When Jason Blossom is presumed dead, Riverdale shifts on its axis. Letting in the horror, and darkness that had been held at bay.
Archie, Veronica, Clary, Jughead, and Betty grapple with desires, love, drama, and murderers all while coping with the...
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Jughead Jones
LATER IN THE LAB, I OVERHEARD A CONVERSATION BETWEEN CHERYL AND HER
friend. "We were wondering, Cheryl. Back in July, you told the police that Jason drowned. Yet, we come to find out that Jason didn't drown. He was shot. That's slightly suspicious, no?" her friend asked.
"Are you suggesting I had something to do with my brother's death?" Cheryl shot back defensively.
"We're just curious. What do the police think happened?" her friend pressed.
"I'll tell you what I told them. Jason did fall into the water. I made it to the shore. He didn't. Maybe he made it to the other side of the river and someone shot him there. Who knows?" Cheryl replied before the teacher entered.
"Seats, everyone. Pair off, gloves on, scalpels up," the teacher instructed.
Archie immediately called out, "Can I be with Cheryl?"
"And I want to be with Betty," Veronica chimed in, looking at Betty who glanced at Kevin.
"Oh, uh, I was thinking I'd partner with Kevin," Betty replied.
"I'll take Clare," Reggie said, putting his arm around Clary. She brushed it off, saying, "Actually, I was thinking I'd pair up with Jug."
Archie and Betty both looked up, as did I. It was certainly suspicious.
"Why?" Reggie asked.
"Maybe for once I don't want to have to carry all the schoolwork, Reginald," Clary retorted, asserting her choice to partner with me. She then sat down next to me, her vanilla and strawberry perfume sending a wave of nostalgia through my senses, clouding everything.
She slapped on her gloves and smiled at me. "Jug... I just wanted to apologize for Reggie's behavior," she began.
I chuckled. "You only partnered with me to apologize for the brute you're sleeping with?"
Her cheeks flushed pink. She looked down with a giggle, and I felt a slight warmth. "No, I wanted to make sure—yeah, kinda. But I know you're gonna say," she dropped her voice into a mock-gruff tone, "'I'm used to it, Clary'," she mimicked.
I laughed. "Is that how you think I sound?"
"Isn't it?" We both laughed, and she touched my arm.
"Why are you with Reggie? Last I heard, you and Archie were the dream couple," I asked curiously.
She shook her head sadly. "I just... I want to be someone's first choice. But I've realized that being part of the Vixens makes me feel like an object. So, at the very least, I'd like to be the priority of someone who could protect me like a kevlar vest."
