- The early morning sunlight bathed the bedroom through the parted curtin.
Betty: Mmmm (Her right hand covering her eyes as she tried to keep the sun from her eye lids).
Veronica: (Slowly blinking awake. She smiles softly at the sight of the blonde trying to remain asleep). Sorry B. I forgot to close the curtain all the way.
Betty: (Her arm left her face; and reached out for Veronica as she felt her friend begin to move). Don't leave. Stay. (Her eyes remained closed as she scooted closer against the brunette; allowing her face to rest against the neck of her best friend). I'm way to comfortable to let you go.
Veronica: I'm not planning on going anywhere B. (She wrapped her arms around the blonde; and rested her head against the blonde's that was covering one of her all time favorite faces in the entire world). Sleep some more B.
Betty just sighed as she slipped back asleep. Veronica simply watched the blonde fall back asleep as she moved a little closer to her blonde best friend on their shared pillow.
- Archie looked out of the window yet again, and sighed deeply.
Archie: When is Betty coming home? Where did she go? I mean her bed is made ... and I know for a fact she hadn't been in her room at all last night. (A deep frown on his lips) Where is she?!
Jughead: She's over at the Pembroke.
Archie: She didn't tell me this! (He sighed in annoyance).
Jughead: You aren't her keeper Arch. (He frowned darkly at the sight of his best friend glaring across the way towards Betty's bedroom window).
Archie: (Frowning darkly himself as he turned to face Jughead) You aren't her keeper either Jughead. (His arms wrapped tightly across his tight chest). What is your problem?!
Jughead: Nothing. (He shook his head). I'm hungry.
Archie walked the lanky teen leave his bedroom with a frown on his face. This was more than an empty stomach for Jughead. He shook his head; as his eyes turned back to look at Betty's empty bedroom.
Archie: I hope you get home soon Betts. I need to see you. (He husked as his hand rose to rest on his window plane).
- Jughead made his way down the stairs; and walked into the kitchen.
Jughead: What would you like me to start doing sir? (He sat down in the chair next to Mr. Andrews with his bowel of cereal).
Fred: Where's Archie? (He didn't miss the fact that his boy didn't come down stairs along side Jughead. He also didn't miss the fact that Jughead was very tightly wound up).
Jughead just silently ate his cereal. He stood to his feet and moved to the sink. He washed his bowel; and the spoon by hand. Making sure to wipe the clean dishware with a clean dish towel. He replaced the dishware from where he got them. Turning he looked over at Mr. Andrews whom was looking at him with a knowing concern look in his eyes. He stiffened up waiting for Mr. Andrews to try to comfort him.
Fred: (He knew this young man just as well as he knew his own son. He knew that Jughead wasn't ready to talk over what was bothering him. One he had a deep feeling that Jughead himself didn't truly know what was bothering him. Until Jughead worked that out within himself; there would be no way that Jughead would be ready to talk to someone). If you don't mind helping Archie out in the yard today; that would be great. (He stood to his feet and moved over to the coffee pot. He poured himself a second cup of the day).
Jughead: Not a problem sir.
Fred patted Jughead on the back before walking out of the kitchen. He frowned slightly as he realized that his son wasn't coming downstairs yet. He walked up the stairs towards his son's bedroom. He paused at the open door at the sight of his son looking lost at his window. He looked across the yard and found Betty's room empty.
Fred: Son; I need you and Jughead to work in the yard today. (He knew that some work would help his boy right now).
Archie remained lost in his thoughts.
Fred sighed as he walked towards his son. Placing his hand on the back of his son's neck.
Fred: Archie I need your help today. (He spoke in a gentle but firm voice).
Archie: (Sighing as he tore his eyes from Betty's empty bedroom) Sure Pop. Yard work. (He shrugged. He looked around his room). Where did Jug go? He was here a minute ago.
Fred: Jughead had all ready eaten his breakfeast. (He nodded towards the open doorway). Go eat then get outside.
Archie: (Confusion in his voice) Jug was just here a minute ago. Wasn't he. (He realized that he had been lost in his thoughts, and took a deep sigh). Right get some food in me; then get out in that yard. (He walked towards the hallway) Don't worry Pop the yard work will be done today. Promise.
Fred took one last look towards Betty's window; then turned back; and followed his son from the bedroom. He watched as Archie suddenly rushed down the stairs. He sighed as he took a sip out of his mug. He had a feeling he knew what was bothering Jughead.
- Betty sighed as she finally opened her eyes. Blinking from the sunlight that was bathing her face.
Betty: How long have you been up? (She hadn't missed the fact that Veronica was staring at her when her vision was clearing from waking up from a deep sleep).
Veronica: A while.
Betty: I didn't mean to make you feel like you had to stay in bed till I woke up.
Veronica: (Softly smiling) B. I really didn't want to get up. I was quite cozy.
Betty: (Sitting up) Time to get up.
Veronica: Yeah it is. (After she sat up; and removed herself from the bed; she turned to back into Betty's eyes. She smiled softly as she found the blonde snuzzled more into her sheets; and comforter). How about if I jump in the shower first. That way you can enjoy the warm bed just for a little while longer hmm?
Betty blushed and rolled her eyes. She just simply snuggled around the warmth. She wasn't ready to leave the warmth of the bed after all. Her blue green eyes followed Veronica as she made her way to her insuit bathroom. She laughed softly as the door click shut after her best friend.
The scene changes to the basketball court in the center of the park.
The blonde whom was shooting hoops turned around when he felt someone standing behind him.
Moose: (Licking his lips). Hello Kevin. (He swallowed around the lump that suddenly lodged in the center of his thoart).
Kevin: Hello Moose. (He didn't miss the look of sheer longing in the other boy's eyes.) How are you?
Moose: I want you. (His eyes widen. But peace filled his soul). I want to prove to you that I am ready for us. I'm ready for the world to know that I'm in love with you. That my soul belongs to you.
Kevin: Moose ...
Moose: (Holding up his right hand.) Don't tell me that you don't want this also Kev. (Tearfully smiling) I know you remember. (Stepping forward). I know you. (He breathed out.)
Kevin: I'm not the same that I was when we were together Moose. (He stepped backward). I have changed. I have allowed myself to be changed.
Moose: Joaquin hasn't destroyed whom you truly are deep within Kevin. No one can do that. (Stepping forward so he could capture Kevin's face in the palms of his hands). Don't run away from this Kevin. Trust me on this one. It destroys your soul when you willing run away from something as true as our connection.
Kevin stepped backwards. He couldn't have the other boy's hands on his skin. He stuck his hands into his jeans pockets.
Kevin: You hurt me Moose.
Moose bowed his head.
Kevin: I'm just asking for time.
Moose lifted his eyes to meet those hazel one's across from him.
Moose: Time. Okay. I won't bring this up again. The ball is in your court.
The two teen age boys silently look at one another. Their souls speaking the words that their voices couldn't say.