I want to apologise now, my other Riverdale story has been deleted. I loved the premise but it was going no where, and i wasn't happy with the result. This story has been circling my head for ages and I have spent the last 8 weeks or so working on it. I ahve about 8 chapters so far nad hte story is nowhere near finished. I will post the prologue of this. i hope you enjoy it. AND PLEASE PLEASE PLEASE tell me what you think.
Disclaimer: I DO NOT OWN THE CHARACTERS I AM JUST BORROWING THEM.
RIP: Like Perry (Will miss you so much man).
Also that Heathers episode I LOVED IT. Finally some significant Bughead interaction, also I love the song Seventeen, damn Cole Sprouse can sing.
Just one more.
To get her through the day.
Just one more.
Betty swallowed the little yellow pill, with a swig of water, it had become part of her daily ritual, wake up shower, dress, make up, take her Adderall, and then be ready to face the day. She missed simpler times, when it was just her Archie and Jughead, but that was a different time. Now she was a straight A student, a river vixen, the editor, journalist, administrator and everything else for the school newspaper; The Blue and Gold. Now she was popular, a part of the all-star group, her Archie, Veronica, Cheryl, Jason, Reggie, Kevin, Moose and Chuck. It had been all of them since sophomore year, the year everything changed. She definitely didn't fit in, she was not her older sister, Polly, yet her mother didn't seem to get that through her head. She had to be the perfect daughter, the perfect student, the perfect cheerleader, the perfect friend, even if she felt like a fraud. It was exhausting.
Jughead watched from a distance, like he always did for the past two years, he worried especially after last year, he was always on the side-lines, he refused to let her be alone, even when she thought she was alone, but mainly because of last year. That would never happen, and he would make sure of it. He knew she was spiralling, as the days, weeks, months and years went on, she became a ghost of the girl he grew up with, the girl he loved but could never have. Riverdale's social class had made sure of that.
"Yo Jug" Sweet Pea called, clapping the young serpent on the back of his shoulder. Jughead looked at the taller serpent and then to Toni and Fangs. When he lost Betty and Archie, whom he didn't blame for, they grew apart they became what they should have for high school. Better than him, he accepted he belonged on the southside and joined the serpents. Following in his father's footsteps, not matter how much FP Jones hated it.
"Pea, Fangs, Toni" Jug smiled at his small group of friends, they had grown incredibly close over the past two years, and he honestly wasn't sure what he would do with himself without them.
"Ready for this?" Toni asked, all four of them looked to the entrance of Riverdale high,
"Not in the slightest" Jughead sighed. At the end of junior year Southside High was closed down and all the students were transferred to either Centreville High or Riverdale high, majority got transferred to Centreville, but a handful of serpents got moved to Riverdale High for their senior year. Jughead hadn't been at Riverdale High since the end of semester one in sophomore year. He took a deep breath and lead Toni, Sweet Pea and Fangs into his own personal hell.
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"Oh, hell no" Cheryl practically screeched, her, Betty, Veronica, Archie and Chuck looked towards the four serpents. Betty was at the back of the group so Jughead hadn't seen her yet, but Betty looked and there he was, he was taller, broader, in fact he was really muscular, yet still lean. But the hat that use to adorn his head was still there, and same smug smirk. Her heart fluttered, she had missed him.
"Juggie" She whispered, no one heard her, and then followed her 'friend', well veronica dragged her along, trust the raven-haired girl not to miss out on drama. The two groups met in the middle of the hallway surrounded by other students glancing and the lockers of said students.
"I will not allow Riverdale High's perfect GPA be tainted by you ragamuffins"
"Cheryl" Jughead sighed, the red head hadn't changed at all, just became more entitled and self-centred
"Donnie Darko" Chuck snapped
"Two years Chuck, and still the same insults" Jughead smirked. "Unsurprising and uninspiring". Betty snorted, and everyone looked shocked at the blonde.
"What? He's not wrong" Betty added nervously. Jughead smiled and their eyes met, instantly she relaxed he was still Jughead, and she was still Betty somewhere inside her.
"let's go" Cheryl snapped, and everyone followed, Betty looked back at Jughead, who waved, she smiled shyly before being roughly manhandled by Chuck into the student lounge. Jughead went to intervene but was stopped by Toni
"Maybe not right now" She suggested, and Jughead relented.
"Guess no more side-lines?" Fangs asked
"Lets just get through today please" Jughead answered, but the four of them knew that they would no longer be sitting on the side-lines. Betty needed Jug and Jug needed his friends. That was the simple explanation. Toni was happy to help after seeing the state of the blonde last year she had vowed to never let the blonde get in that situation again as well as anyone else she knew.
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Betty rubbed her upper arm where Chuck had grabbed her, there was no point in looking she knew it would be bruised. Chuck scared her, the others in their group she knew was harmless all bark and no bite, yet Chuck Clayton truly terrified her. It was easier to go along, considering how fragmented her memories where of that night, all she had was flashes but she wouldn't be surprised if Chuck had a hand in things. Maybe her fear was her subconscious trying to tell her something.
Jughead was back, what did that mean? For her? For Archie? For their friendship? She would understand if he hated her she and Archie just left him behind, having less and less time for their childhood friend. Her only friend that completely understands her. She couldn't believe he still had that beanie, still the same mop of messy black hair, still the same untamed curl resting on his forehead, and yet he wasn't the same, but was she?
The Jughead Jones she knew had grown into a man, easily over six-foot-tall, a broad muscular chest, did he work out? She couldn't imagine him in a gym. Did he still write? Did he still read? Did he still love old black and white movies? The same movies he made her sit through in his trailer time and time again. She stood ignoring her friends stares and left the student lounge. She needed to be alone, and she knew exactly where she could be alone. A place that had become her sanctuary because nobody bothered her there.
Please let me know what you think. Is it worth carrying on. Also does the premise for hte synopsis catch you enough to open the story?
