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Hey Arnold: Geraldine Part II

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Post FTI, after The Jungle Movie and after The Patakis!

Hey Arnold: Geraldine

Chapter II: The Hell-Girl

"Okay Arnold stay focused, keep your head clean and play it cool, there's nothing to worry about … except loosing the one girl you have loved most in you'r entire life. Aah cut it out brain, that's not helping at the moment" Arnold spoke to himself in his thoughts. "Maybe I should just talk to Helga, like in the old times walking over and asking her how she feels and If everything is okay?" the football headed boy thought in his big head, as he saw Gerald and Phoebe walking to class like everyone else now. Just Helga stayed at her looker, cause she had dropped her books and was now picking them up again.
"Let me help you Helga!" Arnold offered Helga with a warm smile and in the nicest way he could manage to say as he run over to help her, as fast as he could. "This could be the perfect chance to get in a normal conversation with her" the Boy hoped, as he wanted to pick one of Helga's books up for her.
"Stop it Shrimp, I haven't lost both of my hands in a car crash!" the blond girl shouted at him and pushed his hand rude away from her last book, only to pick it up herself. Before the young teenager could say another word she turned around and head towards the classroom.
"Hell- … ga!" the boy tried to call after her, but she was going way to fast for Arnold to catch her again, before she entered the class.
"There is no way of starting a private conversation with her, when we're surrounded by our classmates, also she seamed to be very angry!" the Boy with the cornflowered hair realised as he also get his books ready and walked into his class.
"Okay here comes another change!" the boy thought and couldn't help but smile as he saw that he would be sitting right next to Helga in class.
"Boy howdy Arnold this really bites, you haven't told me anything from San Lorenzo as we meet at the airport!" Stinky Peterson told his old friend as he greeted him from his seat a few chairs behind Arnold's.
"That's right Arnold, tell us everything of the lousy fashion sense from these natives in the town you lived!" Rhonda Wellington Lloyd grinned a little disgusted, as she observed her fingernails.
"Yeah we all want to know how you cried like a baby, because some big lion attacked you in the jungle!" Harold laughed, while he makes chicken sounds and starts to clap with his arms as if they where wings.
"Lions live in Africa, not in Central America Harold!" Phoebe corrected the fat boy, with a wagging finger, as she shacked her head a bit after his statement.
"Have you seen a Huecuvus down there in the jungles?" Sid glared as he asked Arnold about one of his favorite bad ghosts in the south of the continent with.
"What? No … yes, well guys I'm having my head in the clouds a little bit after all these stress the past days. You know what I'm telling you everything on my back in Hillwood celebration party next weekend!" Arnold managed to say, as he tried not to look to much in Helga's direction. Gerald on the seat next to his best friend just shakes his head as he looked a little worried towards Arnold.
"What's bugging you man, you're not really yourself since you came back? I mean serious Arnold you're back with your whole Family in Hillwood, you're healthy and everything should be fine right now!" the afro-american boy asked his friend with a worried look in his face. Soon Gerald started to shake his head, mumbling his typical uh oh.
"No, come on Arnold I know that look to well, please don't …!" Gerald told his best friend whispering, Arnold in the main time looked a bit confused in Geralds direction.
"Please don't what Gerald?" Arnold asks confused not getting what his friend was talking about at the moment.
"You have a crush on some girl, I know that look!" the boy with the Kid 'n Play-style hair told his friend with a amused smile on his face.
"I'm not crushing on some girl, Gerald!" the football headed boy told his friend serious sounding, as he put his hand over his mouth to cover it up.
"If it's not a girl, you're crushing on me!" Gerald told Arnold, whose eyes wide in shock by that statement.
"Just kidding Arnold, you have to tell me everything about it!" the afro-american boy laughed as he saw the mixed and weird expression on his best friends face.
"Gerald, please slow it down I'm telling you everything, but not just right now, not in school okay!" Arnold holds up his hands in defending position while his friend with the tall hair just nodded in understatement and with a big smile on his face.
Time passed by and Arnold needed all his courage to wait for Helga after school, to get a real chance to talk to her, when nobody was around. He knows to well how odd she could become about her own feelings with other persons around, so he thought it would be best to talk to her alone. It took a few minutes to wait before Helga comes out of school and Arnold silently followed her around the block t make sure nobody else was going to interrupt them in the next conversation.
"Helga wait up!" Arnold shouted, but get no response, so he shouted a little bit louder these time, as he was running after her.
"HELGA WAIT!" he now shouted out of his lungs to see satisfied that she stopped walking.
"What do you want bucko?" she growled irritated, not turning around to face him.
"Helga I wanted to say hallo, invite you to my party the next weekend and I wanted to talk to you …!" Arnold started happily as she had asked him what he wants from her not getting the annoyed wink, that just said out of my way moron.
"Stop it football head. We did break up and we don't wrote each other for years. There is nothing I want to talk to you about and neither do I want to come to your stupid party with your stupid little friends!" Helga told him with very angry voice and then walked away as fast as she could leaving a very sad Arnold behind her, shocked and for a few minutes standing on the sidewalk not moving any limb of his body.
"I … I did write you …!" the football headed boy managed to say after some time passed, but she was already gone by then. "So maybe she didn't get my letters and get upset after I break up with her. Maybe that's why she's so sad and angry, but then again I wrote her on a daily base and she's still living by her parents. When her parents didn't intercept the letters there's no way she didn't get at least one of them!" the lonely boy thought about the small conversation that had just happened slapping his hand against his head in frustration and totally disbelieve.
Chapter 2, hope it didn't took too long for you to wait!
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AHHH!! When is the next one coming out? I can't wait to read it. :iconpervykakashiplz: