Riverdale High Class

F. O. R. T. Y

Mercy POV

I huff as I sit with Fangs and Sweet pea.

Fangs:Come on we can't be that bad.

I grin and shake my head leaning putting my head on both of their shoulders in affection.

Me:I'm just thinking.

Sweet pea:About how things are only illegal if the government can't profit off of it?

I look at him and grin.

Me:I actually came to that realization the other night. It's pretty messed up.

Fangs:What were you thinking about?

Me:Does something feel off? Like -

Fangs:Don't start over thinking.

Me:I'm not.

Fangs:Oh yeah? Let's hear it then.

Me:Okay, so remember the game I told you about Gryphons and Gargoyles? Well I asked my dad about it and it was made originally in Riverdale.

Fangs:Okay?

Me:Which means that whoever made that game added the poison to it or the new generation did so now we have to find out which is which then find out why they turned a normal, weird game into Russian Roulette.

They nod and I grin.

Me:See I wasn't over thinking it.

Fangs:You did exactly that, it's been a week! No more kids from this place has died because of that wacky game.

Me:Yes but-

My phone rings and I pick up.

Me:Hello?

Jenson:Hey, I can't make it to our date tonight, I remembered I had a essay for history I have to complete. You know it's my first period.

Me:Yeah, sure, I understand. Rain check?

Jenson:Absolutely!

I hang up and roll my eyes.

Sweet pea:Flaked again?

Me:Yup.

Sweet Pea:You don't find it weird how now all of a sudden he's always busy? Like before he couldn't find something to do to save his life now he can't even keep his promises?

Fangs:Maybe he's doing a program he doesn't want us to know about.

Sweet Pea:Yeah what exactly is that, Fangs?

Me:I don't really care to be honest, as long as he's not playing me he enjoy his freedom.

Fangs gets up saying he has to go to the bathroom but Sweet Pea continues the conversation.

Sweet Pea:You know you don't care that much about him.

Me:Yes I do.

Sweet Pea:Oh yeah? Then how come with Chuck you guys always stayed attached to the hip with him you'd barely believe you're together.

Me:Each relationship is different. I do like him.

Sweet Pea:*scoffs*Yeah as a friend, you just like how he looks.

Does he really think I'm that shallow?

Me:Glad to see how shallow you think I am. I thought you'd get me better than almost anyone.