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*Monday After School*

"So, how was Dinoland with Geraldo on Saturday?" Helga asked, walking out of school with Phoebe.

She giggled. "It was delightful, Helga. We went on nearly every ride together, and he acquired 3 stuffed animals for me."

"Huh, looks like he gave you a heck of a time, Pheebs. No funny stuff, right?"

"Nothing at all. Although he did give me a goodnight kiss on the cheek." She pinkened at the memory.

"So, I guess you planned this on your 'study dates'?" Helga said, making air quotes around the former.

"Indeed." She smiled. "Oh, Helga?"


"Gerald asked if I wanted to walk home with him, and-"

"Say no more, Pheebs. I'll walk with the football head."

"Thank you, Helga."

"Yeah, yeah. It's no big deal."

* On the other side *

"So, how was your date with Phoebe this Saturday?" Arnold asked as they walked out of the building.

"Absolutely perfect, my good man. We went on almost every ride, not to mention I won 3 stuffed toys for her. And to top it all off, I gave her a goodnight kiss."

"Hey, didn't you say that kisses on the first date weren't allowed?"

"Lip kisses, Arnold. Kisses on the cheek are perfectly allowed."

Arnold rolled his eyes. "Whatever you say, Gerald."

"Here they are now!" Gerald pointed to the two young girls in question.

"Hey Helga!" Arnold called.

"Well, Phoebe, here's the hair-boys now." Helga said as the boys came closer and closer.

"Hello Phoebe." Gerald said, kissing her hand.

She giggled in return.

Helga rolled her eyes. "So are we gonna walk home or watch you two flirt all day?"

"Be quiet Pataki." Gerald grumbled angrily.

"What did you just say, Geraldo?"

"Helga's right, we need to start walking home before we attract attention."

Gerald raised an eyebrow and started walking home with Phoebe.

"See you later Arnold, Pataki."

"Bye Helga!"

Helga turned to look at Arnold, who was staring at his feet for some reason.

"Hey Arnold?"

Arnold looked up. "Yes, Angel?" he covered his mouth in shock of what he just called her.

Why did I just call her that? We went on one date and now I'm acting all goofy around her and I can't control my thoughts. She must be a really good actor or I'm dense bordering on stupid...

He just called me an angel! Oh, Arnold, after years of waiting, stalking and obsessing, you finally return my love...

"Uh...thanks for standing up for me."

"Heh...No problem."

Both started walking home in an awkward silence, not really looking at one another.

"So..." Helga said, trying to break the silence.

"So..." Arnold repeated nervously.

"Look, I'm just gonna say it. Arnold, why the heck did you kiss me? And what was with calling me an Angel earlier?"

"Well...I..and...But... I don't know!"

All hope was crushed for her. "What do you mean, 'I don't know?' You asked me on a date, you kissed me, heck, you even called me an Angel and you brilliant response for all that is 'I don't know?" She shouted with frustration, anger and sadness.

"Helga... I don't know why I did all that. I can't say just felt right to me...and all the's kinda scaring me."

It was silent for a few moments.

"So it's scary to be in love with me?" Helga quietly and sadly interjected.

Arnold paused, trying to find the right words.

"I don't think I'm in love with you."

Arnold knew that the second he said those words, he would forever regret them.

Helga could feel her heart break into a million pieces.

"That's it then." She tried to yell, scream, shout, do something to show how angry she was, but she couldn't. "It's all over now."

..."...what do you mean?" he choked out.

Helga walked away. "My obsession, my locket, the poems, everything...It's over now."



She started running and didn't stop till she was safely in her house, door locked, in her room.

"Helga!", she heard his voice from the window.

"Here's your stupid hat back! Now leave me alone!" she threw down his precious hat down and shut her window, took off her shoes and curled into bed, writing heart-breaking poetry and crying herself to sleep.

Oh S**t. It just got real. I know I made Arnold into a MAJOR jerk that broke her heart. Hope it's not moving too fast.

Yes, I know you're gonna hate me...*dodges flying fruit*...but it's NOT OVER yet. It's going to end happy, trust me.

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