I do not own CW nor Riverdale; this was simply for entertainment purposes.
-Prologue-
I laid my head against the window—clearly in awe at the wind blossoming upon my face. My eyes flicked over at the side of the tree which includes gang members smoking. I rolled my eyes in disgust. I loathe the gang members; especially the girl with the purple-ish hair.
"Cheryl! If you don't pay attention to the board, I'll make Sophia shut the windows!" The teacher threatened, with her bun bouncing as she pace.
"Sorry, Ma'am." I curtly apologized.
She scoffs and continued her boring lesson—that nobody is even listening—I opened my notebook and huffed.
I took an automatic look at the window and instantly my heart erratically beats.
There comes, the short girl admiring me.
