Can I first say, I'm sorry for not uploading in two months. I've been busy with summer classes. And second, I'm sorry this happen to be the shortest chapter.

THANK YOU FOR THE EMAILS. I REALLY APPERCIATE THE KIND WORDS.

However, I am happy that I got this story up. Finally. And I am working on the next part as well.

DISCLAIMER: I DO NOT OWN HEY ARNOLD. I JUST LIKE THE SHOW

Well, enjoy.

"So you like Arnold and he likes you back but you can't do anything about it because Helga still has feelings for him?"

Phoebe stared into Lila's confused brown eyes then dropped her gaze down to Lila's bedroom. A bedroom that looked like it belonged in a Pier One catalog with all the pillows, vases, and miscellaneous decorations. "That's part of it."

Phoebe avoided the leveled look Lila gave her. "I know this might be upsetting to hear but I can't hurt Helga like that-"

"Helga? Helga? Helga?" Lila repeated, moving from her chic computer desk over to the carpet; sitting across from her Phoebe

"She's a good person,"

Lila narrowed her eyes. "Bull."

"I think I liked the old innocent Lila,"

"And the old Lila likes you too, ever so much," She smirked, as Lila continued. "Why are you letting your best friend keep you from dating the guy like?"

"She's liked him for years now. Nine to be exact," Phoebe said. "I only stared liking him a few days ago. Who do you think has more seniority?"

"Um, the one the guy likes?" Lila searched for her eyes. "Which is you."

"I can't,"

"Even as you say it, I know it's tearing you apart," She watched Lila's hand reach for hers. "And what hurts the most, is that poor Arnold think you have absolutely no feelings for him."

Phoebe nodded. It did hurt.

"So what's your plan…avoid Arnold for the reminder of high school?"

She shrugged. "It's sort of working."

"Really? I thought running from your problems only make them bigger?"

"So what do you think I should do? Tell the kid how I feel? Am I supposed to just tell him that I like him and want to date him when my best friend keeps on telling me how much she loves the kid?"

She could tell that Lila had an answer for her. She usually did. But before she could share it, the doorbell rang.

"I'll be right back. This isn't over," Lila warned then rushed out of her room.

Although it did feel good that Lila had left the room, Lila left her with an unsettled mind.

OK. It's clear he likes me and I like him, why can't I be with him? -No. Helga's my best friend, I can't do that to her. Removing her glasses, she buried her eyes in her hand.

And just then, a picture of Arnold flashed before her eyes with his thick blonde hair nestled gently behind his football-shaped head. She wondered how it would feel underneath her fingertips. Was his hair as soft as she imagined? Or softer?

She could see his eyes, calling for hers only to be captured whenever she met them; a pair of eyes so sensitive that it could pierce the thickest of hearts. Eyes that she could spend hours lost in them, if she didn't approach them with caution.

And how could she forget his smile. Part of her would do anything for that smile. Damnit, even now, she was smiling thinking about it.

"So where were we," Lila grinned, reentering the bedroom.

What's she smiling about?

And that's when she noticed Arnold walking right behind her.

"I didn't know you had company," Phoebe stood up. Oh no- He was the last person she needed to see right now.

"Phoebe, I think you and Arnold need to talk," Lila winked then left the room.

Closing the door behind her.

Again, I apologize for being the shortest chapter after a long break. However, I'm going to see if I can get another part uploaded before this week ends.