Hi All,

This story just refused to leave me alone, so I decided to write it.

It will follow the TV series not the books of Gossip Girl. Apolagies for any grammer or spelling mistakes. I might take a bit liberty when coming to timelines and such. Please bear with me.

I do not Own Gossip Gil or Hey Arnold!

I Hope you enjoy the story. :)

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Hillwood High, right why the hell am I back ?

Oh right "Big" Bob got brought out by some big electronic company. Bob managed to sell the crumbling Beeper chain, for a lot more than it was worth. He sold all but one store in Hillwood and converted it to "Big Bob Electronics", no more beepers, here comes all electric stuff, cellphones, DVD players, laptops computers etc. Anyways, the point was that I was forced back here, Hillwood, the little nothing town that was the world to me for ten years of my young life. The town that had him in it, the boy that was my obsession for most of my life, and I think I might still hold something for him, but that part of me is now buried so deep down that I don't even think I can find it anymore.

There is a sense of nostalgia being back in Hillwood after this long. I walked around town yesterday, ignoring the stack of boxes in the house. Packing just seem so final, I don't think I will be ready, there isn't anything there that I really want to unpack. This isn't home anymore, and the more I learn how nothing has changed, the more I want to leave.

One year, that's how long I will give it, then I will be closer to eighteen and maybe emancipation would be easier. But for now there is nothing for me to do but hope the time will flow, and I can survive this place till I can go back. Back to a place where I felt more home than I had ever been. Yes, I know, I still lived with Bob and Miriam, but it was the other people that made that place home, there is nothing here for me anymore. Not since he left, and not since I became friendless.

It's funny how when looking back that I always blamed myself for what happened. For ending the friendship, for pushing her away, it wasn't until later, when they made me see that the fault did not lie to only me. But that's in the past now, dwelling on it isn't my forte. Anyhow standing across the street from the high school that would become my torment I felt unsure and dare I say it scared.

Me Helga G. Pataki afraid to enter the high school that held all the people I used to torment. Me the previous bully of PS.118 is now dreading the inevitable meeting my previous classmates. There is the hope that they have collectively forgotten about me, and yes I was hopeful.

Hence the most I can do is go hideout in the reception area until the bell and then slip in to class, well that was the plan, how it actually planned out was very different.

I got into school unnoticed as planned, there was enough forms for me to fill till the bell went, but the one thing I seemed to forget was that I didn't know this place. Getting lost was not in my plan, having to knock to go into the classroom was not my plan, finding out that I somehow got Simmons as my homeroom teacher... AAHHHHHHHHHH!

I tried not to stare at him, I tried not to give him my forms, telling him who I was, I tried and failed.

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Mr. Simmons took the paper from the new girl, thinking that she looked familiar, but not many people transfers after the semester had started, so he was quite curious. He took one look at the paper and was shocked, but quickly composed himself. Being the ever nice teacher he asked, "Wold you like to introduce yourself to the class?" smiling to himself as he put the papers onto his table. But there was silence, she was staring at him with defiance, and the scowl that had not made an appearance in years was going to make up for time lost. But Mr. Simmons just carried on smiling at her waiting patiently for her to speak. Yes, nothing has changed much.

"Fine! Helga G. Pataki," As Helga said this, she turned her glare to the class daring them to say something. But the class was as shocked as her, and without waiting for the teacher to say anything, she sulked down between the room to the back where an empty seat lay. There was another seat in front, but Helga was not going to be stared at the whole time, not that it would stop them at the back, but at least they would have to try to be less obvious.

"Well, welcome back to Hillwood Helga, I am sure you would love it here as much as you did back in PS.118, and I am certain that some of your old friends would love to show you around during breaks and lunch time. But now let go to today's assignment..." Mr. Simmons the ever optimist, said while smiling. Helga tuned him out after school work became the main focus again, but she can feel the eyes and whispers in the class directed at her,. Yes, this was going to be a long day for on Helga G. Pataki.

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I mentally snorted to myself, what friends? The only person that was ever my friend was Pheobe, and that boat has sailed a long time ago. There wasn't much to see, really it's not like it can compare to Constance. Why did I not push for the private school uptown? Oh yes, Bob was too cheap to care! He refused to pay for private schooling, saying that maybe public school can stamp out the stuck up high society snot-ass I have become. Oh please! He was the one that pushed me into it in the first place and now he thinks he can do it again. Well you can take a girl out of society, but you can't take the society out of the girl. A year, that's it.

I avoided anyone for the rest of the day, and luckily got paired with someone I didn't know for biology. Rushed home as soon as the last bell rang.

If only they can see me now... They would be disgusted with how I am avoiding the inevitable.

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I left everything behind, like I did five years ago.

The difference being, last time I had nothing left to loose by leaving, and leaving was just the same as staying in a town that had nothing important for me any more.

This time? I am leaving the drama, the glamour, the parties, Constance Billard, Gossip Girl... I am leaving Upper East side New York.

But most of all I am leaving the people that I have come to care for behind. The odd friendship that I have somehow struck with the elite of the Manhattan.

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"Gossip Girl here, your one and only source into the scandalous lives of Manhattan's elite,

Missing:

- One Serena van der Woodsen

It seems that Serena has been shipped off to boarding school. Where? No one is saying. Oh dear me, it seems that she has just hit one too many parties for mommy dearest to turn a blind eye.

Oh we wish you the best where ever you are, and the Upper East side party scene will not be the same without you.

You know you love me.

Xoxo Gossip Girl"

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"Gossip Girl here, your one and only source into the scandalous lives of Manhattan's elite,

Missing:

- One Helga G. Pataki

Not only did we loose one Serena van der Woodsen to some boarding school, we have lost one Helaga G. Pataki.

Big Bob Beeper is no more. One Helga G. Pataki has been forced back to some unknown town. But everyone knows how much Father Bass adored the Constance terror, and how Chuck's female counterpart was loved by the then foursome, so it seems to wonder why they let her go? Well rumour has it she will be back, so ladies enjoy the freedom while you can, and keep watch on your man, you never know when she would be back.

On a side note, the once quintet is now down to three, please no more! Two of our favourite "It" girls have been lost, lets hope the Upper East side will able to fill their presence... Oh I highly doubt it!

You know you love me.

Xoxo Gossip Girl"

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