A/N: My four favorite characters have to be Eugene, Brainy, Helga, and Iggy; don't be surprised if my Hey Arnold fics revolve around them a lot. This is an AU, taking place in the class's years at high school. It's a big leap, yes, and there will be lots of references to junior high that you'll have to take my word for. I've made slight changes to names, nothing drastic, and I've given every kid a last name. (even Robert!)
The difficult thing about my Hey Arnold fics is that two of them will be running basically concurrent: "Still Human," and "Intolerance, Acceptance." Two others ("Thinking with the Heart" and "If You Really Loved Me") occur in the same time-frame as the two main ones.
This one is about a surprising December confession...and I won't give away any more, spoils the story.
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"Thinking with the Heart"
a hey arnold fic by SchizoAuthoress
Why must I be tormented by this crazy love for you? Why must I shadow your steps, reveling in every touch you bestow upon me?
It's because I'm not thinking.
I know that it's impossible for someone as wonderful as you are to love me, but it has been a cherished hope of mine since preschool that you *will*...someday. You're my muse, the subject of my agonized hours of creativity, the unreachable perfection I strive to reach on my sleepless, feverish nights, the golden divinity so close to me in the halls that I cannot touch.
Here we are, tenth graders in our first year at PS 275, and you're still chasing the affections of another. Do you know how much it hurts me? Do you even notice or care?
I cherish every small smile I see on your face, even though you don't smile for me. Because I want to make you happy, I want you to smile in a special way that is reserved just for me.
I love you, I love you, so why can't I tell you so?
It's because I'm afraid.
Afraid that you will reject me, and that rejection would be like an arctic blast to a delicate greenhouse plant, shattering my heart beyond repair. So it is better to simply pretend that you are unaware of my feelings.
Which you very well may be.
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Next Chapter: We'll be going into third person, and the first-person speaker will be revealed.
The difficult thing about my Hey Arnold fics is that two of them will be running basically concurrent: "Still Human," and "Intolerance, Acceptance." Two others ("Thinking with the Heart" and "If You Really Loved Me") occur in the same time-frame as the two main ones.
This one is about a surprising December confession...and I won't give away any more, spoils the story.
*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*
"Thinking with the Heart"
a hey arnold fic by SchizoAuthoress
Why must I be tormented by this crazy love for you? Why must I shadow your steps, reveling in every touch you bestow upon me?
It's because I'm not thinking.
I know that it's impossible for someone as wonderful as you are to love me, but it has been a cherished hope of mine since preschool that you *will*...someday. You're my muse, the subject of my agonized hours of creativity, the unreachable perfection I strive to reach on my sleepless, feverish nights, the golden divinity so close to me in the halls that I cannot touch.
Here we are, tenth graders in our first year at PS 275, and you're still chasing the affections of another. Do you know how much it hurts me? Do you even notice or care?
I cherish every small smile I see on your face, even though you don't smile for me. Because I want to make you happy, I want you to smile in a special way that is reserved just for me.
I love you, I love you, so why can't I tell you so?
It's because I'm afraid.
Afraid that you will reject me, and that rejection would be like an arctic blast to a delicate greenhouse plant, shattering my heart beyond repair. So it is better to simply pretend that you are unaware of my feelings.
Which you very well may be.
****
Next Chapter: We'll be going into third person, and the first-person speaker will be revealed.