Random guy walking in the park: Hello!

Other random guy on the street: Why are you so happy?

Random guy #1: Guess!

Random guy #2: A friend of yours just got dumped by their incredibly hot wife and you two are getting married!

Random guy #1: What! No! Where'd you get that idea?

Random guy #2: (sighs) My wife dumped me.

Random guy #1: And she and your friend are getting married?

Random guy #2: Bingo.

Random guy #1: She hot?

Random guy #2: Like the sun.

Random guy #1: Ouch. Well, anyways, I was just on the internet.

Random guy #2: And I should care about this because...?

Random guy #1: I was checking my email, and I noticed an update posted on my favorites.

Random guy #2: (stands up from the bench) No way. You mean...?

Random guy #1: That's right! Chapter five of Helga's Big Secret is posted!

Random guy #2: Awesome!

(Both stands there awkwardly)

Random guy #1: So, aren't you gonna rush home to check it out?

Random guy #2: Can't. My ex took my car in the divorce cuts. I have no way of getting home.

Random guy #1: Wanna ride?

Random guy #2: Hey, thanks! Wait, I don't even know you.

Random guy #1: Who cares? Get in! You've got a chapter to read!

Random guy #2: Alright! Let's go!

Hello fellow posters! I hope you liked my little comedy mini script I came up with. So anyway, I don't have much to say, so here's the random word for the chapter.

Super Santa-licious!

Yes, I'm in the Christmas mood. I can't help it! It's just so exciting! Waking up at like four in the morning due to pure excitement! The looks on people's faces when they see what they got! Oh, I can hardly wait! Anyway, enjoy!

Disclaimer: THERE IS NO WAY IN THE WORLD I OWN HEY ARNOLD!, SO STOP BUGGING ME!

Helga was walking to the bus stop, thinking about the conversation last night with Arnold. He had kept her pink poetry book this whole time! And she had no idea! Sure, she knew that he found it, but she never thought he would have kept it all this time! She just wanted to hug him and kiss him with all she's got, but she knew that even though she told him her secret, it would still be outrageously awkward. She couldn't kiss him now, out of nowhere, with no script to disguise it.

She realized that she felt a strong sense of relief. He knows her deepest, darkest secret now. She didn't have to hide it from him anymore. Well, not completely, anyway. Though there was still the matter of the rest of the class. No. She made a plan, and she's going to stick by it. She couldn't believe she was actually thinking of telling the class then! Everyone would be comepletely baffled. They'd make fun of her like before. That's the reason she was a jerk in the first place. She didn't want to go back to square one.

She continued to think on it as the bus pulled up to the bus stop in front of her. She did feel more free, though. She didn't have to get all comepletely nervous around him all the time. She smiled and relaxed her shoulders as she stepped onto the bus. No kicking or shoving this time. Just walked up the steps and down the isle with the smile seen plain as day on her face. She then stopped at the empty seat next to Phoebe and took a seat.

Phoebe was too curious about her conversation last night to notice Helga's relaxed smile. "So, what happened last night, Helga? What did he want to talk to you about?" She asked.

Helga looked to Phoebe with a soft smile. "I told him." She said.

Phoebe suddenly went wide eyed at her. "You, what! Are you sure that was such a good idea?"

Helga shrugged her shoulders. "He figured it out. I just said enough is enough and answered truthfully."

"Really?"

"Yeah. And you know, I kinda feel better now. I feel great actually. I don't have to comepletely hide it from him anymore. Yet another load taken off of my mind."

Phoebe was still unsure of this. "Does anyone else know?"

Helga's face brightened up even more. "Nope. He promised to keep it secret."

"Well, did you threaten him in any way?"

Helga shook her head. "Not at all. He's a good kid. Now that he knows, there's no need to hurt him anymore."

Phoebe smiled at that. She was proud. Helga has kept control over her fears long enough to reveal her love for someone to that someone. That was the biggest step she took.

And the step Phoebe was hoping she would take.

Meanwhile, Gerald and Arnold were also talking. "So, did you ask her?" Gerald asked.

Arnold turned to him. "Yeah."

"And?"

Arnold looked down. "I can't tell you. I promised I wouldn't tell anyone."

"Aw, come on, Arnold! We're best friends! There's no way I'll tell anybody." He said with pleading eyes.

Arnold gave it a bit of thought. "Promise you wont tell?"

Gerald gives him a grin. "Any secret of yours is a secret of mine."

"Cross your heart?"

"And hope to die."

Arnold took a deep breath in and then let it out. "Okay."

Arnold leaned over in Gerald's ear.

"She likes me." He whispered.

Then he leaned back.

The familiar smirk then played on Gerald's face. "I knew it."

Arnold then looked to him in surprise and disbelief. "What? How?"

Gerald continued to smirk. "While you were busy elsewhere on the playground, I noticed her hiding behind trashcans. I didn't hear what she was talking to herself about, but I also noticed how she looks at you sometimes. As well as how she's nervous when you ask her questions of a certain subject and how she answers to them. I always had a funny feeling she liked you, just wasn't sure if I should have told you then. Man, I can't believe you didn't see it sooner!"

Arnold looked down. "Well, those weren't her exact words."

Gerald turned to him. "What?"

Arnold sighed. "The word she used wasn't like."

"What do you mean?"

"She said that she," Arnold swallowed at this word, "loved me."

Gerald's eyes went wide. "Woah. Helga said that?"

Arnold nodded.

"Man. That's a strong word, Arnold. You think she means it?"

"She sounded serious."

Gerald saw the look on Arnold's face and decided to move on with the subject. "Does anyone else know?"

Arnold was relieved to be moving forward with this conversation. "I think Phoebe does. But other than that, no."

Gerald was still curious about something. "Well, what about you?"

Arnold was confused at this question for he didn't understand. "What?"

"Do you like her?" Gerald explained.

"I don't know, Gerald. I haven't thought about it."

Arnold looked down at his shoes. "She said she'll be nicer, so, maybe."

Then he looked out the window. "Maybe I do."

Class was just fine. Arnold thought about it all through class. Now that he knows how she feels, how does he feel about her? He thought about it through lunch, and the next lesson, all the way up until the last recess of the day.

After the bell rang for recess, everyone headed outside.

Sid poked his head in and called, "You coming, Arnold?"

"Yeah, in a minute, Sid. I gotta take care of something first." Arnold called back as he walked back into the classroom.

He took a package out of his own desk and placed it into Helga's. Then he headed outside.

He paid attention for the remainder of the class. Which was pretty boring to just about everyone.

After the bell rang, dismissing classes, Helga grabbed her books without looking, grabbing the package as well, and shoved them into her bag. Then she ran for the bus.

When she got home, as she unloaded her books, she noticed the plain brown package and opened it. When she saw what was inside, her eyes fluttered as she swooned and held the book close to her.

"Oh, Arnold. You do care."

She swooned again as she fell on her bed. Then she rewrote the page that she tore out awhile ago.

H is for the head I'd like to punt

E is for every time I see the little runt

L is longing for our firstest kiss

G is for how good that longing is

A is for Arnold

As she read her rewritten poetry signature, she remembered back to that day that Arnold found it, back when he didn't suspect her at all. Those were some good times. Hectic, but fun, actually, now that she looked back on it. When she went to put her book of poems away with the others, she tripped over her feet and the book flew out of her hands. When it landed on its spine, it opened to a random page and something slid out from the back. It was an envelope. As she picked up the book, she noticed it and picked it up as well. On one side it read,

To: Helga

From: Arnold

She opened the envelope, curious as to what her beloved had to say to her. Inside was a letter:

Helga,

Sorry about reading your poems aloud awhile back. I didn't know it would affect you so much. Please let me know if you accept my apology. I may not like you the same way you feel about me now, but one day, it just might happen. Don't give up hope. I may not like you like you, but I do like you. Like I said before, your secret's safe with me. Continue to make an effort to be nice like you did yesterday. It may have seemed odd, but I kinda enjoyed the sudden kindness from you that day. Looking back, I remember all of those times you helped me out. You're a good friend, Helga. Don't change.

Your new friend,

Arnold

When she finished reading the letter, Helga held it close to her, swooning once more, twirling, ever so enchanted by his words. Then she tripped and fell, as usual.

"Oh Arnold. He likes me. I'm halfway there. He even told me in his letter. He even said that I'm his friend. What a kind, thoughtful boy."

Then she stood, her hand over her heart. " I, Helga G. Pataki, vow that from this moment on, I will right to whom I have so wronged. Not just to Arnold, my true beloved, but to everyone I have harmed, I will be kinder, nicer, more thoughtful and generous to."

Then she went into her closet and pulled back her clothes, revealing her shrine to Arnold. She gently caressed its cheek. "All for you, my love. Though it may as of yet to be true, I will eventually win you over with my kindness, and you will be mine forever on."

She then walked out of her closet, placed the book up on her shelf, and put the envelope on her bedside table. Then she fell into bed on her back and started kicking her legs over the edge. "Arnold and I are friends. Arnold and I are friends. Arnold and I are friends! Oh, joy! Oh, rapture! Oh, ecstasy!"

She sat up, set the letter aside and took a sip from her glass of water to calm herself down. Then she shut the light off and slipped under her covers. As she set her head down on her pillow and closed her eyes, she snapped them open, only to shut them once more, this time with a warm, sweet smile on her face. Now, she drifted off to sleep, finding her way once again into her Arnold filled fantasies, only this time knowing there's a good chance they may one day come true.

I hope you all liked it!

Now that you were patient enough to read this far, I have a very important question for all of you. I bet you are all wondering if Arnold will fall for Helga or not. Well, I have something written up on that. What I wanna know is how I should post it. Should I post it as more chapters, or a sequal post? This is where you come in. Please post your answers of how I should go about this in your reviews. Which brings me to my next and always last question.

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