My Complete 180°

Its just a big act.

Helga POV

"Love Hilda."

My eyes tracing the texture of the ground so thoroughly. I smile slightly.

"Hel-"

I laugh softly. Then i chuckle so loud that my stomach twisted. His expression was so confused and annoyed that I stopped to smile.

"You really are stupid..." I kick him on the ankle. Harder than expected.

"What the hell!" He rubbed his ankle, whining in pain.

"I was just playing, no way could I like a dense little boy." I walk faster to snicker silently.

"Helga! You fucking prick," his harsh tone only made me chuckle louder.

"Don't tell anyone! NOBODY!!" He grabbed me by my shoulder.

"Let me re-act this." I clear my throat loudly and obnoxious. I pinch his hands so his hands can let go of my shoulders.

" I like you Arikkk, your so cute
And blah blah love love blah love blah." I almost throw up in my mouth.

I change my position to symbolize im another person.

"And your like."

I droop my head down and putt on my hoodie so that it looks sloppy and baggy. Then I put my hands in my pants, and hover into a humpback.

"Yeah yeah whatever, but I like Hilda." I say in a husky and kind of messed up man voice.

I can see him blush in embarrassment. He tries to hit my shoulder but I jump to the side quickly. He almost falls and looks at me scowling.

"Its true, lover boy. You are hopeless." I smirk as I remember him losing his balance a couple of seconds ago.

"So that's how you see me, huh?" Arik laughs. Finally.

We walk towards the bus stop across the street.
"Yes and I will always!! Because when it comes to Helga G Pataki, first impressions are left in stone."
I puff my chest out, proudly.

"What does that mean?" He looks at me serious.

"It means you will always and always will be The guy who stuffs his hands in his pocket and says whatever  as his catchphrase."  I say it as if it was a trailer in a movie.

He stays silent and it feels awkward.
"You know if I was serious about ya know, liking you," I gulp. "And if you wanted to keep your secret about liking Hilda, you should have not said her name." He stays silent.

I scramble to find other words hoping I didn't offend him. "I mean I could be the kind of person who will literally kill a girl if my beloved was thinking of someone else."

"Helga. Maybe I like talking to you that much." He looks at me and smile a little.

Uh-oh. My chest hurts again.

I see the bus, and hitch a ride.

"You live that-a-away." I point at the sketchy neighborhood that I always look at when im bored.

"Yeah. What about you?" He ruffles his hair a little.

"I live over there." The opposite way. I point.

He looks down, "oh. Mind if I ask ya something?"

I look at him and try to think of what he'd want to ask.

"What's your number?"

I wish I never had a chest.

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Author note

I had fun writing this😍😍

Helga is sooo freaking adorable with her acting!

Hopefully she gives her number to him...

Helga: no way!!

Author: WHAT ARE YOU DOING IN MY AUTHORS NOTE!!

Helga: WHAT ABOUT ME AND ARNOL--!

Author: SHUTTTTTTTTTT UP!!!!

Helga: Dont tell me what to d--

*a unexpected sound that sounds like a bat hitting someone on the head*

Author: see ya next chap! 😉😊☕️☕️☕️☕️☕️☕️