loving you (bughead)

chapter 6

jugheads pov

I was sat in some sort of newspaper room, I don't know it was cute I mean, dusty didn't look like much people used this room at all. could be used as an amazing hook up space, but who knows. it was obliviously old, like something out of the 1900s but it was kind of cute, im not gonna lie. I sat there my feet on the desk, scroll through tiktok, I mean I must have been sitting there for house because I heard a knock on the door.

I looked up and there she was, golden locks flowing to her shoulders, she stood there looking at me. "can't get enough of me huh Cooper?" I said smirking to myself. she chuckled to herself, as she opened her mouth, I smiled slightly. "no actually, this is um the room for the blue and gold and so I come here sometimes at lunch or at my free period to write for the newspaper, and maybe after school." she said smiling, she looked happy, like she liked what she would do.

I smiled and nodded, "okay princess, ill get out of your hair" I said getting up, I noticed her smile at the nickname, I slightly smirked in respond. not to self I thought, she liked being called princess. "thank you jug" she walking over to me. she stopped in front of me, I looked down her, making eye contact. I watched as the blush formed on her face, I smirked a little. I reached my hand up and cupped her cheek. pressing my thumb against her lip and pulling it down a little bit, letting go of her lip as I watched it spring up.

she bit her lip as I whispered, "ill see you later princess" I said as I walked out. I could hear her let out a deep breath, it was cute. she was cute, but no one needed to find out I thought that way about her. I walked outside and got on my bike, I had enough school for the day. I started my bike and drove off, making my way back to the Southside, on my way to the wyrm.

Bettys pov

I stood there for a minute, butterflies filling up my stomach, I couldn't believe the way I was feeling and I didn't want to me. come on Betty, I thought to myself, he just brushed you lip its nothing Archie couldn't do. for the longest time, I was convinced Archie was the one, but now I couldn't be so sure. It was stupid of me to even be thing this way, I mean I hardly even know the guy, I just met him for fuck sake, but the way my stomach filled with butterflies when he came into the room or even said a word. this wasn't right and I knew it from the start, but then again, I never wanted it to be.

after a couple minutes, I finally moved and went and sat at my desk. I pulled out my computer and started writing, writing about the merge between schools and how I thought it was a good thing, mixing two completely different group of crowds. this could be really good for riverdale high, a chance for it to grow as a community and as whole. I also wrote about how the South side high transfers could open the northsiders eyes to different experiences and opinions. This could be an amazing opportunity for people to grow.

I used my whole lunch period and my free period I had to write and edit this article, I really wanted to get this out there so I could open people into seeing that the south siders weren't going to be a threat to us and at the end of the day were all just humans with basic human emotions. I felt it just was import to me to use my voice to do something in powering to everyone and all the students and individuals around us. once I finished editing the article, I sent it to get printed and posted it on the website, I mean I really wanted to get this out there, I was actually extremely proud of what I had written.

I got up and closed my laptop. I grabbed my bag and opened it, slipping my laptop in and closing my bag. I put my bag on and left the room and headed to the locker room, put my back page away into my locker and go dressed into my cheer practice uniform and headed out to the field. I was thankful that cheer counted as my PE because I honestly loved doing it and it made me feel confident in my own body. not only to mention the fact of just getting out of PE, its basically a dream for me.

~after school asf~

I headed over to my locker, I put my science books away and checked that I had all my homework for tomorrow done. once I made sure I did I left them in my locker, and closed it. leaving my locker shortly after and walking home. Archie had football practice so I already knew he couldn't walk me home, it was a little sad because I kinda missed him but it was normally, for some reason he's usually busy, but I mean at least he try's you know, like he tries to be there for me and to make me happy, which he does. at least I think he does.

Once I got home, I walked inside and heard a faint, "kitchen. now Elizebeth." it heard like it was coming from my mother. I was a little confused at first but I just continued walking and headed into the kitchen. I didn't think I had done anything wrong, I mean yeah I was late to English but it wasn't by that much and it had never happened before, so what could she have been mad at me for. I tried thinking of everything I had done that day before walking in and looking at my mom. "yeah mom?" I asked looking at her. "what the hell is this?!" she said slamming the article I had written on the counter. I stood there in shock, just staring at the article in front of me.

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word count not including this 1049

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