Title: Helga's Most Brilliant, Ingenious, Stupendous, Plan EVER!
Genre: This story has everything! It's got romance! It will make you laugh, make you cry. There's adventure and drama! Even a little mystery…. Maybe even MORE than a little…This story is so super duper genius it will make your head spin!
Summary: Helga comes up with an ingenious plan to get Arnold to fall in love with her. What is it and how will it all work out?
Disclaimer: All characters belong to Craig, the lucky guy! Damn him! And if he had any brains in him he'd go ahead and make the next Hey Arnold movie "The Journal" or "The Jungle Movie" or whichever its called…:P
If you want to see Nickelodeon make the next 'Hey Arnold' movie then you have to WRITE (not typed) a letter to: Nickelodeon and tell them how much you LOVE this cartoon!
Anyway, on with the story:D…
Chapter One: Helga's Brilliant, Most Ingenious Plan!
Helga looked over at Arnold longingly. She hated him, yet loved him at the same time. He had a way of being so irritating, getting so under her skin, that he etched himself into her heart like no one else could. He was a disease. He was an oddball, yet captivating. His voice whispered through her ears, trapped inside her head. She could never let him out, whether she wanted to or not. Every bit of him she found bitterly delicious.
This obsession is surely self-destructive, but she didn't want it to end. He was addictive. She needed every piece of him, yet at any closeness she would turn, running. How on earth could she overcome this? This obsession cut in way too deep to try to stop it now.
She bore her eyes into the back of his head with such intensity that she wished it would seep into his brain and the obsession would turn upon him. Surely he should feel something for her? Anything! Had they not shared a few kisses? Oh sure, one was just a play, and they were all forced upon him by her, but shouldn't it have stirred something in his heart!
Helga glared at the back of his head, deeply sure that this was all his fault. It was his fault that his cornflower hair smelled beautifully of summer nights, it was his fault that his cool dazed blue eyes reminded her of stars; sleepy, yet mysterious, it was his fault that he was so caring, so generous. It was ALL HIS FAULT!
"Crimeny!" She burst. The entire class turned to look at her then proceeded to giggle. She fixed them with a deadly glare which ceased them immediately. Only Arnold continued to stare at her in confusion and deep concentration as one would look at a difficult crossword puzzle. This made Helga extremely uncomfortable, the way his eyes searched inquisitively into hers.
"Is it just me, or did someone turn up the temperature?" Helga thought with anxiety as she felt her cheeks grow red and a prickling sensation round her neck.
"Quit starin', football-head!" She snapped. The look was gone. The magic disappeared. He shrugged and obediently turned to face the front.
"How depressing," thought Helga. "When I ask him to go away he obeys, but when I pray to the gods for him to love me I get nadda."
She sighed deeply, rested her chin in her hand, and allowed herself to fall back into her daydreams. She had learned a long time ago that there was no point fighting it.
Arnold stared at the blackboard. However, he wasn't reading a single word on it. He was too distracted. All his mind could focus on were the distant sighs coming from the girl sitting behind him. Helga was strange. Everyone new that. Even she did. She did not fit in with the rest of the girls who attended PS 118. However, within the recent weeks she had been acting more stranger than usual.
"Why?" Arnold thought. "What could possibly be wrong with Helga? She had what most could only dream about. She comes from a reasonably wealthy family, thanks to 'Big Bob's Beeper Emporium'. She has a beautiful older sister willing to do anything to help her out, and a caring, generous best friend. So what on earth could cause her to act so strangely?"
He risked a glance back at her again. She didn't notice. She had her chin resting in her hands and was staring out the window with an expression he could not place. One that he had never seen her wear before.
Arnold at that moment wished he could understand Helga.
However, his thoughts were interrupted as the bell rang, signalling the end of the school day. The class leapt out of their seats and charged for the door. Arnold was at the back of the crowd when he noticed Helga was still seated at her desk with the same expression she had earlier.
Arnold glanced at the door before making his way towards the blonde girl. She didn't notice him standing there until he called her name. This snapped her out of it. Her facial expression changed so suddenly. She looked up at him through her creased brow and a scowl.
"What do you want, Arnoldo?"
Arnold knew he was venturing into dangerous grounds, but he pushed himself on.
"Hey Helga," he said, in what he hoped was a friendly, soothing voice. "I was just wondering if you were okay. You seem pretty distracted today."
"I'm Ever-So super, Arnold!" she quipped in an imitation Lila voice as she began to pack up her things. "Thank you Ever-So much for asking!" She rolled her eyes at him in annoyance.
"Come on Helga, I know something's up. You can tell me." He said, kindly.
"You know nothin' Arnoldo, and if you keep pushin' it you're gonna have a meeting with Ol' Betsy here," She shoved her fist in front of Arnold's face to show she wasn't kidding, then pushed him out of her way and stalked out the door.
Arnold realised he may never understand Helga.
"Arnold, pfft," Helga thought angrily as she made her way home. "What a boob, what an annoying little geek-bait, and yet…" She gazed around anxiously before taking out her beloved locket. "…what a dream boat." She gazed wistfully into his blue eyes.
"Oh, Arnold! Why do you tease me so! Why do you not look into my heart and see the true love-struck girl that I am!" She felt a pang in her heart as she remembered that she had infact already informed her love of her true feelings and look where it got her! Straight back to where she started!
She sighed as she opened her front door and led herself into her bedroom.
"There's got to be some way to get Arnold to notice me," she told herself. "Something so brilliant, so genius, that he can't help but fall in love with me!"
Hmm…but what would make Arnold fall in love with me…?
She snuck into her cupboard, pushed aside her many pink dresses and entered the only place she felt entirely at home; her 'Arnold Shrine'. The perfect place to inspire her new plan!
Helga gazed up at the replica of her football-headed love.
What would make him happy? What does Arnold want more than anything in the world?
Lila? No. She scoffed and rolled her eyes at the thought. As if Lila would ever make him as happy as she could. Helga could certainly buy anything Arnold wanted, but that wouldn't make him love her, it would have to be so much deeper, and more meaningful than that…
Then suddenly the idea hit her. The one thing Arnold doesn't have. The one thing he wants more than anything in the world…
"Helga you're a genius…"
A/N: what? What? WHAT? A new hat perhaps? Maybe. Tune in for the next chapter to find out!
I hope you enjoyed the first chapter of my very first "HEY ARNOLD!" fanfic. I've been writing them for a while, but I didn't have one I really liked enough to post, until now. I think this one is really going somewhere, and I have no idea if anyone else has done something like this. If they have it is completely unintentional. So let me know what you think, REVIEW:D