Disclaimer: I do not own Riverdale or any of the characters from the Archie universe.

Reggie Mantle sat at an empty table in the school library waiting for his tutor to show up. He was by no means stupid, in fact, he was probably the smartest boy in his grade, next to Betty Cooper and Dilton Doiley of course. At least that's what his guidance counselor said, yet she recommended him for tutoring.

It wasn't hard for Reggie to get his way with Ms. Phlips, the sophomore class guidance counselor. Though Ms. Phlips wasn't exactly easy on the eyes, she was quite the cougar. It was no secret that Principal Weatherbee had entertained her behind his wife's back. Reggie didn't really know what drew him to her at first, perhaps it was the fact that she wasn't afraid to care for him openly, unlike his mother. They'd been seeing each other in her office since he was only fourteen.

However, Reggie was no fool to be manipulated by Ms. Phlips. He let her lecture him on how sharing their relationship with his friends would hurt both of them even though he knew all she cared about was losing her job. It didn't really hurt him that much knowing he was just being used, because he could use her right back.

And so, Reggie convinced Ms. Phlips to offer Betty community service hours for tutoring him. With her job on the line, she didn't question his requests. He hoped that increasing their contact with each other would remind her of the passionate experience they shared over the summer, which she seemed to have completely suppressed.

As Betty neared the back of the library where she was set to tutor her fellow classmate she internally berated herself for the millionth time for accepting the offer.

"Hey blondie," Reggie greeted her, his leering eyes taking in her plain pink cardigan and worn out skinny jeans. The same leer he greeted every girl with a pulse with.

"I told you not to call me that Reggie," she rolled her eyes as she sat across from him. "Let's finish this session in a hurry, I have to get to cheerleading practice."

He smiled and passed a blank geometry worksheet towards her, "If that's the case, then why don't you just do this little worksheet for me and we'll be on our way."

Betty groaned as she prepared herself mentally for their weekly argument about the purpose of a tutor. She was getting quite sick of it frankly and was ready to give Reggie a piece of her mind when Veronica sauntered over to them.

Veronica was about to speak when Reggie rudely cut her off. "Buzz off little miss pissy fit, Betty is busy,". He smirked when he saw Veronica's left eyebrow twitch.

"Normally I would roast you to smithereens you moron, but Betty and I have a very important practice to get to. The pep rally is in two days. Hurry up Betty," Veronica replied and grabbed Betty's arm.

"Sorry Reggie," Betty apologized as she was dragged from her seat by Veronica.

Reggie was annoyed that their meeting had to be cut short, but he wouldn't give up that easily. "How about we finish this at Pop Tate's later?" he proposed with his perfect smile.

"Sorry again Reggie, I already promised to help Archie. See you next week," she waved at him already halfway to the door still being dragged by Veronica. She was oblivious to the flash of rage in his eyes at the mention of Archie's name.

What does she see in that prissy little carrot top? Reggie thought angrily. He was confident in his good looks and charm, and he practically oozed sex appeal. He was much more attractive than Archie would ever be. He was better at football and had been with countless more girls. He didn't understand what Betty saw in the red headed fool, especially when he hardly even noticed her.

It wasn't fair that the only times he saw blue eyed blond was during their weekly 'tutoring sessions' or when she was standing by the carrot top's locker. It wasn't fair that he couldn't just bring up their summer past, because he was starting to doubt. What if he hadn't been with Betty, but rather her sister Polly. It's hard to tell in the dark, he thought but his gut assured him otherwise. He couldn't use the same tactics he used on every other girl. Betty was too wholesome and pure, and he was willing to take his time to have her, remind her.

He took his remaining anger out on Dilton, who had his nose caught up in a book; he grabbed his water bottle and spilled it over his head. "That's how a girl feels when you get her wet, not that you'd ever know boy scout," he smirked at his own joke as others around them started laughing and finally left the library.

...

"So, you and Reggie?" Veronica's lips pointed into a knowing smile as she sat on the bench tying her sneakers.

Betty sighed. "It's not like that Veronica,"

"Oh come on Betts, he looks at you like a love sick puppy," Veronica got up from the bench and walked towards Betty who was now tightening her iconic high ponytail.

"There's a difference between love and lust Ronnie," she willed herself not to tear up as she thought of Archie. "I would know."

Veronica opened her mouth to reply but Betty stopped her. "Look Ronnie, you're new here. I've known Reggie for a long time. He's nothing but a womanizer. He's been with more girls than I have fingers. I'm just another notch he wants to have on his belt…" she stopped and turned around to look towards the locker room entrance.

Cheryl Blossom stood at the door, bent over grasping onto a locker, unable to stifle her laughter. "Reggie? With you Betty? You must be delusional. If he wanted you he would have had you a long time ago," she giggled and continued "first it was Archie and now the notorious Reggie, why not pine after someone in your own league. Now quit gossiping and get out here to practice you silly sluts."

Veronica's blood boiled, an angry retort hot on her tongue, but Betty's soothing grip on her shoulder made her hold back. She had to pick and choose her battles with Cheryl. Even if Cheryl thought she won this round, Veronica would win the war.

...

Football practice was long over and Reggie was tired of picking on less capable students, which is why he was sitting in his parked sports car. In fact, he'd been sitting there for almost an hour. Sure, he liked watching Riverdale beauties leave the school and walk across the parking lot towards their rides, their long shiny legs trailing behind them, but that's not why he was still here.

Reggie Mantle feared no one. Reggie mantle could win against any boy in a fist fight. He could defeat any teacher in a battle of wits. But he couldn't defeat his home. Reggie Mantle feared no one, except his father, and as he finally peeled out of the Riverdale High School parking lot, he sent a silent prayer. I pray my father is dead.

Author's note:

Hey everyone! Thanks for reading. I hope that my less than perfect grammar and usage of quotes isn't too big of a turn off, but I'm not perfect. Once I get back into the groove of things I'll find an editor. Anyway, I've been loving the new Riverdale series and waiting a week for every episode is pretty darn hard. So, I've decided to try and write a story to keep myself occupied. A character that I liked a lot in the comics was Reggie Mantle, but so far his presence on the show has been limited to the dude-bro. However, it seems like he might be getting a little more screen time on tonight's episode, so that's something to look forward to.

If you liked it or hated it please leave me a review! I'd love to know what you guys think and want to improve my writing skills. I am happy to reply to all of your reviews. Thanks again!

xx crimsonguillotine