The Result of Boredom Part 11? !2? I've lost count...

Helga's First BF-The Introduction It was a December evening a few years back and Helga had decided to go to a church function with 2 of her BFFs, which is this case stands for “Best Friends Forever”. Her 2 friends, Ariel and Fontina, were more outgoing than Helga, but one area in which Helga had them beat in the outgoingness category was dancing. Helga loved to dance, and it didn’t matter what kind of music she listened to or who was watching, Helga knew how to shake what her momma gave her, which was incidentally a rather round posterior. She always had herself a good time when she was able to get her groove on. So imagine Helga’s excitement when she found out that the afore mentioned church function turned out to be a night full of dancing instruction and activity! “Sweetness squared!” Thought Helga, which for those of you who are not as hip as Helga was, is a phrase used to not only mean “awesome”, but rather “totally awesome!” They were to be paired off with a member of the opposite sex, as is customary when one is instructed in dancing. This made Helga a little nervous at first, because as has been seen in chapters past, her success rate with boys was not highly favorable. But despite this fact, Helga would not be thwarted and would indeed bust ‘a’ move that night, even if it meant she would have to dance with a handful of fellas that she didn't know. They had to rotate partners every few minutes, and Helga said ‘hello’ and ‘good-bye’ to a few young men and didn’t think much of them, except for one young man. His name was Javier, and Helga's first impression, a term meaning her initial judgement based 50% on his looks and 50% on his character, was that he was quite a nice fellow. Little did Helga know, that her friends had also been paying particular attention to this young lad and the interaction that Helga and Javier had. Later that evening, when the activity had ended and they were returning to their homes, Ariel and Fontina reported to Helga that they were very pleased with what they saw when she and Javier had danced. They spent no time beating around the bush, and boldly proclaimed their personal beliefs that Helga and Javier should fall in love. It is likely that Helga initially thought the idea of falling in love with someone was preposterous, seeing as how the idea of even going on a "normal" date was somewhat questionable, considering her history, but Helga would be surprised at the upcoming events in her life. Javier would be Helga’s very first, real live, bf, a term that does not mean “beef finder”. It also does not mean “box fixer,” because I’m sure one of you out there may have thought that. No, no, Javier would be Helga’s first ever “bf” or boy friend. (For those of you that worried this day may never come for Helga feel free to insert the “Hallelujah Chorus” right now.) I should give you a head’s up, a term which means to inform or make someone aware of a certain situation, that this part of their relationship would take quite some time to develop, 2 whole years to be precise, therefore, this story is not one that will be told quickly. In fact, it is one that I as the writer feel may be far trickier than any others written thus far. You see, Helga and Javier began as friends, as is the case for many a couple, but they took a long and windy road to the final destination of dating. I'm not sure how many chapters this story will take to be told, but I will do my darndest to make sure that I include the most important details. I am quite close with Helga, in fact I almost feel a part of her, and I happen to know that her thoughts and feelings of Javier were quite deep at times, and to the best of my knowledge, those thoughts and feelings were reciprocated. Though that was the case, it's a bit of a bummer for me to have to let you know that things did not end up working out for Helga and Javier. I won't get into that part of it yet, because I promise there are some good and happy times that need to be shared first. So without further ado, I would like to quote one of Helga's favorite hip-hoppin' groups to boogie down to and say "Let's Get it Started."