HELGA'S POV
That afternoon, me and Phoebe decided to go shopping for dresses to wear to the Homecoming dance. Even though there is a possibility of Marley going, I still want to go and at least have fun instead of staying at home and watching tv while eating Cheetos. Me and Phoebe walked over to this dress shop in town that sold dresses for regular school dances and Prom. We both went in and started to look around.
I sighed. "Should I even be wasting my money on this dance? There will be plenty of other dances."
"Aww. Come on, Helga. It'll be fun. Me and Gerald will make sure to include you in everything we do." Phoebe said as she looked around a rack of dresses.
I shrugged then went back to looking. I wasn't sure what color will be good on me.
Then, the door to the store opened and in came Ronda, Sheena and the other girls in our class. Even Marley came in with them. Since when was Marley friends with every girl in our class? I sighed as I tried to avoid making eye contact with them. I slowly scooted over to Phoebe and whispered to her.
"Marley is here."
Phoebe looked over to the group of girls to see Marley.
"I see that. Just don't look at her or talk to her."
I nodded then tried to go back to looking at dresses when I heard Marley calling my name. I looked at her and frowned.
"What?"
I watched as Marley walked over to me.
"I'm surprised to see you here."
I raised my eyebrows in confusion. "Why?"
"Because, you don't have a date so why are you picking out a dress?" She asked.
"I'm going...with Phoebe and Gerald."
Marley started to laugh which caused the other girls to stop looking at dresses and look at us.
"I doubt that Phoebe and Gerald want you to interrupt their whole dance experience. Why don't you just go home?"
"No. I'm staying and i'm going to buy a dress." I seized her up.
"Why? So you can steal Arnold from me?"
The other girls started to ooo. Even Phoebe stopped looking at dresses and now grabbed my arm.
"Helga, just stop." She whispered.
"You should give up, Helga. You had your chance to date Arnold in the past but now he's with me okay? We're going to have a wonderful time at the dance and then we're going back to his place to have an even more wonderful time."
My eyes slowly widen and my heart started to race. What did she mean by that?
Marley smirked. "It seems like that got you to shut up. See you later." She said then gracefully walked back over to the girls.
I sighed then turned away from her.
"What did she mean by 'going back to his place to have an even more wonderful time'?" I asked.
"Well, normally people do the dirty deed on the night of Prom but it seems like Marley and Arnold are going to do it the night of Homecoming." She explained.
I gulped and suddenly felt sick to my stomach.
"N-no. He can't. Me and Arnold..."
Phoebe sighed. "I know. Maybe Marley is lying?"
I shrugged. "Only one way to find out."
***
"Are you and Marley going to have sex?" I asked.
Me and Phoebe quickly left the dress shop right after and headed over to the Yogurt place where the guys said Arnold and Gerald were at.
"What are you talking about, Helga?" Gerald asked.
"Marley told Helga that Arnold and her were going to," Phoebe looked around then whispered, "Have sex," She went back to her normal voice, "At Arnold's place." She finished.
Arnold's eyes widen once he heard the news. "We what?"
"You heard us. So, is it true?" I asked him as I stared at him.
Arnold quickly shook his head. "N-no! Me and Marley didn't plan anything like that at all."
I continued to stare at Arnold then looked away and sighed.
"I knew she was lying." Phoebe said.
"She probably did that to get to you, Helga." Gerald said as he took a bite out of his Yogurt.
"I just...I can't believe I almost believed it." I said.
Arnold stood up and walked up to me. He pulled me into his arms and hugged me.
"Don't worry about her okay? I'll handle her." He said softly.
Without thinking, I pushed Arnold away from me then I turned on my heel and walked out of the shop. Phoebe followed in pursuit.
***
ARNOLD'S POV
"What are you going to do about Marley?" Gerald asked once the girls left.
I slumped back into my seat and shrugged. "I'm going to confront her about what she said to Helga. That wasn't cool of her and I hate seeing Helga all upset like that."
Gerald nodded as he took another bite out of his Yogurt when the Yogurt shop's door opened and in came Marley.
"Speaking of the devil." He whispered.
Marley walked over to us with a smile on her face. She was carrying a bag.
"Hey. I just bought my dress for the dance." She said as she kissed my cheek then sat next to me in the booth.
"What's wrong?" She asked.
"Marley...did you tell Helga that you and me were going to have sex the night of the dance?" I asked, turning towards her.
"Uh...well...maybe."
I sighed. "Marley..."
"I'm sorry! I wanted to let her know you're mine. Besides, what's the big deal anyways? You don't want to do it with me?" She suddenly asked.
"Marley...not on the night of the dance."
Marley then smiled. "Oh. I get it. Doing it the night of the dance is clichéd. Maybe we can do it the next day?"
I shook my head. "Marley...I don't want to have sex with you. EVER."
Marley blinked her eyes as she frowned. "What?"
"I gotta go." I said, squeezing out of the booth then grabbed my bookbag. "I'll see you guys later."
***
I started to walk home when I saw Helga sitting outside on her stoop. I walked up to her stoop and stood in front of her. I waited till she looked at me.
"Hey. Want some company?" I asked.
She shrugged. I took that as a yes. I walked up the stairs and sat next to her.
"Listen, I talked to Marley. She only said those things to you to scare you." I explained.
"Really?" She asked, looking at me.
I nodded.
"So...you two aren't going to have sex?"
I shook my head.
"Why not?"
I smiled then placed my hand ontop of Helga's.
"Because, I want to do it with someone who I really care about."
I stared into Helga's eyes as she stared back into mine. I saw her lips slowly curling into a smile before it quickly disappeared. I watched Helga stand up.
"You should go. I'll see you tomorrow." She said then went inside her house.
I sighed. Marley really messed things up now.
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