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ok, this when they go into 7th grade!
:::the day before school:::
Arnold: (talking on the phone) so Gerald, are you nervous about going into 7th grade?
Gerald: are you kidding? of course! are you nervous?
Arnold: kinda, not very much. the only reason why I'm nervous is because, well, you know!
Gerald: oh yeah, let me guess? Lila!
Arnold: (dreamaly) yeah!
Gerald: when are you going to get over her? you know she doesn't like you like you!
Arnold: but she said there is hope!
Gerald: Arnold, she said that back in 4th grade!
Arnold: yeah, but maybe she still says there is hope?
Gerald: hang on a sec...sorry man, it's time for dinner, I gotta go!
Arnold: see ya Gerald.
Gerald: see ya! (hanging up noise)
Arnold: *sighs* maybe this year if I started playing an instrament she might start to like me like me! (gos downstairs) Grandpa?
Grandpa: yes short man?
Arnold: I want to play an instrament.
Grandpa: ok Arnold. oh I know! you can take the piano!
Arnold:..............I thought you were going to say something weird?
Grandpa: no, I'm going to do that later!
Arnold: hey, I think I do want to take piano, thanks Grandpa! (hugs his Grandpa)
ok, I thought I'd tell you Arnold's new clothes stile, he still wares his same hat of course, he now wares baggy green jeans, the same shoes, and a red and yellow striped tank top.
Grandpa: I'll call the piano teacher and see how much it will cost.
Arnold: ok Grandpa.
:::a hour later:::
Grandpa: Arnold, come in here!
Arnold: (walks into the room) what is it Grandpa?
Grandpa: you'll have to buy your own piano books!
Arnold: ok, I'll go and buy some tomarrow!
Grandpa: your first lesson is tomrrow!
Arnold: what? why so early?
Grandpa: oh, because I figured you'd want to do it as soon as possible!
Arnold: oh, ok! (starts to walk out of the room)
Grandpa: oh and Arnold.
Arnold: what? don't eat raspberries right?
Grandpa:..........yes! (runs into the bathroom)
Arnold: *sighs* oh Grandpa! (smiles and walks up to bed)
:::the next day at school!:::
Arnold: hey Gerald!
Gerald: hey Arnold! (they do that thumb thing)
now Gerald's new clothes stile is almost the same but wit a small change, his shirt is now short sleeved.
Helga: (walks past) hey footballhead, I heard you're taking piano lessons? why are you? did lil' miss perfect ask you to? *laugh histaricly*
Arnold: (frowns) no Helga, I wanted to.
Gerald: (Helga walked off) wow Arnold, you sure let her walk all over you!
Arnold: I know Gerald, but what else can I do?
ok, Helga's new stile is way differant, she now wares very tight black pants, a tight teal long sleeved shirt, flip-flops, and her hair is now in a long down braid, but she still has her bow (it now holds her braid)!
Arnold: (he saw Lila and was shouting to her) Lila! hi!
Lila: hi Arnold! I've missd you ever so much this summer! (she hasn't changed one bit, ick! oh yeah, and neither has her clothes stile)
Arnold: really? I thought you didn't like me like me?
Lila: I don't Arnold, but as freinds, I did ever so miss you!
Arnold: (gets a sad expretion) oh, ok. come on Gerald, lets go find our lockers.
Gerald: ok, so what teachers did you get?
Arnold: ms.Tanton, mr.Saw, mrs.Quabil, mr.Tin, and mr.Vegard. who did you get?
Gerald: mr.Putnam, mrs.Derick, ms.Thady, mr.Tin, and mrs.Matalino. atleast we're in...math together!
Arnold: yeah.
Helga: hey footballhead, I overheard you and tall hair boy talking, and guess what?
Arnold: (with a worried expretion) what?
Helga: I'm in ms.Tanton's class...
Arnold: (thinking) oh no!
Helga: mr.Saw's class...
Arnold: (thinking) oh man!
Helga: mrs.Quabil's class...
Arnold: (thinking) no no no!
Helga: ms. Rahim's class...
Arnold: (thinking) yes!
Helga: and mr.Vergard's class!
Arnold: (his jaw drops) what? thats all but one of my classes?!!?!?
Helga: tuff luck footballhead! *laughs and walks away*
Gerald: mmm mmm mmm, you're in trouble Arnold!
Arnold: (leans against his lock and slides down) *sighs* oh well, maybe she'll stop picking on me this school year!
Gerald: Arnold, are you crazy? that's Helga G. Pataki you're talking about!
Arnold: I guess you're right, I mean she has picked on me sense pre-k! she'll never change!
:::after school:::
Arnold: so Gerald, want to come with me to the store to buy my piano books?
Gerald: I'm sorry Arnold, I can't, I have to watch Timberly tonight.
Arnold: thats ok Gerald.
Gerald: thanks, well I better get going, see ya!
Arnold: see ya. (Gerald walks over to the bus and gets on) *sighs* now who am I going to get to come with me?
Helga: (overhearing him) so, Geraldo ditched you huh?
Arnold: no, he just had to watch Timberly.
Helga: so, do you know what level of piano books to buy footballhead?
Arnold: level?
Helga: yeah, doy! you have to go through several levels Arnoldo! crimany, don't you know anything about pianos footballhead?
Arnold: no, and I suppose you do?
Helga: as a matter of fact I do!
Arnold: how did you find out so much about pianos?
Helga: um...uh...Olga!
Arnold: oh. uh Helga?
Helga: (as she had turned around to leave) what?
Arnold: could you go to the store with me to buy my piano books? I kinda need help finding the right ones!
Helga: (thinking) he wants me to go to the store with him! (talking) why should I footballhead? (thinking) doy, cause he needs your help!
Arnold: cause I need your help, I don't know which books to buy!
Helga: (thinking) I'll do it! I'll do it! (talking) well, since you're that desprate, I'll do it, but don't think I'm doing this because I like you, cause I hate you, I'm just doing this because you're pathetick! (thinking) no, more like the first one!
Arnold: thanks Helga! (gets up and hugs her)
Helga: (thinking) *Helga sigh* he is hugging me!!! (talking) *pushes him away* what are you doing footballhead? trying to kill me?
Arnold: *small laugh* sorry Helga!
:::at the store:::
Arnold: so Helga, what level am I sapossed to get?
Helga: (she grabs 4 books off the shelf) level a! here is the theory book, the solo book, the lesson book, and the technic book!
Arnold: thanks Helga, are these the ones that Olga started with?
Helga: yeah, these are the ones I...I mean Olga started with!
Arnold: Helga...are you sure you learned all that stuff from your sister?
Helga: of course I did! what makes you think that I learned them somewhere else footballhead?
Arnold: oh, its just that you almost said these were the ones YOU started with!
Helga: Helga G. Pataki doesn't play piano Arnold!
Arnold: just wondering! (looks a his watch) oh no, its almost time for my first lesson!
Helga: don't worrie footballhead, what is your piano teachers name?
Arnold: Sharon Mose.
Helga: oh, I know where she lives, just a couple of turns from here and you're there!
Arnold: uh Helga? can you take there?
Helga: I thought you were going to say that!
:::at the piano teacher's house:::
Sharon: hello Helga! who is you freind?
Helga: he is the one here for the piano lesson at 5:30, his name is Arnold.
Sharon: oh yes, Arnold! come over here and sit down on the piano bench and we'll get started!
Arnold: uh, ok. (walks over to the bench and sits down)
Sharon: so, have you played any other instruments Arnold?
Arnold: no...mrs.Mose.
Sharon: just call me Sharon, Arnold. so Helga, how have you been doing?
Helga: uh...just fine!
Sharon: thats good! now Arnold, this note is middle c (she points to a note that was close to the middle)!
Arnold: uh, ok!
she teaches him alot of the basicks, then finally teaches him a short little song in the technic book.
Sharon: good job Arnold! I think you don't need to do this level! it's too easy!
Helga: (her jaw drops) what? he gets to skip level a and go to level b?
Sharon: no, I think he is ready for level 1!
Helga: but, but, but.......*sighs* rrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrr
Arnold: (whispering to Sharon) whats wrong with Helga?
Sharon: (whispering) I think she is jelous.
Arnold: (still whispering) why is she jelous?
Sharon: (whispering) because she didn't get to skip levels a and b.
Arnold: (whispering) she plays piano?
Sharon: (whispering) yes, didn't she tell you?
Arnold: (talking out loud) no!!!
Helga: no what?
Arnold: (he gets up and walks over to Helga) you told me you didn't play piano!
Helga: so?
Arnold: YOU DO!!!
Helga: w-what makes you th-think that footballhead?
Arnold: rrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrr!!!!!!!! Helga, Sharon told me (points at the young piano teacher)!
Helga: ok, I do! Ollgaa made me start, then I started having fun! is it a crime for me, Helga G. Pataki to have fun???
Arnold: (shouting) NO HELGA, IT'S JUST THAT YOU LIED TO ME!
Helga: (also shouting) SO WHAT IS YOUR POINT FOOTBALHEAD?!?!?!!?
Sharon: stop it you two! what is going on?
Helga and Arnold: (yeling) STAY OUT OF THIS!!!
Arnold: (still yelling) WHY DID YOU LIE?
Sharon steps in between them just in time.
Sharon: (shouting) WHAT IS GOING ON??
Arnold: she lied to me!
Helga: well, I didn't want anyone to know I play piano! it's my soft side! (thinking) actully you are Arnold but I just can't ever tell you. well I did once but that didn't work out to well. wait, was my love actully yelling at me? it must be his braty teenageness finally catching up with him! oh no!
Arnold: who cares? everyone else wouldn't! I mean no one cares that Harold's soft side is his stuffed toy!
Helga: well, it's just, he is a scardy cat, and I'm just plain mean!
Arnold: Helga...walk yourself home! (he stomps off through the door and slams it)
Sharon: oooooooooooo, yikes!
Helga: (about to cry) Arnold wait! (runs over to the door and opens it) I'M SORRY!
Arnold was already gone.
Sharon: do you two always have these kind of fights?
Helga: (bawling her eyes out) no! *sniff* he, he doesn't usually get that mad! *sniff* in fact he never does! *sniff* (to herself) oh, why did I have to make him so mad! why why why? *sniff*
Sharon: want me to drive you home? (about to cry herself because she remembered when she was that age her freind doing the same to her)
Helga: (nods her head) *sniff* oh, Sharon, why did I have to do that!
Sharon: do what? it looked like he was the one that had the problem!
Helga: but I lied to him! he hates it when people lie to him, and he is usually very kind and gentle...he never yells at anyone! *sniff* (starts crying harder)
Sharon: Helga, relax. he just is at that age, and so are you!
Helga: I guess you're right. *siffs three times in a row*
Sharon: yes I am, cause the same thing happened to me at that age...(a tear rolls down her face)oh look, we're here! bye!
Helga: bye.
:::at Arnold's house:::
Arnold opens the door, and stomps in.
Arnold: (very angrly) Grandpa, Grandma, I'm home!
Grandpa: whats wrong short man?
Arnold: nothing! absolutly nothing! (stomps into the tv room and flops into the couch, crossing his arms. he was basicly sitting on his back he had scooted low)
Grandpa: Arnold, you never act like that. something is wrong.
Arnold: no there isn't! (the tv remote wasn't working so he threw it on the ground)
Grandpa: sure nothing is wrong.
Arnold: Grandpa, can I be alone for a little bit (he was finally cooling down a little)?
Grandpa: sure Arnold.
the telephone rings as soon as Grandpa is out of the room.
Arnold: (answering the phone) what is it?
Gerald: hey Arnold! you sound differant?
Arnold: yeah, how?
Gerald: you sound mad.
Arnold: (yelling) I'M NOT MAD!
Gerald: ok, geez, you don't have to yell!
Arnold: I'm sorry Gerald, its just, *sighs* Helga lied to me.
Gerald: Helga? you were hanging out with Helga?
Arnold: no, she was just helping me get the right piano books, and to help me get to the piano teachers house.
Gerald: oh. why did she make you so mad?
Arnold: rrrrrrrrrrrr, first she lies to me, then she starts yelling at me, and she told me I was wrong!
Gerald: mm mm mm, what did you do?
Arnold: uh...kinda, walked out and left her there, actully more like, stomped out.
Gerald: Arnold, are you ok? you don't usually get that tweeked?
Arnold: I don't know Gerald, I just feel, mad. I think I 'm going to go think. see ya Gerald.
Gerald: see ya man, and call me when ever you have another temper tantrum, ok man?
Arnold: kay Gerald, I will.
Arnold goes up onto his roof, and starts to think about what had happend.
Arnold: (thinking) why did I have to yell at her like that? man, I got problems. but she lied to me! thats no exuse! did I hear her start to cry after I left? oh well, I guess I'll go practice piano to get that out of my head. wait, I should probably call her and apolagize.
Arnold runs downstairs and calls her.
Helga: hello?
Arnold: hi, uh, it's me, Arnold.
Helga:.........what do you want?
Arnold: I just wanted to say sorry about me getting so mad at you.
Helga: (thinking) oh my love, I knew you would go back to your normal self! *Helga sigh* (talking) oh, I knew you would say that footballhead. and just because I feel like being nice right now, I was just invited to compete in this piano playing contest, and I was wondering if you wanted to compete too?
Arnold: but I thought you said that you were invited, not me?
Helga: yeah, but I could ask them to put you on the contest list and they would do it, it says so on the invite.
Arnold: I guess I'll compete, but I'm not very good yet!
Helga: are you kidding me? you played just one song and passed all the way to level 1!
Arnold: I guess so, but...
Helga: but nothing footballhead! you're going, and you're not going to stop me from making you!
Arnold: thanks Helga, I know you didn't mean to, but you made me feel alot better!
Helga: well don't get used to it footballhead! (hangs up) *Helga sigh*
Arnold: I'll never be able to figuer her out...oh well!
:::two weeks later:::
Sharon: you're doing really well Arnold, now you're on the same level as Helga!
Arnold: she is on level 2 mixed with 3?
Sharon: yes she is!
Arnold: how long has she been playing?
Sharon: 10 weeks.
Arnold: oh! well I better get home so I can practice for the contest in two weeks!
Sharon: you're going to that?
Arnold: yeah, I got an invite!
Sharon: the best piano players in hillwood are going to be there!
Arnold: Helga got one! then she had me get one!
Sharon: oh, that must be the begginers contest!
Arnold: no, it just said "the contest" on it.
Sharon: they must think you guys are really good!
Arnold: (smiles from ear to ear) cool!
:::at Helga's house:::
Helga: (on the phone) Pheebs, I have missed you ssssoooo much! I wish you hadn't had to move!
Pheobe: I miss you too Helga, so what has been happening around there?
Helga: oh, not much! I started playing piano a couple months ago, I still have a secret crush on you know who, he still has a dumb little crush on Liiila, he is starting to kinda act annoying, he started piano 2 weeks ago, there is a piano contest coming...
Pheobe: hey, maybe I could come down for the piano contest! wait, did you say you know who is getting annoying?
Helga: yeah.
Pheobe: how so?
Helga: well, he needed help getting the right piano books so I helped him, then I show him where his and my piano teacher live, then, worst of all, after his piano lesson he found out that I had lied about not playing piano, and he got so mad at me he stomped off and left me there to walk home by myself!
Pheobe: hhhhmmmm, sounds like his almost a teenagerness is making him get a temper.
Helga:...........what happend to my best freind Pheobe, she always sounds technical, and you don't sound very technical!
Pheobe: well Helga, I've changed alot, and you'll see how much when I come to see you in the piano playing contest!
Helga: you're coming???????? YES!!!!! no one, and I mean no one, has beamse my new best freind since you left, it's awful! well, the contest is in 2 weeks.
Pheobe: ok Helga, we'll head over there on sunday!...sorry Helga, have to go, my mom wants me to help in the kitchen, bye!
Helga: bye Pheebs! (hangs up and starts to jump up and down) yes, yes, Pheobe is coming! YES!!!!
:::Arnold's house:::
Arnold: I'm home!
Grandpa: hey short man!
Arnold: I'm going to call Gerald.
Grandpa: you can't.
Arnold: why not?
Grandpa: he is upstairs in your room.
Arnold: oh, ok! (runs upstairs into his room) hi Gerald! *pant pant*
Gerald: hey man, why are you panting?
Arnold: I ran up here. I'm now in Helga's level!
Gerald: you sure are moving along Arnold!
Arnold: I know!
Gerald: soon you're going to be graduating piano lessons!
the telephone rings.
Arnold: hello?
Helga: hi footballhead, is Geraldo there? if he is can you tell him that Pheobe is coming since he likes her so well.
Arnold: yeah, he is here. I'll be right back...(to Gerald) Pheobe is coming to visit!
Gerald's eyes get bigger.
Arnold: *laughs* (into the phone) ok, I'm back.
Helga: what is so funny footballhead?
Arnold: Gerald's eyes looked like they were going to pop out of his head!
Gerald: Pheobe is coming???????? I gotta go Arnold! (runs out the door and trips down the stairs, but he didn't seem to care)
Arnold: *laughing his lungs out* ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha! (he was laughing so hard he fell to the ground and started to roll around)
Helga: Arnold are you ok?
Arnold: (stops laughing and sits up) did you just call me by my name, and ask me if I'm ok?
Helga: (thinking) nice going Helga! (talking) so? (thinking) how could I be more of a spaz?
Arnold: I liked it! so, what song are you going to play at the contest?
Helga: I'm going to be playing Fandango, and Intermezzo! how about you?
Arnold: Mysterious story, and Malaguena!
Helga: you're on level 2 & 3?!?
Arnold: yes.
Helga: I'll be right back. (puts down the phone and walks over to the door and goes out into the hall) AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!! (goes back in) I'm back!
Arnold: I thought I heard a really high pitched squeal on the phone while you were gone, I think we better get off.
Helga: yeah, we better.
Arnold: bye Helga!
Helga: bye footballhead!
Arnold: (hangs up) she is changing.
:::sunday:::
Helga: she said she would be here at three! it's three o' eight!
Gerald: relax, she'll be here!
the door opens and Pheobe walks in with no glasses on just contacts, really long down hair, baggy purple jogging pants, and a baby blue long sleeved shirt that had a picture of a cat and said "I'm not a morning person!" on it.
Pheobe: Helga, you look great!
Helga: so do you Pheobe! (they hug)
Gerald: uh hem!
Pheobe: (looks away from Helga and sees Gerald) Gerald!! (lets go of Helga and walks over to Gerald) Gerald, you haven't changed at all! I'm so glad! (hugs him)
Gerald: *smiles* it's so good to see you!
Pheobe: I know Gerald, it was awful without you guys! especialy you!
Helga looks at Arnold smiling bigger then she ever had since before Pheobe had left.
Arnold: I'm glad to see you're happy!
Pheobe: (stops hugging Gerald and walks over to Arnold) I hear that you eled at Helga?
Arnold: she lied to me.
Pheobe: oh...she didn't tell me that! (shoots Helga a killer glance)
Helga: yeah I did!
Pheobe: oh...well Arnold, you aren't usually that mad.
Arnold: yeah, but I said I was sorry!
Pheobe: oh! ok! (gives Arnold a small hug)
Arnold: uh...Pheobe...why did you do that?
Pheobe: just cause I wanted to!
Arnold: oh...ok!
Pheobe: well...I'm kinda tired, I'm going to go change into my pjs and go to bed!
Helga: but it's only 3:00 p.m.?
Pheobe: when I woke up it was 3:00 A.m.!
Helga Arnold and Gerald: yikes! goodnight Pheebs!
:::at the contest!:::
Arnold: (sees Helga waring a long kind of tight baby blue sparkly long sleeved dress) hey Helga, you look great!
Helga: thanks footballhead, you don't look that bad yourself! (Arnold was wareing a dark dark blue tuxedo) yeah, anyway, hey lets look at the list...there are 30 other kids like us playing!
Arnold: yeah, all the kids' names in order of they are there, are: Jodiann, Kentrell, Krystalee, Ani, Joseph, Danny, Evelyn, me, Amos, Rue, Sharee, you, Zeta, Frankie, Herbert, Jackie, Karla, Quabil, Christi, Rafi, Si, Oswald, Caitlyn, Deli, Denisha, Waite, Buck, Kenrick, Deril, and Bridget.
Person running the contest: now, everone to your seats, we will be having the first group of ten compete, then the next, then the next, and whoever wins out of their group goes to play against the other teams's winners. everyone understand? (everyone nods their head) ok then, the first groups first one to play is...Jodiann
the ones before Arnold in the first group plays then it gets to Arnold, he does really really good, then all the ones in between Arnold and Helga play, then Helga plays and does really well, then the others play until...
Person: now, Bridget (no one could hear her last name because the kid that had played before Brigdet had ran up there and hit the piano keys) come up and play your very beutiful song.
Brigdet walks up there and Arnold gasps because she had a football shaped head also!
Arnold: (shakes Helga) Helga, look!
Helga: well look at that...footballhead found another footballhead! *laughs*
Bridget also had very very long light brown layered hair with a flower in it, a dark green criss-cross spagetti strap shirt, yellow capris, teal tie shoes, and about a million frecles. she had started playing her song, it was a very romantic sounding one called My heart at thy sweet voice (that really is a pretty song, I know because I played it on the piano :)).
Arnold: look Helga, she is on level 4!
Helga: wow, thats very nice footballhead.
Arnold: rrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrr, (to himself) ok, don't get mad, it'll just make things worse!
Helga: hey, that song isn't that bad. (she found herself humming to it)
Person: thank you, now, the winner in the first group is...Arnold! the winner in the second group...Helga! the winner in the last group...Bridget! (Arnold, Helga, and Bridget walk up there to the person) now, Arnold, what song are you going to play...
Arnold: Malaguena!
Person: Helga, how about you?
Helga: Intermezzo.
Person: Bridget, what are you going to play?
Bridget: March Slav! (tosses her hair)
Person: ok. now, go ahead Arnold, play. (Arnold plays his song) Helga, your turn. (Helga plays very very good) Bridget, go ahead! (Bridget plays really really really beutifully) thank you! you will get the results tomarrow in the mail.
everyone beggins to leave.
Grandpa: (runs up there and hugs Arnold) Arnold, you did so well!
Arnold: thanks Grandpa, can you let go of me? I want to go talk to someone!
Grandpa: (lets go of Arnold) sure short man!
Arnold: (walks over to Bridget) hi, you did really well!
Bridget: oh, uh, thank you! you did pretty well yourself Arnold! hey, your head is, my head is, wow! I've never met someone else with a football shaped head! how old are you?
Arnold: I'm 12, how old are you?
Bridget: wow, I'm 14!
Arnold: cool! hey, what school do you go to?
Bridget: P.S. 120!
Arnold: wow, same as me and Helga! you want to go get some icecream?
Bridget: sure I guess! but, I hope you know, I do have a boyfreind, soooo...
Arnold: oh, I figured you would, but I mean, just to get to know you!
Bridget: oh, in that case, I'd love to! so, how old is your freind Helga?
Arnold: oh, she is 12 also.
Bridget: maybe she would like to come? (shouting to Helga across the room) hey Helga! come over here for a sec!
Helga: what is it?
Bridget: Arnold and I were wondering if you wanted to go with us to get some icecream?
Helga: (looks at Arnold who is shaking his head) well, I have other plans! sorry!
Bridget: well, ok then! (looks at Arnold who is smileing from ear to ear) why are you so happy? she couldn't come!
Arnold: thats why!
Bridget: what? you don't like her?
Arnold; no, more like she doesn't like me!
Bridget: well you two were sure chatting up a storm when everyone else was playng!
Arnold: we were? oh yeah, she was just making fun of me and stuff!
Bridget: oh really? *smirks* I'll be right back!
Arnold: ok!
Bridget: (walking up behide Helga) you like him don't you?
Helga: (turns around basicly in shock) what? what are you talking about?
Bridget: Arnold. you like him don't you Helga?
Helga: (thinking) man oh man, what am I going to do? why did she think of that so fast? crimany! (talking) uh, no!
Bridget: really...then why do you pick on him?
Helga: because, he, just makes me want to!
Bridget: well, ok then, see ya! (thinking) she definetly likes him alot!
Arnold: are you ready to go?
Bridget: yep!
:::at the Icecream place:::
Bridget: so, how are your parents?
Arnold: uh...you mean my Gandparents, my really parents aren't alive. they are fine!
Bridget: I'm sorry to here about your parents. my parents are dead too, I live with my grandparents on my mom's side. how about you?
Arnold: dad's side.
Bridget: wow, we have alot in comin!
Arnold: yeah, I guess so!
waitress: what icecream do ya want?
Bridget: hhhhhmmmm...I want...mint chocolate!
Arnold: I'll have...hhhhhmmmm...same, I guess!
Bridget: *giggles* look who is here! (point twords the door)
Arnold: (turns around) HELGA
! I thought she had plans! (sinks down in his seat so Helga can't see him)
Bridget: hi Helga!
Helga: hey Bridget! this is Pheobe my best freind!
Bridget: nice to meet you!
Arnold: (thinking) go away Helga! go away!
Helga: so Bridget, where is Arnoldo?
Bridget: (looks at Arnold shaking his head) right there (points at him)!
Arnold: (thinking) hey, thats not fair!
Helga: hey footballhead, hows it going?
Arnold: just fine...
Helga: thats nice...so Bridget, how old did you say you were?
Bridget: just turned 14 a few days ago! I heard you're 12.
Helga: yep, thats right I'm 12, I turned 12 during the summer! Arnoldo here just turned 12 five days ago himself!
Bridget: wow, Arnold, you didn't tell me that!
Arnold: heh heh, I forgot to!
Helga: when did you turn 14 exactly?
Bridget: a week to be exacte!
Helga: wow. you two look a little alike, you know that?
Arnold: (he looks at Bridget and Bridget looks at him) we do?
Bridget: yeah, we look like we could be a little bit realated! like maybe cousins!
Arnold: yeah, I guess!
Bridget: Helga, Pheobe, sit down! something else Arnold and I have in comin is we both live with our Grandparents!
Arnold: yeah.
Helga: thats weird! you guys have so many thing in comin!
Bridget: yeah, I know!
:::3 hours later:::
Arnold: uh, I better be getting home, ok.
Bridget Helga and Pheobe: bye Arnold! *giggle*
Arnold: *sighs* oh brother!
:::the next day:::
Arnold: (runs downstairs and grabs the mail) did I win? (reads the letter) I won 2nd place!
Grandpa: yay short man, celebrate!
Grandma: (singing of course) "three cheers for the red white and blue..."
Grandpa: Pookie!
Arnold: I'm going to go call Gerald! (runs upstairs and calls him) hey Gerald!
Gerald: hey man! I heard you won 2nd!
Arnold:........how'd you find out?
Gerald: this girl named Bridget called me and told me!
Arnold: BRIDGET??! how did she know your number?????
Gerald: she told me that Helga told her.
Arnold:.........oh, I should have known!
Gerald: she also told me that you and her have alot in comin! like you both have football shaped heads, and both live with your Grandparents.
Arnold: uh Gerald, I have to go, bye! (hangs up) rrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrr.
Gerald: uh, bye!
Arnold: now who am I going to tell?!?!?!?!?!
there was a knock on the front door.
Grandpa: I'll get it! hello?
Bridget: hi! I'm Bridget!
Grandpa: uh, um, hi! Arnolds upstairs in his room!
Bridget: thank you! (runs upstairs)
Grandpa: (to Grandma) Pookie was that who I think it was?
Grandma: I think it was Phil, I think it was! (was she normal? lol!)
:::upstairs:::
Bridget: hi Arnold!
Arnold: hi.
Bridget: whats wrong?
Arnold: oh, nothing, but I can't find anyone to tell that I won 2nd cause you already told everyone!
Bridget: sorry! I was just being nice!
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