Sweet Pea

Sweet Pea had never been a fan of school. Mind you, he did well enough to make it to where he is now. He wasn't stupid. In fact, he was too good at math. Every teacher from the Southside Highschool had been convinced the boy cheated on his tests and assignments.To Sweet Pea, it insulted him when he thought about it. Who says you can't be from the Southside and have some intellectual ability?

"Class, I've got 2 questions for you all." Ms. Brushett asked the group of students, Sweet Pea being one of them. This was his first time he attended his new English class, and wasn't overly fond of the middle age teacher who sat at the front of the room already. He sat near the back of his English class, arms crossed and leaning back in his seat.

"Who here enjoys writing essays?" three or four hands raised into the air, and Sweet Pea noticed his new acquaintance and staring contest challenger, Jane, was one of them and sitting in the middle row. He took a split second to gaze over her long brown hair that was roped into two braids on either side of her head, and twined into one of them was a little bit of purple that she must have had dyed underneath. He noticed her finger nails were painted white with pink glitter over them, and she wore multiple silver and gold rings on her slender fingers. His eyes then moved to the other side of the room, where found his ex-girlfriend, Savannah. The two had been broken up for a little under a year now but Sweet Pea still hated being in the same room as that bleached-blonde bitch.

Savannah Medley was the worst thing that ever happened to Sweet Pea. She cheated on him with various guys over the course of their 7 months together. He actually had loved her, and the day he caught her at the White Wyrm with an older man was the day the love died. Some say you never get over your first love, Sweet Pea would tell them to fuck right off.

"Good to know. Now, how many of you enjoy partner work?" Sweet Pea hadn't put his hand in the air either time, and noticed a larger amount of students had their hands in the air for this question. Jane's not being one of them.

"Well, you bunch will be glad to hear that my newest assignment is essays to be done in partners. Which, I will assign. It seems as though half of our class is made up of boys and girls who have recently joined us from the Southside of Riverdale, which means that we need to welcome them with open arms. For this essay for each student who was attending Riverdale High originally, shall be paired with a new student. The topic of your essay will be based on the history of Riverdale. Easy-peasy."

With that statement came an abundance of sighs and groans, mixed with the occasional "Seriously?"

Ms. Brushett pulled a slip of paper from her desk and began reading names, ignoring the sounds of her student's dismay. Sweet Pea listened for his partner, silently hoping he wasn't stuck with a dud, rather someone who would be more interested on just putting his name on the paper beside theirs. That is, until he heard his name called along with…

"Jane."

Now that caught Sweet Pea's attention.

Sweet Pea met Jane's eye, and watched her as everyone else got up to move and exchange seats to sit near their new partners. The girl stood and grabbed her bag after noticing that there probably wasn't a chance that Sweet Pea would move to her. He did not know how this would go. After their name exchange in the hallway yesterday morning, he didn't know what was supposed to come next.

"Hi." came a small voice from beside him. Sweet Pea snapped out of his daze and shifted in his chair to face her, trying his best to not be awkward.

"Jane, we meet again." a smirk played upon his lips as he watched her cheeks tinge pink momentarily.

The small girl pulled a notebook out of her bag along with a pen. "Let's get to it." she said, but Sweet Pea felt a hole burning in the side of his head. He turned his gaze to find the royal bitch herself now at the front of the room with her partner, staring at him and Jane. Too bad, jealous cunt, he thought to himself, sticking the middle finger up at her and turning his attention back to Jane.

He noticed Jane follow his gaze to Savannah, then back to him, curious.

Sweet Pea shrugged. "Don't worry about her, she's harmless." with that, Jane turned back to her notebook with an expression that Sweet Pea couldn't read.

He ran a hand through his hair. "You any good at essays? School work in general?" He asked, hopefully this chick would score him a good grade.

"I would like to think so," muttered Jane, her wide eyes averting their gaze from him and down to her notebook. He noticed she was already scribbling down notes. "I am interested to hear what you'd like to contribute to this essay."

"Jane, I'd really prefer not to mess up your grades by me touching that paper. I'd like to propose a new option."

Sweet Pea observed the look on Jane's face, which hadn't seemed to change since she sat down next to him.

"Let's hear it." she said, curiously scooting her chair closer.

"How about you write the essay, slap my name on it, and in return I'll give you a) a lesson in riding a motorcycle or b) a milkshake free of charge."

Sweet Pea watched as Jane's brows furrowed in thought, clearly fine with writing the paper without his help.

"Milkshake. Vanilla, please. Maybe you could make that come with an order of fries in a booth at Pops?" Sweet Pea was surprised to receive a challenge, especially from this quiet girl. His mind suddenly flipped back to the day he met her gaze at Pops, as we watched her dip the tip of her fry into her vanilla milkshake.

"Deal. Man, you dip your fries in your milkshake, don't you?" The raven haired boy asked, raising a brow inquisitively.

"You bet, I'm a fan of Salty and Sweet."

A/N: Here's another!! And the meaning behind the title!! Enjoy the jealous ex drama and cute sweet pea moments. Also enjoy Sweet Pea's POV.

xo B