Helga's Astronomical Expectation

Warning: I don't own any of these characters from HEY ARNOLD, if I did I would be rich, but I am poor and writing fanfic.

The last day of elementary school for the PS 118 crew. They have finally completed the sixth grade and are on their way to middle school ( I think their school goes up to sixth, but I am not sure anyways.)

"Finally, man, we are done with this school! Can you believe it?" Gerald said. He kicked his feet up on the desk and reclined. "Onto middle school. Dates! Sports teams! Having more then one teacher! Man that is going to be the life, no more sittin' in the same ole' dumb classroom all day!"

"Gee Gerald, you sound really excited." Arnold said with a chuckle.

"I am Arnold! Aren't you?" Gerald asked as he dreamed of being the star quarterback for their in middle school, Smithy Junior High, just a few blocks away.

"I don't know, going to miss this places and everyone." Arnold said.

"Man, Arnold, everyone is going there, why you tripping?" Gerald said. Arnold laughed and smiled.

"I guess you are right." Arnold said. He started to think of Junior High, it would be great to meet new people and all. Plus he might not be called "shortman" anymore. He got that dazed look on his face and started to daydream of the future at Smithy.

"Psh, Arnoldo is dreaming off again, what a loser!" Helga said to herself in a bitter tone, " Most likely dreaming of saving a bus of full of old ladies falling of a cliff, hmph what a chump,…….yet……….yet" Helga looked down at her locket she had pulled out of her dress and sighed. "Yet, I have to be with out you from now on….Oh what twist of fate made my parents decide to send me to Camwood Girls Junior High School? A private school, no less, in San Francisco? "

~*~*FLASHBACK!*~*~

"MIRIAM! SHE IS DOING IT AGAIN!" Bob yelled through the house.

"Doing what?" Helga growled at her dad.

"Being all crabby and barking around, geez every month, it's the same thing!" Bob yelled. He stormed off in search of his wife.

"What do you mean? I have always been like this!" Helga snapped back and took on chase. She followed Bob into the kitchen where they found Miriam trying to cook dinner, but burning everything in the process.

"What is it you guys, can't you see, I am like, busy." Miriam said. Bob took one look at the Mac n' Cheese burning into a black lump in the pot and decided Miriam had done enough cooking for one day.

"Listen, we need to do something about her! She is always complaining about everything, and asking for new clothes. Why can't she be more like Olga!?" Bob screamed, Helga scowled.

"Bob, I mean come on, she is going through puberty. She is just on her period and she needs new clothes cause she is growing. What do you want me to do?" Miriam said halfhearted and took a swig from her smoothie.

"What? Puberty? Oh no!" Bob cried out.

"Geez I love you too Dad. " Helga said sarcastically and shoots him a glare. Bob shivered at the tone of her voice. She had become even bitterer lately and the worst part was she wouldn't shut up and go to her room, she seem to like to hang around and give him headaches.

"Well now, Olga did say she found a great Junior High near where she lives now." Miriam said. Bob raised his eyebrow.

"You mean all the way out in California?" Bob said. Helga's eyes popped out.

"No, there is no way I am going to California to live with Olga! I like it here!" Helga said. Which was a half-truth, she hated "here" , and she only liked someone who was "here".

"Well Helga now. Maybe just for a year or two while you are becoming a woman. And I mean come on, you never get to see Olga as much as she wants to see you." Miriam said taking another sip of her smoothie and leaning on Bob.

"Hey Kid, it'll be good for you." Bob said.

~*~End of Flashback~*~

"Helga?" Phoebe asked as her best friend spaced out. Helga snapped back to reality and hid the locket in her dress. Phoebe smiled; Helga was so cute when she tried to hide her crush.

"What's up Pheebs? " Helga said and put on her hard girl image and folded her arms. She liked feeling powerful and with a best friend like Phoebe, your ego can get mighty big sometimes. Phoebe just smiled at this, knowing Helga was soft as a kitten on the inside.

"You seem troubled Helga, what's wrong?" Phoebe asked. She sat down beside Helga and gave a smile that reassured Helga that everything would be okay. Helga frowned at this; she was going to miss Phoebe. She hadn't old Phoebe yet. She wasn't sure why, but she felt Phoebe jus might not care. But Phoebe was like the others she would care.

"Phoebe, I gotta tell you something." Helga said. Her voice was deep and serious. Phoebe was confused, it didn't sound confident like most words of Helga, and she actually sounded worried.

"Well, what seems to be that matter Helga? You have gone all day without hitting anyone, even Brainy, are you alright?" Phoebe said. Helga shook her head; she needed to control that hitting thing harder if people were worried when she didn't beam someone.

"Phoebe, I am not going to Smithy like everyone else." Helga said. Phoebe looked at her strangely.

"Did you get into that middle school across town or something?" Phoebe asked. Helga nodded a "no".

"Phoebe, I am leaving. My parents are sending me away to live with Olga in California. It came all of a sudden last week, but ever since then they have committed to it. Olga is all excited because she thinks it'll be like having her own child, since she wants a baby soon." Helga said. Phoebe's jaw dropped. Helga was leaving? Sure Helga wasn't the most affectionate friend like Lila, but she a true friend. She stood up for Phoebe whenever someone picked on her and she always supported her in all her talents.

"Helga, this can't be, they wouldn't send you away just like that." Phoebe said.

"Yeah they can Pheebs, they were never that crazy about me being there. Bob finally got feed up and is shipping me off." Helga said. Phoebe started to burst into tears.

"But they can't let you go! They just can't" Phoebe yelled and ran out of the room crying. Everyone turned and starred at Helga. Gerald took off out of the room in hopes of catching up with Phoebe.

"What did you do now Helga?" Rhonda glared down at Helga. Helga went to open her mouth but the verbal assault continued.

"Gee Helga, can't you even be nice to your best friend?" Stinky said in a bitter down and turned his back to Helga.

"Yeah, what Phoebe ever does to you?" Sid chanted in. Soon the whole class, with the exception of Arnold was yelling at Helga. She couldn't keep the tough girl image up; she felt the pain of being unwanted start to creep over her. She bit her lip hard to keep from crying, a few salty tears escaped from her eyes.

"Look! BIG OLE' HELGA IS CRYING LIKE A BABY! CRY BABY!" Harold yelled out in his annoying mocking tone. He hadn't matured a day since the third grade. At This Helga grabbed her bag and made her way out of the room. Arnold sat there shocked, he was confused about what to do. Sure Helga made Phoebe cry, but they don't know they reason yet. It was still not right to make Helga cry. He watched in horror as Helga was pushed and insulted the entire way to the front of the class. Once out of the sea of angry pre-teens, she made a dash for the door. Arnold thought it was best to go after her, it was only the right thing to do since he sat back and did nothing so far.

"Gotta go Ms.Cussler!" Arnold yelled as he ran pass the teacher's desk. She lifted her head from her arms; she had fallen asleep a little while okay.

"Huh? What? Oh bye Arnold." She said in a daze. She is a brand new teacher fresh out of college, she was really lazy and slacker teacher. She hardly had control over the class so most of the time she fell asleep or read the newspaper.  She folded her arms on the desk and put her head back down.

Arnold look down the right side of the hall, he heard a girl crying and followed the sound around the corner to find Phoebe and Gerald talking. Phoebe was still crying, but not as hard as before.

"Phoebe, are you alright?" Arnold asked. Phoebe sniffled as her only reply to his question.

"Arnold, Helga wasn't being mean, Phoebe just found out that Helga is moving to California. That's why she is crying." Gerald said. Phoebe leaned into him and started to cry on his shoulder. Gerald gave Arnold the "she needs privacy look" and Arnold nodded and ran back the other way down the hall. Now that he knew Helga wasn't to blame, she must feel awful having everyone yelling at her. He reached the front of the school and saw a pink bow just getting onto a bus.

"HELGA!" Arnold yelled out and made a mad dash for the bus. The doors slammed in front of him, the bus pulled out, splashing a puddle all over Arnold. He looked up to see Helga's heartbreaking expression in the window looking down at him. He couldn't take his eyes away from her as the bus pulled out. He shook himself off like a dog to get rid of some of the water and then took up chase of the bus. He was able to catch up with it since he was a pretty fast kid. He look to see Helga was just watching him run, just starring at him. He wondered why she wasn't scowling at him or turning away. She suddenly got a worried look on her face, what was she thinking. Just then Arnold found out as he slammed top speed into a light post. The whole world went black; the only thing that lingered in Arnold's mind was Helga's distressing face in the bus window. This was the last time Arnold would see Helga till a few years later. Her plane to the golden coast left that night, no one at PS 118, not even Phoebe, said goodbye.

So what do ya think? My first HA fic, so it's not that great. Oh well, next chapter up soon.