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: Oh crap, this chapter is result of a stupid convo in my Acting class that pissed me off. So that is why the chapter is so angry and hateful. Well kinda...
It's stange how one's feelings can change so quickly about someone. I've loved, well liked Arnold since the day we met, now I hate him. I've hated Gerald from the start, but why do I feel attracted to him now.
Could it be because he stood up for me just now? Maybe he's brainwashed me, just like Arnold did. He'll probably end up hurting me, breaking down my walls only to cause pain and despair. Or maybe I should try and trust him alittle bit, maybe find out what he is up to.
"I'm so confused," I whisper to myself as the five minute bell rings.
Slowly, but steady the class fills in and the room is full of gossip and talks about boy bands. The teacher looks up at the class, shaking his head slightly, he let's them talk. I catch little snipplets of the conversations that are going on, but I don't care. I pull out my notebook and begin to draw.
The bell rings and I pack my stuff up and leave the class in a hurry. I love my first period class, acting. I love acting, my one passion well besides writing poetry. Smiling slightly I enter the class and sit toward the back, away from everyone else. Plus no one wants the little goth chick sitting next to them, they would probably move away from me. Act like I have a deadly diease that they will catch if they come close.
Sighly sadly as the bell rings, my perky teacher hops into the room.
"Class, we are going to watch a movie today!" she says in her cheery voice. "Like always if you don't want to watch the movie you can sleep!"
The class smiles at that comment, and most of them put their heads down. She starts the movie and turns off the light. The room is dark, almost pitch black, the little window of the portable door is covered by paper allowing not much light to get in.
'Dark just like I like it,' I think to myself, frowning. 'God, I am a weird little freak.'
Sighing softly I lay my head down on the desk and drift off into a light sleep. Waking up everytime I hear a slightest noice, or when I feel the people's eyes on me. Then again no one ever looks at me in this class, unless I'm performing. The bell rings and the class hurries out of the room.
Walking alone down the hall isn't new to me. I've done it most of my life, just like walking alone to school, walking home alone. I used to always do everything alone, that was before Faith, but I know if I didn't have Faith than I would be alone right now. No one would spare a quick glance in my direction; not even to glare.
As I walk into the class I feel the fimilar feeling someone is watching me. I give my self three guesses who and the first two don't count. Looking up I am met with the eyes of Gerald, which are always full of emotion. Either anger, concern, trust, happiness, so many that you can never tell all of them.
I walk to the back of the room and sit in my usual spot, away from everyone else. The bell rings and my teacher walks into the room. He has the biggest smile on his face.
"He's plotting something," I say to myself, "or he got laid last night."
"Alright class, we have a buddy project!" he exclaims.
Most of the class groans and I know they are silently praying not to get paired with me. Besides most of the kids in here took the class for an easy credit.
"...assigned partners," I hear as I listen to him.
"Great," I mumble to myself.
"Alright partners are..." he starts to name off the people working together. "Helga, and Gerald."
"Oh yay," I whisper.
I look up at him and see a slight smile. He looks over and I force a smile out.
"Why is it always me?" I say silently.
The rest of my classes fly by and before I know it I'm outside with Faith. We walk over to the bus, and settle down in a seat toward the front. I know she knows why we are riding the bus now instead of blading, but she doesn't say anything and I don't either.
"So what are we doing after school?" she asks in her cheery voice.
"I don't know, depends." I respond staring out the window.
"We can go to the mall," she says.
"Yeah," I say. "We can go to the mall, then catch a movie."
"Are you serious?" she asks.
"Yeah."
"Ok."
The bus pulls up to our stop and we exit the bus. I head toward my house and Faith heads to hers. I'm staring at the cracks in the sidewalk as I head home, I hear footsteps behind me. Turning I see them following me. I start to walk faster, knowing what they were gonna do. I see the evil grins on their faces and I could feel the hate rolling off them. It's a little scary.
They catch up to me and push me into a alley. I can see the evil glint in their eyes, and I shudder. I curse myself for becoming so scared, so worried. Arnold pushes me up against the brick wall. Pheobe comes up to me, I can see the hate in her eyes. I can taste the hate in the air, you could cut the tension with a knife.
Suddently I feel a slight tinge on my left cheek. The bitch slapped me, there is no way she's gonna get away with that. I struggle to break free, but Arnolds grip is strong. I'm kicking and punching out.
"We told you to stay away, but you didn't listen." Phoebe snarled.
"What the fuck are you talking about? I told him to leave me alone." I said just as harshly.
"Fuck you, we are gonna teach you a little lesson now. You can't mess with one of our friends. You are just a little freak," Arnold said in a cold voice.
"Fuck off, I don't need you telling me shit. Just leave me alone and if your little friend wants to talk to me so be it," I say angry.
Suddently a fist hits the side of my mouth. This time coming from Arnold, Phoebe standing there laughing. Both of them take turns hitting me and kicking me.
"You two stop it," I hear called from behind them.
"What do YOU want?" They ask.
"Leave her alone, you fuckers. This is my fight not hers." the voice says.
"Gerald go the fuck away, you have nothing to do with this."
"Yes I fucking do, it's my fault. Now leave her the fuck alone."
"Shut up and leave."
"Would you like me to tell Faith about this? She is friends with Wolfgang and all the others you know? I'm sure they would be happy to help Helga out."
"Fuck you," they spit at him. "Well be back later Helga, this ain't over."
The two walk away glaring and muttering under their breaths.
"Oh and Gerald, you're dead tomorrow. Everyone is going to hate you like they hate Helga."
"Fuck you man," he yells.
"Go away," I whisper.
My eye's swollen and my upper lip split. My nose bleeding and I'm pretty sure my whole body is bruised.
"Come on, let's get you home," he mumbles.
He extends his hand out for me. Debating wether I should take it it or not. Sighing softly I take it and he gracefully pulls me up.
"I'm letting you help me this once, but not anymore," I whisper. "I don't need you."
"Oh I think you do, you'll see in time." I hear him mumble under his breath.
"Whatever you say, whatever you say."
A/N: What do you think? This chapter took me like a week to write... I don't know why, I guess because I've been super busy and crap. Oh and the concert I went to was the best! I got a pick from the bassist of Smile Empty Soul and a pic with the lead singer. The show was good, if they are coming to your town, you better go to it! Oh and it was Instruction playing not Life Ever After. I got the bassist's pick from Instruction too. The cd (Instruction) is out in like May or April I want all rock fans to get it. It's a good group and awesome songs... Well enough of my mindless rambling on to the review thanks!
Review Thanks:
stevetheloser: I like pocket lint! It's fun to flick at people! Toasty toes! hehe, Well thanks for the review you can have some crackers...
blah: I shall continue! Heh, people would feel bad if Helga did that... Well thanks for the review you get some potato chips!
Professor Rose Thorn: Hehe so much stuff I gave you! You are going to be recieving more though! Thanks for the review you get some brownies... oh yes more chocolate! Everyone loves chocolate...
Gwynn: Yep yep, flinging mud at them. I like them and all, but it's always the typical Arnold, Phoebe, Helga friendship triangle. Nothing wrong with that, I mean I love it, but I like to think outside the box and make people evil! Oh yes, really evil! Well yeah thanks for the review you get a birthday cake, made of chocolate!
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: Oh crap, this chapter is result of a stupid convo in my Acting class that pissed me off. So that is why the chapter is so angry and hateful. Well kinda...
It's stange how one's feelings can change so quickly about someone. I've loved, well liked Arnold since the day we met, now I hate him. I've hated Gerald from the start, but why do I feel attracted to him now.
Could it be because he stood up for me just now? Maybe he's brainwashed me, just like Arnold did. He'll probably end up hurting me, breaking down my walls only to cause pain and despair. Or maybe I should try and trust him alittle bit, maybe find out what he is up to.
"I'm so confused," I whisper to myself as the five minute bell rings.
Slowly, but steady the class fills in and the room is full of gossip and talks about boy bands. The teacher looks up at the class, shaking his head slightly, he let's them talk. I catch little snipplets of the conversations that are going on, but I don't care. I pull out my notebook and begin to draw.
The bell rings and I pack my stuff up and leave the class in a hurry. I love my first period class, acting. I love acting, my one passion well besides writing poetry. Smiling slightly I enter the class and sit toward the back, away from everyone else. Plus no one wants the little goth chick sitting next to them, they would probably move away from me. Act like I have a deadly diease that they will catch if they come close.
Sighly sadly as the bell rings, my perky teacher hops into the room.
"Class, we are going to watch a movie today!" she says in her cheery voice. "Like always if you don't want to watch the movie you can sleep!"
The class smiles at that comment, and most of them put their heads down. She starts the movie and turns off the light. The room is dark, almost pitch black, the little window of the portable door is covered by paper allowing not much light to get in.
'Dark just like I like it,' I think to myself, frowning. 'God, I am a weird little freak.'
Sighing softly I lay my head down on the desk and drift off into a light sleep. Waking up everytime I hear a slightest noice, or when I feel the people's eyes on me. Then again no one ever looks at me in this class, unless I'm performing. The bell rings and the class hurries out of the room.
Walking alone down the hall isn't new to me. I've done it most of my life, just like walking alone to school, walking home alone. I used to always do everything alone, that was before Faith, but I know if I didn't have Faith than I would be alone right now. No one would spare a quick glance in my direction; not even to glare.
As I walk into the class I feel the fimilar feeling someone is watching me. I give my self three guesses who and the first two don't count. Looking up I am met with the eyes of Gerald, which are always full of emotion. Either anger, concern, trust, happiness, so many that you can never tell all of them.
I walk to the back of the room and sit in my usual spot, away from everyone else. The bell rings and my teacher walks into the room. He has the biggest smile on his face.
"He's plotting something," I say to myself, "or he got laid last night."
"Alright class, we have a buddy project!" he exclaims.
Most of the class groans and I know they are silently praying not to get paired with me. Besides most of the kids in here took the class for an easy credit.
"...assigned partners," I hear as I listen to him.
"Great," I mumble to myself.
"Alright partners are..." he starts to name off the people working together. "Helga, and Gerald."
"Oh yay," I whisper.
I look up at him and see a slight smile. He looks over and I force a smile out.
"Why is it always me?" I say silently.
The rest of my classes fly by and before I know it I'm outside with Faith. We walk over to the bus, and settle down in a seat toward the front. I know she knows why we are riding the bus now instead of blading, but she doesn't say anything and I don't either.
"So what are we doing after school?" she asks in her cheery voice.
"I don't know, depends." I respond staring out the window.
"We can go to the mall," she says.
"Yeah," I say. "We can go to the mall, then catch a movie."
"Are you serious?" she asks.
"Yeah."
"Ok."
The bus pulls up to our stop and we exit the bus. I head toward my house and Faith heads to hers. I'm staring at the cracks in the sidewalk as I head home, I hear footsteps behind me. Turning I see them following me. I start to walk faster, knowing what they were gonna do. I see the evil grins on their faces and I could feel the hate rolling off them. It's a little scary.
They catch up to me and push me into a alley. I can see the evil glint in their eyes, and I shudder. I curse myself for becoming so scared, so worried. Arnold pushes me up against the brick wall. Pheobe comes up to me, I can see the hate in her eyes. I can taste the hate in the air, you could cut the tension with a knife.
Suddently I feel a slight tinge on my left cheek. The bitch slapped me, there is no way she's gonna get away with that. I struggle to break free, but Arnolds grip is strong. I'm kicking and punching out.
"We told you to stay away, but you didn't listen." Phoebe snarled.
"What the fuck are you talking about? I told him to leave me alone." I said just as harshly.
"Fuck you, we are gonna teach you a little lesson now. You can't mess with one of our friends. You are just a little freak," Arnold said in a cold voice.
"Fuck off, I don't need you telling me shit. Just leave me alone and if your little friend wants to talk to me so be it," I say angry.
Suddently a fist hits the side of my mouth. This time coming from Arnold, Phoebe standing there laughing. Both of them take turns hitting me and kicking me.
"You two stop it," I hear called from behind them.
"What do YOU want?" They ask.
"Leave her alone, you fuckers. This is my fight not hers." the voice says.
"Gerald go the fuck away, you have nothing to do with this."
"Yes I fucking do, it's my fault. Now leave her the fuck alone."
"Shut up and leave."
"Would you like me to tell Faith about this? She is friends with Wolfgang and all the others you know? I'm sure they would be happy to help Helga out."
"Fuck you," they spit at him. "Well be back later Helga, this ain't over."
The two walk away glaring and muttering under their breaths.
"Oh and Gerald, you're dead tomorrow. Everyone is going to hate you like they hate Helga."
"Fuck you man," he yells.
"Go away," I whisper.
My eye's swollen and my upper lip split. My nose bleeding and I'm pretty sure my whole body is bruised.
"Come on, let's get you home," he mumbles.
He extends his hand out for me. Debating wether I should take it it or not. Sighing softly I take it and he gracefully pulls me up.
"I'm letting you help me this once, but not anymore," I whisper. "I don't need you."
"Oh I think you do, you'll see in time." I hear him mumble under his breath.
"Whatever you say, whatever you say."
A/N: What do you think? This chapter took me like a week to write... I don't know why, I guess because I've been super busy and crap. Oh and the concert I went to was the best! I got a pick from the bassist of Smile Empty Soul and a pic with the lead singer. The show was good, if they are coming to your town, you better go to it! Oh and it was Instruction playing not Life Ever After. I got the bassist's pick from Instruction too. The cd (Instruction) is out in like May or April I want all rock fans to get it. It's a good group and awesome songs... Well enough of my mindless rambling on to the review thanks!
Review Thanks:
stevetheloser: I like pocket lint! It's fun to flick at people! Toasty toes! hehe, Well thanks for the review you can have some crackers...
blah: I shall continue! Heh, people would feel bad if Helga did that... Well thanks for the review you get some potato chips!
Professor Rose Thorn: Hehe so much stuff I gave you! You are going to be recieving more though! Thanks for the review you get some brownies... oh yes more chocolate! Everyone loves chocolate...
Gwynn: Yep yep, flinging mud at them. I like them and all, but it's always the typical Arnold, Phoebe, Helga friendship triangle. Nothing wrong with that, I mean I love it, but I like to think outside the box and make people evil! Oh yes, really evil! Well yeah thanks for the review you get a birthday cake, made of chocolate!