Chapter 1: Moving To Riverdale

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Moving to Riverdale was a really big step for me. I was originally from Colorado but honestly, i really don't know if i will regret moving here. We drove through town, it's a very eerie area. I had no where to go because i might have ran away from home because my parents are crazy. Of course, i had my aunt and uncle drive me and pay for everything. My aunt and uncle were always there when my mom and dad weren't. Which was all the time. When my parents weren't drunk or dealing drugs, they were in the bed room. What were they doing you ask? Nobody knew. The mysteries that went down in that god awful bed room would never be reveled to a single soul on this planet earth. Why was the bed room so horrible? All i would ever hear everyday after school was the worst words, sounds, screaming, i'd ever heard. Most times, it would get so bad that they would lash everything out on me. My life wasn't always this way, it was perfect before he came along. His name was Paul. Just his name gives me chills. My real dad ran away from my mother when i was 4. I remember how loving, sweet, and kind he was to me. He never wanted to leave us all alone in our forbidden town of secrets. Our town was known for all the murders, crimes, and fights that would unfold everyday at any time. There would be numerous news reports about all the fires people would set to innocent people's houses. Our town's name was "VixionsVille". Our towns name would spread all around the world. Our town was listed "The Number 1 Place To Never Go". Which, i think it deserved. My dad left us because he was framed for a murder. The murder of Damien Baker. Shot 4 times, tortured, and after the murderer was done with his or her's fun, they threw his lifeless body into a dumpster. The police tried to track my dad down. Little did they know, my dad was a very smart man. He could do things, nobody else could even think or figure out how to do. I would be staying in this town by myself. I would have to make friends by myself and go to a school that i barely knew my around. I had my uncle and aunt drop me off at my apartment, hugged and kissed them goodbye, and they drove off in the darkness of the dirty Riverdale road. I decided to walk to a restaurant near by. 3 minutes before i got to my apartment, i saw this place called "Pop's". I decided to look up this places rating. Apparently, this place had a very good rating. So, i packed my mini backpack, and started off for my journey.

~ 4 MINUTES LATER~ 

I walked into Pop's and the first thing i see is this, Black haired guy with his laptop on the table, typing very fast. He was sitting in a booth and right when i walked in, he looked straight at me.

 He was sitting in a booth and right when i walked in, he looked straight at me

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I think he could tell i wasn't from here because i was so confused. He motioned me to come sit with him. He closed his laptop and made room for me. "Are you from here?" He said in a raspy voice. "Uh, no. I really have no idea where to go." I said while laughing in stupidity. He giggled at me. "Well school is tomorrow, what school do you go to?" I raised my eyebrow, "There's two? Well all i know is it's on the south side. It's were my mom went." He smirked at me. "Well, looks like we won't have a problem with being together. I'm guessing you don't know nobody else here?" I nodded my head no. "Well, the names Jughead. You can stick with me for as long as your here." I tilted my head. I thought he wouldn't even come by me. "Oh actually, i have an apartme-" "Those apartments have bedbugs. Not to mention, their service is horrible and their floors collapse every 5 seconds. You sure about that?" "Ok um no, ew. Fine, i'll stay with you." He smiled a little bit and looked me up and down. "But, before we go i have 2 questions. What's your name? And are you hungry?" "My name's Grace, if you were super girly or you just like the name better, you can call me Gracie." I shrugged. "I can manage until tomorrow. We should get going anyways. It's 2:00 A.M." I giggled. "Alright, Grace or Gracie or whatever the hell your name is.." He laughed, "Let's go."

We got into his car and started driving. "Sooo, what will your parents say? Will i cause trouble? Because you really don't have to-" "You.. don't have to worry about it. Long story short, my mom is out of town FOR GOOD with my little sister. And my dad is in jail for being framed for a murder but he still did help with it." I was in shock. I didn't mean to bring up anything that would make him upset. And that's what i told him. "No, it's alright. Since, i told my story, what's yours?" I sighed, "it'll be a long one but, alright." 

I continued to tell him about my horrible life in VixionsVille. I tried not to tear up about my dad but, i just wish i didn't end up in that town. We stopped at my now abandoned apartment and got my stuff. Once i told him my literal life story, i could see he felt bad for me. "Your life sounded so bad. I feel selfish now for some reason." I told him it was ok because i was here now. He nodded as we pulled into the driveway. 

We went inside and i flopped on the couch in tiredness. "You tired, huh?" He said with a bit of giggle in his voice. "Yeah, and freezing. Can't believe i showed up here in shorts and a crop top." He flopped next to me, "If you want, you can lay on me. Even though i'm a little ball of blackness, i somehow still make people feel warm." I laughed super loud and YELLED, "SAME HAHAHAHAHA!" He started laughing with me while motioning me to lay on him. "You know, i've never cuddled with a stranger before." I said while crawling over and wrapping my arms around him. He grabbed a blanket that was on top of the couch and covered us up. We started chatting and i don't know what it was about him but he made me feel.. safe. His voice was calming to me. Soon, we drifted off to sleep..

END OF CHAPTER

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