Chapter 1

"LOOK HERE THEY COME!" someone squealed in the halls of P.S. High.

A rough looking blonde girl, wearing purple shirt and dark grey beat up beanie, slams her locker, and looks over her shoulder at the commotion forming in the hallway.

"They are so cute," says Nadine, "So perfect for each other!" says a girl, whom the blond girl doesn't know. As everyone squeals, the girl scrunches her unibrow as the sea of people part for P.S. High's voted number one couple.

"Arnold and Lila are adorable together!" squeals some more people in unison.

Arnold's arm is wrapped around Lila's "oh so ever" perfect shoulders. The girl stares at the couple as they pass, her unibrow furrowing deeper. Just then, as Arnold turns to greet his best friend Gerald with their secret handshake, he notices Helga behind him, at her locker. Their eyes meet for a second, both of them blushing, the tough girl jumps back a little from the surprise of him looking so strongly at her. "Helga." whispers Arnold with a slight smile, and a short effortless wave. "Football head." grunts Helga, as she turns and walks away. Arnold starts to raise his arm to reach for her, but is interrupted by Lila's voice chiming in "Arnold, sweetheart, what's wrong? We'll be ever so late for class if we don't hurry!" Arnold looks down at Lila and smiles, "Yeah." He agrees. "Let's go." And they held hands on their way to class.

Helga stormed through the halls, no one daring to get in her way, as she mumbled curses at Lila and Arnold. "What a little witch, taking over him like that! Why, I should just…" Slowly Helga comes to a stop in the now deserted hall, and puts her head down, clutching her books tightly to her chest. "Idiot." she whispers to herself, and wipes away the forming tears from her eyes, takes a deep breath and continues on her way to class.

As Helga arrives to class, she sees Arnold give Lila a quick kiss, as she leaves him, and hurries to her class next-door. Arnold turns to enter the classroom, and sees Helga standing there, an apparent hurt expression on her face. Arnold looks at her with concern, sorrow, and sympathy, as he slowly turns the door knob and enters the room, leaving Helga standing there in shock. Without her knowing tears are forming rapidly, she doesn't realized them until they start wetting her cheeks. Quickly she snaps back into action and wipes them away, taking another deep breath and entering the classroom.

As she opens the door, the bell rings, and she looks into the classroom her heart drops. The only seat open is one in front of Arnold, next to a row of open windows. Helga frantically looked around the room for any other seat, ANYWHERE, but even the ones near Brainy were taken.

"Ms. Pataki, if you could please sit down so I can start my lesson, that would be very helpful," said Ms. Blossom, whose soothing and peaceful personality and cute, delicate looks matched her name. Helga looked at her with a silent plea in her eyes, that she hoped Ms. Blossom would catch, but the clueless smile she was given in return told her she hadn't sensed it. Helga walked over to the empty seat that would sure be the death of her. Arnold, who had been staring out the window, looked up in shock when he saw Helga sit in front of him.

"Helga!" Arnold whispered to her, a smile on his face.

Helga felt her heart both skip and break apart in the same moment, but she didn't show it, she simply let out a grunt and sat down, her back to Arnold.

A cold chill ran down her spine, whether it was from the wind blowing in the open window, or Arnold's presence behind her, she couldn't tell.