Its been over 8 years! Yess, My darlings. We've been treating them like kids for TOO long. Some have grown into beautiful young women, and handsome young men. Others...uhh...progressing. Without further delay, Our story begins.
Helga G. Pataki, still remained that fiery girl we've always known. But had her limits. Even if those limits restrained her of spitting spitballs, tripping people "not so accidently", and calling them names. She had a soft spot everyone was aware of. Though the reveal made it somewhat worse but in other times, made a better Helga.Oh! And that unibrow- POOF- gone, eliminated, desinagrated!
Yes, she has sprung from the roots of puberty. By the help of her sister Olga. She slowly makes an approach to connect with her sister, step by step. And it has been going surprisingly well. Go Helga!! But... her "father" and "mother" still seem same old, same old. So tension still stirs in her daily routine.Here she starts her first day in senior year at P.S 118! Seeing her old friends again. She knows it is just a lousy, meaningless, miserable day. But she feels like something different....might happen.
DAY 1
P.S 118
She was wearing her pink crop top with white jogging pants. With matching pink Timberlands to go along with the pink tie she wrapped her hair with. She clipped her hair in the front to make bangs. Which looked surprisingly feminine for her taste. She dyed the end of her hair a gentle brown.Hmm.. Not much of a "welcome back" attire. But it will do.
She grabbed her bookbag and headed out the door. Until she looked back at the so called "parents".
"IM GOING TO SCHOOL!" she yelled, gaining no attention.
She rolled her eyes. Her parents have never acknowledged her presence. Why start now? Why do something I know I won't be reccomened for? She shruggs and rolled her eyes.
Still refocusing on Bob and Miriam.
Bob, sitting on the couch, watching a prerecorded video of the Bears.
Everyone knows they suck! They lose every game. And he has the nerve to ignore me and focus on this CRAP!!
Miriam, meanwhile sitting at the dining room table, sleeping. Her Hennessey half empty.
She wakes up instantly as Bob shouts at the illuminated object.
"Oh Helga dear..*hick* have fun at umm *hick*," a long pause,"there." Miriam let's her head fall back on the table.
Helga scoffs, her family always forgets. Doesn't mater if it was an accident. They always forget. And they wouldn't care. She turns her chin to the door.
"Baby Sister!!" Helga turns at he familiar tone, "Your first day as a SENIOR!" Olga pulls out her phone and snaps a picture unexpectedly.
She squeals in excitement and hugs her tightly, Helga still phased. Rubbing her eyelids.
"Ok geez, let me breath." she exhales.
"ok, OK." she let's go. Then tears formed gently on her cheeks.
"I-its just, you grown up soo much.." she fully starts to sob and whine." I remember when you were so young, you use to wear that bow, an- and now.. You have boobies and look like a queen.." she cries very loudly.
Helga flushes red and turns her confused expression to a scowl of embarrassment.
"Oh CRIMINEY! Im going, bye." Helga turns her heel and waves her hand slight
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My Complete 180°
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