anything bad."

"In that case, maybe you should give me something good too say."

"Oh shut up! I did nothing to you!" Helga almost yells.

She goes to grab another tray and she sees a customer approach the cash register. She quickly changes to a smile and takes his order. Out of nervousness, she gets it wrong. The manager tells her to yell back to the grill and have them replace it. She calls out to Blythe and gets him to make the new hamburgers. He hands the new ones to her and she gives them to the customer. She sighs and puts her head to the machine. Blythe leaves an hour before her, along with another kid whom Helga had not been introduced to. The kid asks Blythe if he wants to get food before leaving and her turns to Helga before saying. "No. I don't want food here. I'm positive."

Helga goes the extra hour, shaking with nerves. She had no clue what he would say to Brad, and worse, what she would do if Brad ever came in to order food. When she gets out of work she quickly changes in the bathroom to her normal clothes. She orders food, getting a surprised glance from one of the managers. With her hair up and baggy clothes, Helga was not the most attractive girl. And even though she still did not think she was pretty, her hair down and her tight fitting clothes really helped her out. She looked like a completely different person. She would have had her hair in pigtails but she had somehow forgotten her second hair-tie. She hated single ponytails so down was better than nothing. And at least she was still able to wear her hat.

Anyway, Helga packed her stuff up and she left for her house. She thought all night about what had happened between her and Blythe. Sure he was a jerk to her, and she was a bitch right back, but something about it made her upset. The fact that he wouldn't order from her, and the fact that he actually seemed upset that she was there, made her a bit angry. Sure she was in a fight with his brother, so what. She just didn't understand why she was mean to HIM and was bothered by the fact that they couldn't get along. The good thing that had happened though was that with all of the drama between her and Blythe, she never once thought about Arnold.

I am actually dedicating this chapter to one of my friends. I don't know if he stills reads this so I won't mention a name, but I miss talking to him and I wanted to dedicate this to him! Thanks J.