/ After some thinking, I decided to rewrite this, starting from 1x10.
Betty
Jughead's birthday party, (if you could call it that), was going horrible. Riverdale High School practically crashed the small inner circle I had planned for Juggie. Everyone was screaming and partying, and Jughead had locked himself in the garage.
There was a loud, sharp knock at the door which made everyone stop. I got confused, but went up to open the door.
A girl, who was around 5'1, with short, choppy hair and dark brown eyes holding a Pop's bag tightly around her hand was looking at me with a pair dark eyes lined with thick, cat eyeliner and long lashes, her dark lips pursed in a thin line. She was wearing a big black shirt with a faded skull on it, under a pair of leggings and combat boots, wearing a leather jacket.
"Hi. Is Jughead Jones here? Also, where's Joaquin and FP?" The girl asked.
"Oh. Juggie's in the garage. FP and Joaquin are upstairs." I informed her. The corners of her lips curled a little and she nodded.
"Thanks. Can I come in?" She asked, looking around. Everyone seemed to be staring at her.
"Holy shit man, she's back." I heard Chuck whisper to Archie.
"Raizy Simmons. How's the Southside?" I heard Reggie sneer as I let her inside.
"Better than seeing your ugly face around Riverdale High, Reggie. How's scoring no chicks working out for you?" I saw the girl raise an eyebrow, and then I gasped.
On the back of her jacket was a Southside Serpent emblem stitched into the jacket.
Raizy Simmons was a Southside Serpent.
"What's a snake doing here?" I heard a boy hiss.
"Get out of here, snake." I saw Chuck snap. Raizy raised a dark eyebrow.
"This birthday parties for close friends of Jughead Jones, right? I didn't imagine him being friends with of any of assholes. I could only see... Andrews, Cooper, Kevin, and Joaquin. None of you fakers, that's for sure." Raizy turned to look at me.
"Cooper. Jughead's in the garage?" She barked. I nodded, terrified. Then, Raizy swiftly made her way towards the garage, but was stopped by Reggie.
"I'm not going to repeat myself, snake. Get out of Bulldog territory." Reggie snarled.
"It's Serpent, Reggie. Or did no one teach you the difference between a snake and serpent, because apparently, you keep mixing them up." Raizy replied coolly, her eyes narrowed at him.
"Why you little-" Reggie was stopped by Raizy, with her free hand, judo flipped him over her shoulder, hearing him groan in pain.
"Thanks, Betty." Then, I saw her disappear into the garage.
Raizy
"Well, I didn't except to fight a Bulldog in the first five minutes." I grumbled under my breath.
'Rai," Jughead breathed out, and we shared a quick hug.
"I brought you some food from Pops, Jug. Your usual." I handed him the bag. Jughead grinned. I knew he was never hungry, and Pops was his favorite to go to.
"Thanks, Raizy." He dug into his burger as I sat down on the couch.
"Where's your old man and Joaquin?" I asked him. I didn't really believe Betty.
"Upstairs," Jughead spoke through a mouthful of food. I nodded.
So, Cooper was telling the truth. I couldn't still trust Northsiders, despite playing the role of one just one year ago.
"Thanks, Jug." The door opened, revealing Cooper again.
"Juggie. Oh, um, I couldn't get your name-" I cut her off.
"Raizy. Raizy Simmons. You're Betty Cooper. Jughead never shuts up about you." I gave her a smirk, causing Betty to turn red.
"O-Oh. It's nice to meet you." She offered her hand out to shake, and I took it.
"Likewise. I need to talk to FP and Joaquin, excuse me." I smiled a little and went to go upstairs.
I heard two people talking, so I guessed that must've been FP and Joaquin. I knocked on the door. The door swung open, revealing FP and Joaquin.
"Come on, kid. Get inside." FP muttered, ushering me inside.
"FP, the sheriff's going around and asking questions. Sweets is asking me questions and I don't know if I can tell him a covered up a fucking murder!" I hissed to him and Joaquin. I was terrified, for the few times of my life.
The other things would've been when Sweet Pea would come home, cuts and bruises all over him. The cuts were mostly on his face, so I would grab the first-aid kit, and then feel relieved that the cuts weren't that deep but still, doubt creeped into my mind that he wouldn't come home.
"Raizy. Calm down. Look, you'll need to lay low for a while longer. If word leaks out-" FP started, but Joaquin interrupted him.
"Then Raizy and I will be thrown into Juvie, FP! College won't be an option for us anymore! And worse, what will Kevin think about me covering up a murder?" Joaquin began pacing around the bedroom, in panic.
"And what will Sweet Pea think, his girlfriend covered up a murder! Oh yes, he'll fucking break up with me and he'll start hooking up with random bitches that will just throw themselves at him. Yeah, that'll be nice." My voice cracked, and I could feel the tears.
That was my fear with Sweet Pea. My biggest fears were:
A: He'd find out I had covered up a murder, and he'd break up with me.
Or
B: He'd find out my past, and he'd break up with me in disgust.
I ended up pacing around like Joaquin did, and I was ready to start crying, but I started breathing so hard that Joaquin noticed and quickly hugged me.
"Hey. You and Sweet Pea- you guys will get through this. Me? I'm a Southside Serpent, dating the sheriff's son. I wouldn't only hurt the Serpents, I'd hurt Kevin. I don't want to hurt Kevin. I'm in love Kevin. Yes, I'm in love with Kevin Keller!" Joaquin shouted the last part, glaring at FP, who looked guilty. He then looked down at me, and kissed my head.
"You'll get through this, Raizy. You have a future. You still singing?" He replied roughly. I nodded timidly.
"Good. You could be Broadway material- maybe belt out Christine from Phantom. Sweet Pea can be your Erik." Joaquin gave me a toothy grin through his tears, making me weakly laugh.
"Y-Yeah. Wait, he can sing?" I asked him.
"Oh yeah. He can. And he can totally hit that note." Joaquin smiled at me, making me laugh.
"Here. Joaquin. Take this, in case our plan goes to shit." FP gave him a bag. Joaquin nodded.
"Let's go back down to the party." FP spoke, and we headed downstairs.
Downstairs, everything had gone to shit. Cheryl Blossom had locked the front door, so we couldn't get out.
"Ah, the person I was looking for! So, Raizy, how's the Southside working out for you, being with those thugs?" Reggie grinned at me. I could still see some blood from his nose- guess I slammed him too hard.
Oh well. I didn't care.
"We aren't thugs, like you Reggie. And the Southside's great. At least people there talk shit to your face instead of being shady and saying it behind your back, isn't that right Archie?" I turned to look sarcastically at Archie Andrew's whose tips of his ears became red.
"Because," I continued, "when I was in the locker room after River Vixen's practice, you could imagine my surprise, when Archie had come into the girls' locker room. Of course, I was confused. Then, I realized, the asshole was kissing me, without my consent! Then, I shoved him off and slammed him against a locker and ran out. So, Archie, instead of talking about how I gave you consent and lying, why don't you tell the truth next time? I didn't give you consent to kiss me, nor do I ever want you to ever kiss me again. That kiss was the worst kiss in my life." I gave him a hard glare, whilst Betty and Veronica Lodge, (I didn't remember people's names really well), stared at him in horror.
"What the hell, Archie?" Betty yelled at him. Everyone looked surprised. Goodie-two-shoes Elizabeth Cooper, was cussing?
Oh, the horror!
"B-Betty I didn't mean it-" Archie stuttered, but I cut him off.
"Yes he did." My attention was on my phone, as my iPhone's tone for Sweet Pea went off.
Sir: Where are you?
Pet: At Jughead's birthday party, Sir.
Sir: FP Jones' kid's having a birthday party? Isn't he on the Northside?
Pet: Yes Sir. At Archie Andrew's house.
Sir: You're on Northside territory, Pet. Get out of there.
Pet: I will, soon. I'll be home soon, Sweets.
Sir: Alright. Love you, Rai.
Pet: Love you too, Sweets.
I saw Archie glare at me, but Betty's glare was colder than mine. That shut up Archie real quick, which I smirked at.
I always knew that Betty Cooper had a backbone on her. Maybe Jughead was being a good influence after all.
"Well. I was at Ethel's house, in the hot tub, and Betty came out, in a horrible black wig and looked a hooker, and almost boiled me alive!" Chuck jumped up, pointing at Betty, who turned red.
That surprised me. Betty Cooper liked that type of stuff? I didn't put it past her, I liked it too. I fiddled with my dog tag on my neck.
"And you want to know the funniest part? She actually thought- she was Polly." Chuck started laughing, and I saw Betty shrink.
Now, that wasn't nice. Polly? Polly Cooper, Betty's older sister? Huh. That was weird.
"But you already knew all about that, didn't you, Jughead?"
That set me off, but it seemed like Jughead was set off more than me, because he aimed a hard punch against Chuck's ugly face, sending him tot the floor, but Chuck responded and punched him back, sending him against a table. Betty and I ran over and helped him up, and FP stepped out of the corner, dragging Chuck out of the house.
I helped Jughead up with Betty and we looked at him.
"Are you okay, Juggie?" Betty asked him, but Jughead had stormed off back inside the garage. I saw Betty beginning to cry, so I hugged her.
"Hey. Go in there and talk to him. He'll listen to you." I looked at her one last time, and I headed outside, my phone beginning to ring, and the caller ID said Sir.
"Hello Sir?" I spoke into the phone as I headed outside onto my motorcycle.
"Pet. Where are you?" I heard Sweet pea's deep voice from the other line, making me squirm.
"I'll be at Pops, Sir. Meet me there?" I asked Sweets shyly.
"If only you'll be good, Pet." Came his rumble.
"Y-Yes. I'll be on my best behavior, Sir." I breathed out.
"Good. I'll see you there, Rai." Then, the line went dead.
I walked into Pops, settling into the usual booth. Even in Pops, the Northside and the Southside were separated.
Left for Northsiders, right for Southsiders.
I slid into the booth and checked my social media in boredom, looking at Toni's snap story, before the door jingled, and I saw Sweet Pea.
"Hey. Thanks for meeting me." I smiled at him, and he walked over, cupping my face and we met in a passionate kiss. I pulled away, dazed.
"You certainly made my night, Rai. Now, what was it you needed to talk about?" He asked as we slid in. I bit my lip, making him growl, but then, he looked concerned. I usually bit my lip because I was anxious to tell him something.
"Rai. What is it?" Sweet Pea asked, holding my hand.
"You… you remember when FP called me and Joaquin in the middle of the night?" I breathed out. Sweet Pea nodded, still confused.
"It was because Jason Blossom was murdered in the Whyte Wyrm's basement. Joaquin and I helped FP cover up Jason Blossom's murder."
A/N: So, I enjoyed this. I wrote this around under an hour, and I really enjoyed writing from this angle. This really gives me more time to plug in Sweet Pea!
Also, thanks to adji1995 for coming up with the ship name Paizy. Way easier than just saying Sweet Pea and Raizy over and over again.
Also: thoughts on Riverdale getting a third season with 23 episodes? I think that if they're going to do that, then they'll have to wrap with the whole Hiram storyline.
I love Mark Conselous, but the whole Hiram story is stretching too far and too long for my taste.
Also, was anybody else unsatisfied with the finale? I enjoyed my heavy dose of Sweet Pea, but I honestly wish Jordan Connor had been upped to a series regular. I love him as Sweet Pea so much. He plays him so well.
How'd you like Raizy helping out with covering up Jason Blossom's murder with Joaquin and FP? Gives her more of a storyline to work with, honestly.
So, just to make sure, I'll still keep the old chapters, I'm keeping those in the backburner unless I completely rewrite those two, but it's unlikely.
Bless Grammarly for helping me with the mistakes, it's a miracle for this writing plug-in.