Riverdale High Class

F. I. F. T. Y. N. I. N. E

Mercy POV

I sit in El Royale's office as I do some work for both my businesses and Archie's when I hear a door slam open, I turn around and see Munroe and Malcom storming in. Oh boy.

Munroe:Sit your butt down and don't move.

Uh oh.

Malcom:You need to chill out, okay? Nothing happened.

I see Malcom notice me and walks to me, we side hug and I lean on the thresh hole.

Me:What did you do?

Malcom:He found me at Wipeout Arcade.

I stand up and cross my arms.

Me:The same place I told you to stay away from? You got beat up over there why are you going back there?

Malcom:Because those guys aren't there anymore.

Me:That place is still shady, not to mention they got fiends and dealers hanging out there, anything can happen.

He groans throwing his head back, here comes the teenager attitude. This is Munroe's problem not mine.

Me:Look, you saw what happened to me when I was at the wrong place at the wrong time, and I'm not that much bigger than you. He's just concerned about you.

Malcom:I know not to do drugs.

Me:We all do, but we aren't worried about the drugs, we are worried about those who are dealing the drugs and those doing the drugs. Okay it's like someone stealing, you're with them and they get caught, you're going to jail with them weather you even knew they were stealing or not, it's called guilty by association. The crowd you hang with is the crowd you fall with. Remember that. Now go sit down before your brother curses us both out for disobeying him.

He chuckles before jogging up the stairs and to the chair he told him to sit at. I turn back and sit down getting back to my work when I get a reminder to do my college applications, I'll do that later. I see Munroe come to the office door.

Me:What's up, Roe?

He walks in and leans against the desk and I look up at him. He folds his arms and I tilt my head to the side.

Me:Does that hot, angry face have anything to do with Malcom?

He sighs and grips the desks edge tightly, I rub over his knuckles and I see him looking down at it.

Munroe:I don't want him getting caught up.

Me:He won't.

Munroe:I did. And he's not as strong as me, and I made sure he didn't have to be. How could I explain to my grandma he got hurt, arrested or worse? I couldn't live with myself.

Me:It'll work out, you seem like the type of big brother to get shit right. But all I gotta say is he's looking at you...

I stand up and press my hands softly against his chest I look through the window behind me at Malcom who's watching the guy throw punches at a bag.

Me:So whatever you want him to be? You be it.

He sighs still looking at him, I rub his chest as I lay my head on it. I see Archie walk in and I look at him.

Archie:Hey Mercy can you call Ms. Weiss?

Me:Sure, what do you need me to tell her?