Chapter 48
Out of Character

Setting down her shades on a coffee table beside her G laid on the living room couch thinking about what she should do about Arnold, sure he was a nice guy and all, she knew that from the first second she has seen him... but could she love him back? Could she love him again? With both her hands, the girl covered her eyes and massaged her temples.

"Grrrrrrr" said G as she massaged her temples, she sat up and bit down on her tongue, "What the Hell? Why am I even wasting my time with this, I shouldn't even be sitting here considering this. UGH!"

In pure frustration the girl stood up to go, she walked down the hall and as she was turning the corner..

BOOM!

She slammed on to someone.

Two Bodies colliding then bouncing back in two separate paths, Arnold and G sat there, staring at each other, G observed as Arnold cheeks had turned slightly pink, his lips were slightly parted in surprise, she then looked up into his eyes, his eyes had this dreamy look, as if he were lost in some other universe.

G blinked a few times, she could tell that she was over-blinking, but she couldn't help it, she didn't want that look from Arnold, she wanted it to go away.

Arnold bashfully got up and extended his hand to help her up as well. G couldn't help but let a sigh escape, Arnold hasn't changed one bit, he still helped people out of the kindness of his heart, he still tried to make the best out of bad situations, he still fought for fairness, at the moment she could feel her heart shine, accepting his hand she stood up, coming face to face with Arnold, both teens stared at each other lost within each others eyes, it was as if time stopped, then, without warning starting from the pit of her stomach, a dark feeling began to creep back inside reaping all the shine that G felt inside only to come back and claim its rightful place.

Arnold's expression went from love-sick boy to on what can he describe? Fright? G's eyes went from lively to cloudy in just seconds.

G observed Arnold, he had that face, the same expression that Alex would get when he saw her eyes, this was G's Q to turn back around just to go get her shades.

G felt Arnold's presence right behind her as she placed those shades back on, she hated this, what was it with this boy? Why did he always give her so much attention? Why couldn't he just leave her alone?

"I like your eyes"

G turned around to face him, "What?" she asked, did she really just hear him right?

"I like your eyes" repeated Arnold with sincerity, he truly did like them even if they sort of freighted him earlier he kinda liked it, walking smoothly towards her, he raised both of his hands up to her shades and gently took them off.

G looked sternly into his eyes, he was pushing it, but then again, that was sweet.

Arnold looked on, noticing that some of that warmth she had in them earlier began to show.

The girl just stood there baffled, she felt so speechless. "did he just touch my shades?" thought the girl forcibly, she needed an excuse to be angry, there was no way that she was going down that path again.

So she did the only thing she could do, smack her lips in a who cares manner, and grabbed the shades back from his hands, "shut up Football Face, quit trying to get on my good side BuckO, I'm still angry with ya!."

Arnold furrowed his eyebrows and took a step backwards "Did you just call me Buc-ko?" he asked-stuttered

"What? No!" spat G, but that sounds like a good word to call you" breathed the teen in terror.

Arnold cleared his throat "but...'

"oh hey, there you are you two, I've been looking for you!" said an excited Stella, she stood there holding a small box.

"you were?" asked Arnold a bit down, he ruffled his hair, disappointed in himself.

"yes" spoke Stella, I wanted to know if you two would like to join me along to Hillwood Giving?.

G raised an eyebrow, "the what?"

"The Hillwood Giving", repeated Arnold, "it's pretty cool, you should go"

"and by cool, you mean?" asked G as she extended her hands in question.

"just cool" shrugged Arnold.

"o...k..." stated G as she looked at Stella with question.

Stella just stood there staring intensely with thought at Arnold, then making eye contact with G not saying a word

"So?" asked G once again to Stella.

Stella blinked "oh" she laughed "I'm so slow, It's..."

"no Mom, don't tell her, she needs to come and find out for herself" smirked Arnold with his arms crossed, he then leaned against the wall.

G was once again taken aback, what was this? It was like if he was mimicking her? Who the hell did he think he was? Leaning against the wall there... looking cute smirking at her... That was HER thing.

Stella couldn't help but stare at her son once again, since when did her son even act like this? What was going on between these two?

"you know what!" spat G already turning pink from anger "I DON'T CARE"

"Really?" smirked Arnold as he walked closer

"Arnold", angrily gasped Stella, What is wrong with you?

"Yeah, Really, I don't" G began to walk away, she gave Arnold a quick glance, the smirk, the leaning, the crossed arms all gone and replaced by him putting his hands in his pockets staring down at the ground kicking something imaginary.

G looked at the boy, she felt something inside. "was is this? Am I feeling bad for the little football-head" G stopped glancing his direction and continued walking "as if" laughed the girl mentally "I don't do 'feel bad' haha, I got better things to do anyway"

"wait G" spoke up Arnold

G didn't even bother to turn around "What?"

"I'm sorry" he blurred out, "I just didn't want you to miss out, you'll like it"

with her anger vanishing G asked "so tell me what it is" she then turned around to face them with interest.

"I wouldn't want to ruin the surprise" smiled Arnold "It's pretty cool"

"eh, depending your definition of Cool Arnold" stated G with a smirk "you're probably one of those guys who are into the craze think that Justin Beaver is cool?"

"Who?" asked Arnold with an eyebrow up in confusion"

"never mind" sighed G, "Since you wont tell me what it is, and since I don't feel like going anyway, I'm not going" plus I can't keep hanging out with you

5 MINUTES LATER

Arnold being the Gentleman that he is was holding the door open for G to get in.

G rolled her eyes and crossed her arms "I can't. Even. believe I'm going"

A/N: I'm Back... November as promised, bet ya'll going boo haha, yes sorry I have been gone, if I explain why, It'd be longer than this chapter haha all I can do is sum it up to one word Busy ugh... I hope that all of you can forgive me, I will try my best to update.