Prompt #200 (First Line) They hadn't expected it to be this cold
They hadn't expected it to be this cold. Alought perhaps they should have considered it at least. After all they were in the middle of a cold front that was esmited to last another three weeks. So in a way they should have expected it to be colder than a normal winter's day. But like they stated they hadn't expected it to be this cold.
"Really?" A deep sigh entered his ear.
He finished typing the last sentence before he looked sideways. "I never said that you could read over my shoulder Lodge." He growled low.
"I thought you were a better writer than this." Veronica rolled her eyes. "Really from what I have heard about the great Jughead Jones …. this wasn't what I was expecting." She moved back into her personal space.
His anger grew cold. He slowly closed his laptop as he kept his eyes firmly on hers. "The only reason why I'm not going to tell you how I truly feel about you Veronica Lodge; is because it will hurt Betty."
"Someday you'll feel safe to get all your jealously out. Then your true feelings will come forth." Veronica sighed deeply. "But you are right … right now is too soon for this." She smiled. "I just wanted to draw some of that anger out of you Jughead."
Jughead tightly nodded as he turned his eyes onto his laptop. He pulled his messenger bag from the back of the chair. He needed to get out of there. He needed to get to Pops. He needed to get to his booth and his coffee. He stood to his feet. He nodded tightly and walked away.
"I'm not the enemy you think I am Jughead." Veronica sighed softly to herself; as she watched the lankly teen walk away.