Nefarious Flame ✗ [RIVERDALE]

Disasters

[C-4]

Kevin and Pipola walked in with arms linked, an already worn out expression on pipola's face yet Kevin's held a glimmering disco ball as he surveyed the dance floor with an eclectic grin.

The dance was crazy, lights and colours everywhere. With pictures of Jason blossom over the gym for respect. People were everywhere, dancing drinking and talking.

"Kevin Keller. Get me out of this hell hole." Pipola drowsily exclaimed as she groggily slumped.

"You. Pippin, are not leaving this dance floor, without everyone, and I mean everyone seeing you." Kevin theatrically spoke, pulling Pipola away and to the punch bowl as people started to realise pipola was actually standing near a dance floor.

She ignored the lustful stares of jocks and jackasses. Boys who couldn't keep it in their pants as she watched Kevin fill a pair of drinks for the two.

It annoyed her seeing men stare, it was never in her intention for them to like her outfit, it was imperceptible for other people to know. But she wanted them to. As for her pleasantly done outfit all she did it for was herself.

She grabbed the drink before downing it swiftly as she saw her partner walking to the men's toilets. She sighed and walked to Betty with a weak smile. She was standing alone, surprisingly.

"Betty I love the look." She admired as she looked over Betty's choice of clothing, a strikingly fitted dress, a cute tint of pink and her hair was out in waves.

"Thank you Pipola." Betty spoke gratefully as she looked around the room and back to her friend. "Where have you been lately? I haven't seen you around much." Betty asked.

"Been busy I guess. Nothing much to do in such a small town, you gotta improvise sometimes." Pipola spoke, getting a cheeky nod from Betty as she caught on what she was talking about. Pipola Parkers usual–sneaking around, drinking, (she lies when you says she doesn't.) snooping, pranking, stealing, vandalising. Anything anyone could put their mind to, Pipola could do.

"I'm surprised your parents haven't grounded you yet." She commented, Pipola laughed dryly before replying.

"They already have, about thirteen times." Pipola winked at Betty, before jumping slightly when a male body came in contact with hers. Kevin was dramatically looking to the girls as they looked at him like he was a bizarre.

"Betty and pippin, you will not believe who came up to me in the bathroom. His name may be moose. But I describe a certain apanage of his as horse like." Kevin immediately bursted out. Getting two girls in front of him inappropriate looks as they both nodded disgustingly.

"I have no idea what I'm supposed to say to that Kevin. Go for it?" Pipola asked with edge in her voice as she raised a brow. Betty nodded with the other girls words, but slightly disturbed, yet fazed by the words both their gay Best Friend had just said.

Suddenly, Cheryl blossom was on the stage. A tight red dress and her red hair styled to the side. Like always, she looked smoking. Pipola pulled Kevin to Cheryl who was about to talk, Kevin who annoyedly walked past moose gazing over him.

"Good evening friends." Cheryl spoke as everyone crowded around the stage, ears perked up. "Are you all having a good time?" She asked, everyone clapped and cheered. Cheryl raised her hand for people to stop.