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Disclaimer: I do not own Hey Arnold or its characters.
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Phoebe
Helga and I strode into PS 118, in my arms clutching both our books. As she blabbed on about other people's appearances, my thoughts wandered. She was always complaining about others' attitudes and characters. It was a marvel that someone who could be so judgmental about others, did not once judge herself.
I had never once questioned Helga's personality. I have always thought of it as unique and strong, and that she always dares to speak her mind. But recently, my viewpoint towards Helga's character has changed drastically.
Maybe I have matured. But for whatever reason, I am finding myself objecting to Helga's insults of others. Usually when Helga condemns their outfit or attitude, I would just timidly stand at a corner, refusing to make further comments on the victim or on Helga, mentally and verbally.
But a few days ago, when she rudely criticized Rhonda's expensive dressing, I silently opposed Helga's insults. Rhonda did NOT look like a banana in her $100 yellow dress! In fact, if I were to say anything, I would say Helga was jealous.
She is nothing but an obnoxious "friend" who uses me as a sidekick, to help her carry her books, buys her lunch and drink. She insults practically everyone she meets, so much so that it makes me wonder whether one day, she will turn her back against me as well. It is like being with a time bomb, you will never know when she will "explode".
This is not the only way I have changed recently. Whenever he gives me that charming smile when we cross paths in the school corridors, I feel like melting. Then Helga, like an automated insult machine, will throw some names at him. An example of her all time favorite is "football head". But then, Arnold will take it like a true gentleman and simply greet Helga "good morning."
Oh, how I wish I could tell him my true feelings, but I dare not. I do not even dare to confront Helga about her behavior, let alone reveal to Arnold my feelings towards him. I am afraid. Yes, fearful of rejection, scared that he might not feel the same way as I do, that after I tell him, we might not even be friends anymore.
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How was it? Please give some comments, they will be greatly appreciated! Thanks!
Disclaimer: I do not own Hey Arnold or its characters.
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Phoebe
Helga and I strode into PS 118, in my arms clutching both our books. As she blabbed on about other people's appearances, my thoughts wandered. She was always complaining about others' attitudes and characters. It was a marvel that someone who could be so judgmental about others, did not once judge herself.
I had never once questioned Helga's personality. I have always thought of it as unique and strong, and that she always dares to speak her mind. But recently, my viewpoint towards Helga's character has changed drastically.
Maybe I have matured. But for whatever reason, I am finding myself objecting to Helga's insults of others. Usually when Helga condemns their outfit or attitude, I would just timidly stand at a corner, refusing to make further comments on the victim or on Helga, mentally and verbally.
But a few days ago, when she rudely criticized Rhonda's expensive dressing, I silently opposed Helga's insults. Rhonda did NOT look like a banana in her $100 yellow dress! In fact, if I were to say anything, I would say Helga was jealous.
She is nothing but an obnoxious "friend" who uses me as a sidekick, to help her carry her books, buys her lunch and drink. She insults practically everyone she meets, so much so that it makes me wonder whether one day, she will turn her back against me as well. It is like being with a time bomb, you will never know when she will "explode".
This is not the only way I have changed recently. Whenever he gives me that charming smile when we cross paths in the school corridors, I feel like melting. Then Helga, like an automated insult machine, will throw some names at him. An example of her all time favorite is "football head". But then, Arnold will take it like a true gentleman and simply greet Helga "good morning."
Oh, how I wish I could tell him my true feelings, but I dare not. I do not even dare to confront Helga about her behavior, let alone reveal to Arnold my feelings towards him. I am afraid. Yes, fearful of rejection, scared that he might not feel the same way as I do, that after I tell him, we might not even be friends anymore.
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How was it? Please give some comments, they will be greatly appreciated! Thanks!