Unusual Feelings...
Summary: Yet another Depressed!Helga story... but this one is different... her savior is none other than Gerald! ::gasp:: Not a good summaries but I can't write summary worth cheese cows!
Disclaimer: I don't own it...
A/N: I don't know why but this chapter was hard to write and I still don't like it... It's not as dark(?) as the others... Well I wrote most of it in my biology class because we had a free period... 2 out of the 5 kids in my class were absent... so yeah... On to the story! Oh... the POV's will be switching between Helga and Gerald... So this chapter is Gerald's POV... I'll tell you which is which at the beginning...
Silently I watch her rush away from me, into the endless crowd of people. Her only friend Faith stands there looking at me. I stare at her and give a slight nod before heading to my homeroom class.
As I'm walking through the brightly lit hallways I feel eyes burning a hole in my back. Turning my head I see Phoebe and Arnold behind me, staring. Staring like I'm an alien from Mars, like I have grown an extra head. Was it because I talked to Helga, when no one else did? Was it because I created my own path instead of following the one that was laid out? Sighing deeply I stop at my locker.
Turning the combination lock, I feel two people walk up to me. Posters of various rock bands are revealed when I open my locker.
"Why were you talking to her?" the girl demanded.
"Because," I reply as coolly as I can to the short asian girl.
"Trust me G, she is bad news," the foot ball headed boy said before walking away.
"Fuck you," I whisper under my breath and grab my books.
I sit in my usual sit in homeroom and once again I feel like someone is staring at me. Slowly turning, my eyes meet Faith. I could see the confusion in her eyes and the fear of what my motives were. I could almost tell what she was thinking. Wondering what I was planning, wondering if it will cause another problem in Helga's troubled life. Probably thinking about what my intentions are. Are they good, or bad? If only she knew; if only I knew.
Two years ago, if someone were to tell me I would be feeling like this, I would have laughed in their face. Asked them if they were crazy. I guess it shows just how much people change from their childhood. Some change for the better, some for the worst.
Take Arnold for example, he used to be a nice kid and a little dense. Now he is football star with a huge ego. No one really likes him, just hangs out with him to be popular. I still hang at with him, that can't change. We aren't the best friends anymore though, we drifted.
Now take Helga, once school bully. Now quiet withdrawn goth. She writes peotry, which amazed me. Then again what doesn't amaze me when it comes to her? I mean there are so many things about her I never knew. Who would have thought the hardest, coldest girl would write such cool poems, deep poems. There are so many things about her I want to learn, things that could have helped us as kids.
"Gerald?" a voice asks pulling me from my thoughts.
"Yes?" I respond shaking the thoughts from my head.
"The bell rang."
"Thanks Faith," I tell her.
"Look can you meet me by the stairs at lunch today?"
"Sure."
"Thanks, I must take my leave now. Bye!" she said walking out of the room.
Gathering my bag and looking up I notice I only have three minutes to get to my class. Rushing out of the room and back into the crowded hall way. I walk quickly to my class and make it there right before the bell rings.
"Alright class today," my teacher says as I block him out.
Afther what seemed like forever the second period bell rings. Grabbing my backpack I hurry off to my poetry class. As I enter I see her, sitting there, with her blank expression. Her once blonde hair dyed black with red streaks hanging loosely. Her two eye brows and dull dark eyes. Before I know it our eyes are locked on each others. She must have just noticed to because she looks down. A small blush creeping on her face.
Smiling slightly I walk over to her desk and sit in the empty one beside her. She looks over questioning in her eyes. I smile inwardly at the emotion.
"Hey," I say.
"Hi," she replys in her small shy emotionless voice.
"Gerald!" one of my jerky friends call. "What are you doing talking to the freak?"
"Sorry Helga," I mumble ignoring him.
"Yeah whatever," she says sounding angry.
"Yeah I'm gonna go. Bye." I say walking over to my other friends.
Looking back slightly I see her head in her hands. Her hair falling softly on the desk. Turning back to my friends, I ask them what was up. The rest of the class went by fast, along with third and fourth period. Before I know it I'm face to face with Faith.
"Why are you talking to Helga now?" she asked concerned.
"I don't know," I reply.
"Look, I don't know what you are playing at, but if you hurt her in anyway. I swear I will kill you, slowly and painfully," she said in a deadly calm voice that sends shivers down my spine.
"I won't, I guess I feel bad for ditching her. People change right and I left her because she changed."
"Remember what I said," she told me walking off.
Standing from my sitting position I go to find my other friends. If that is what you call them.
A/N: Ok I did not like that chapter at all... I might re-do it... it depends... what do you guys think? Well on to the review thanks...
Professor Rose Thorn: Your review made me really really happy... Which was really good because I was feeling down... Well thanks for the review... I shall give you a chicken!
lilsteves: Alrighty! Thanks for the review, you shall get a monkey!
Brat Child2: Heh, I shall continue! Thanks for the review you shall get a reindeer!
Gwynn: Heh... I will continue the story! Well thanks for the review! You get a bunny!!!
A/N2: Yo! Alright I got reviews! I feel special now! Well review it and I shall love you forever and a day! I must take my leave and work on my other story... Oh and before I go... does this not have enough conversations? I mean I wanted to give it a darker feel that why I use mostly detail... So tell me what you think... Please!
Summary: Yet another Depressed!Helga story... but this one is different... her savior is none other than Gerald! ::gasp:: Not a good summaries but I can't write summary worth cheese cows!
Disclaimer: I don't own it...
A/N: I don't know why but this chapter was hard to write and I still don't like it... It's not as dark(?) as the others... Well I wrote most of it in my biology class because we had a free period... 2 out of the 5 kids in my class were absent... so yeah... On to the story! Oh... the POV's will be switching between Helga and Gerald... So this chapter is Gerald's POV... I'll tell you which is which at the beginning...
Silently I watch her rush away from me, into the endless crowd of people. Her only friend Faith stands there looking at me. I stare at her and give a slight nod before heading to my homeroom class.
As I'm walking through the brightly lit hallways I feel eyes burning a hole in my back. Turning my head I see Phoebe and Arnold behind me, staring. Staring like I'm an alien from Mars, like I have grown an extra head. Was it because I talked to Helga, when no one else did? Was it because I created my own path instead of following the one that was laid out? Sighing deeply I stop at my locker.
Turning the combination lock, I feel two people walk up to me. Posters of various rock bands are revealed when I open my locker.
"Why were you talking to her?" the girl demanded.
"Because," I reply as coolly as I can to the short asian girl.
"Trust me G, she is bad news," the foot ball headed boy said before walking away.
"Fuck you," I whisper under my breath and grab my books.
I sit in my usual sit in homeroom and once again I feel like someone is staring at me. Slowly turning, my eyes meet Faith. I could see the confusion in her eyes and the fear of what my motives were. I could almost tell what she was thinking. Wondering what I was planning, wondering if it will cause another problem in Helga's troubled life. Probably thinking about what my intentions are. Are they good, or bad? If only she knew; if only I knew.
Two years ago, if someone were to tell me I would be feeling like this, I would have laughed in their face. Asked them if they were crazy. I guess it shows just how much people change from their childhood. Some change for the better, some for the worst.
Take Arnold for example, he used to be a nice kid and a little dense. Now he is football star with a huge ego. No one really likes him, just hangs out with him to be popular. I still hang at with him, that can't change. We aren't the best friends anymore though, we drifted.
Now take Helga, once school bully. Now quiet withdrawn goth. She writes peotry, which amazed me. Then again what doesn't amaze me when it comes to her? I mean there are so many things about her I never knew. Who would have thought the hardest, coldest girl would write such cool poems, deep poems. There are so many things about her I want to learn, things that could have helped us as kids.
"Gerald?" a voice asks pulling me from my thoughts.
"Yes?" I respond shaking the thoughts from my head.
"The bell rang."
"Thanks Faith," I tell her.
"Look can you meet me by the stairs at lunch today?"
"Sure."
"Thanks, I must take my leave now. Bye!" she said walking out of the room.
Gathering my bag and looking up I notice I only have three minutes to get to my class. Rushing out of the room and back into the crowded hall way. I walk quickly to my class and make it there right before the bell rings.
"Alright class today," my teacher says as I block him out.
Afther what seemed like forever the second period bell rings. Grabbing my backpack I hurry off to my poetry class. As I enter I see her, sitting there, with her blank expression. Her once blonde hair dyed black with red streaks hanging loosely. Her two eye brows and dull dark eyes. Before I know it our eyes are locked on each others. She must have just noticed to because she looks down. A small blush creeping on her face.
Smiling slightly I walk over to her desk and sit in the empty one beside her. She looks over questioning in her eyes. I smile inwardly at the emotion.
"Hey," I say.
"Hi," she replys in her small shy emotionless voice.
"Gerald!" one of my jerky friends call. "What are you doing talking to the freak?"
"Sorry Helga," I mumble ignoring him.
"Yeah whatever," she says sounding angry.
"Yeah I'm gonna go. Bye." I say walking over to my other friends.
Looking back slightly I see her head in her hands. Her hair falling softly on the desk. Turning back to my friends, I ask them what was up. The rest of the class went by fast, along with third and fourth period. Before I know it I'm face to face with Faith.
"Why are you talking to Helga now?" she asked concerned.
"I don't know," I reply.
"Look, I don't know what you are playing at, but if you hurt her in anyway. I swear I will kill you, slowly and painfully," she said in a deadly calm voice that sends shivers down my spine.
"I won't, I guess I feel bad for ditching her. People change right and I left her because she changed."
"Remember what I said," she told me walking off.
Standing from my sitting position I go to find my other friends. If that is what you call them.
A/N: Ok I did not like that chapter at all... I might re-do it... it depends... what do you guys think? Well on to the review thanks...
Professor Rose Thorn: Your review made me really really happy... Which was really good because I was feeling down... Well thanks for the review... I shall give you a chicken!
lilsteves: Alrighty! Thanks for the review, you shall get a monkey!
Brat Child2: Heh, I shall continue! Thanks for the review you shall get a reindeer!
Gwynn: Heh... I will continue the story! Well thanks for the review! You get a bunny!!!
A/N2: Yo! Alright I got reviews! I feel special now! Well review it and I shall love you forever and a day! I must take my leave and work on my other story... Oh and before I go... does this not have enough conversations? I mean I wanted to give it a darker feel that why I use mostly detail... So tell me what you think... Please!