(Okay, first of all I want to say that I feel bad skipping from my TJM series to this 7th grade series. I'm sorry, but I will still be making more of the TJM.)

PART 1

Arnold had his hands in his new Jacket as he walked down his street. His parents looked out the door and waved to their 13 year old kid, now on his first day of Junior High. He just smiled and waved back, then continued walking. "Hey Arnold, what's up?" said Gerald. He didn't look that different since 6th grade, only that he had a jacket with 33 on it. "Nothing much, just super excited for our new year." "So am I brother. Hey, notice anything different about me?" "Arnold looked at Gerald from his foot to his head and stopped at his chin. Right there below his mouth was the smallest hair Arnold had ever seen. "Nice beard you got there." "Haha, thanks." They continued down the street. "Okay, the Junior High is right here down Maple Ave, the Wal-Mart is behind it." said Gerald as he looked at his phone. "Oh, it's right there? I thought it was down on Wilkinson." replied Arnold. "No, that's the high school. Man, you okay brother? You seem kinda tired today." said Gerald looking at Arnold suspiciously. "I could barely sleep. What will everyone look like? Will I recognize people when I see them? Will I-", Arnold was interrupted by Gerald waving his hands and saying "Woah bro, chill."

"Everything is going to be fine, you recognized me didn't you?" "Yeah, I guess you're right." Arnold turned to 2nd street and saw the school directly ahead. "Think Helga still has feelings for me after last year?" "Of course man, shes Helga Pataki. Obsessed with you since preschool." "Okay, okay, I get your point." "Think she's still a tomboy?" Gerald asks. "Probably, who knows, maybe she has a mustache now?" Arnold said. They both laugh down the street and continued walking until they had to cross the road. They made it across and opened the door to the Junior High school. He looks around from left to right and thinks, "Wow, this is so not elementary school anymore. He looks to the mid-left and sees a door with the letters "PRINCIPALS OFFICE" written in dark bold font. He looks to his right and pauses. Right there at locker 126 his jaw drops but he quickly puts it back up.

Arnold gazes into the most beautiful girl he has ever seen. She was about his height, 4"10'. She had jeans that were cut to the upper-thigh. Her hair was golden-yellow color and it reached down to her back. She had a purple long-sleeve shirt with blue stripes. She was turned around so he couldn't quite see her face. "Hey, who's the hottie?" asks Gerald. "I don't know. Want me to go ask?" said Arnold. "Oh Arnold, what a player." " Ha-ha. I'm going over there to introduce myself." "Aight' man, try not to get owned." Arnold walks over and touches her on the shoulder. Hey, I'm Arnold. What's your name? She turns around and to Arnold's surprise, he sees Helga G. Pataki.