Disclaimer: I don't own Hey Arnold. Tear...
She watched him. When she noticed his eyes on her, she pretended to be interested in the dust motes fluttering through the light coming from the windows. She always pretended. When they were with their friends she pretended to hate him. She couldn't get too close. To be close to him and knowing he loved another would hurt too much. Getting close would ruin everything. It was better to pretend. It was always better to pretend.