Perfect | Cheryl Blossom x Archie Andrews

back to beautiful [part 1 of 2]

*Cheryl's POV*

it's after school, and I'm dreading the fact that I have to walk all of the way to Thornehill.

After putting my books in my locker, a sudden feeling of startle runs through my body as all I see is a body right in front of me.

"Hey Cher, I have my car today, do you need a drive to thornehill? If you want I can drive Jason, too."

"Archie, hi! Uh.. yeah? Sure? Jason is going somewhere with Polly so that won't be necessary but as pour moi, sure thing!!"

"Ok great! Great! Let's go."

I smile at him, and as soon as he turns around it fades, after all it was fake.

I'm falling for this boy, and that's not a good thing. No. It's a terrible thing.

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I didn't wanna look bad in front of Archie but I can't help it. Looking at my home, that doesn't feel like home at all, I begin to tear up. I wish I had a better family. Not Jason, he's a good brother, but I mean my parents, and everyone else in my family (who don't live with me but are still terrible.)

"You ok Cher?"

"Fine. Thanks for the drive archiekins. I appreciate it a lot." I smile and get out of his car, speed walking into my home.

*Archie's POV*

Cheryl is so cute. When she's sad, even. Not that I want her to be sad, but next time she's sad I know what I'm gonna do. I'll give her a cuddle attack. I like to think I'm good at those.

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Finally, some free time. I love Fridays. They're boring most of the time, because Betty and jug are busy with each other and they're my only friends.

But hey. I seem to be... becoming... good friends with Cheryl so I mean maybe I could ask her if she's free?

I go on my phone to text Cheryl. When I unlock it, it says that there's 136 new Instagram notifications, that never happens wow. I suppose I'll look at that first.

Oh god, oh god no. How could some one do this?

An anonymous person made an account called "Ihatecherylbtheslut" and the bio is "follow for hate on Cheryl Blossom, riverdale highs very own outcast crybaby.

I'm gonna kill whoever did this. I hope Cher doesn't see, this would break her innocent heart. I'll text her and ask her to hang out, but I won't message her about that....

*Cheryl's POV*

As I was watching the vampire diaries on Netflix, my phone that was sitting beside me on my bed lit up. It read:

Archie😍💓
Cher, u free tonight, wanna hang if so?

OMG. NO WAY. Is he asking me out? Uh, I'll just say yes because even if it is a date, I'd gladly say yah.

Woah, my Instagram has 86 new dm's, and I've been tagged in 16 photos, since when am I popular? Like dang I had no idea...

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Unbelievable. Just plain unbelievable. I can't stop crying. All of the photos I've been tagged in are on some hate account for me, and the dm's say things like
"hey slut"
"what's up whore"
"Cheryl I just wanted to say sorry for out casting you. Psyche you deserve it slut."

My phone has tears on it, and I wipe them off.

Every time I refresh there's new notifications, which means New hate.

I throw my phone across the room and put my face in my pillow, and begin balling (that's another word for crying if you didn't know even tho I know you did) like an idiot.

Worst.Friday.Ever.

*3rd person POV*

Little does Cheryl know, her phone lit up once again, a good thing this time.

On the screen it read

Archie😍💓
K great. Let's meet up at pops for 8:00. I have something important to tell you.

*Authors note*
Omf this saddens me just writing it. If this happened on the show I'd wanna hop in the screen and hug my baby Cheryl while she cried, and I'd fight whoever made that acc if that's what it came down to. But anyway I hope you enjoyed this chapter (part 1 of 2 of back to beautiful) and I can't wait to write part 2, I already know exactly what is gonna happen.😏💖