Mystery Boy Part 2

Chapter 13

I'm in the library writing away . "Baby", I hear Jughead . I turn around and he's with Reggie and two other guys . I lightly smile and continue writing . 

"What you writing about ", Jug asked sitting next to me . "Just an essay for my AP Lang. class", I say . "Are you almost done ", he ask . I shake my head no . 

"Baby come on lets go somewhere , you can finish this later ",he says closing my computer . I sigh and get up . "SO what do you want to do ", I ask putting my computer in my bag and hanging it over my shoulder . 

Jug wraps his arm around my shoulder . "I don't know , boys what do you want to do ", he asked his friends beside me . 

"There is a Party at Chuck's ", Reggie says . "Let's go ", Jughead says. 

We head into the party , and music blasting everywhere . "Ganessa", I hear someone . It's Cheryl . I roll my eyes . "Come here and dance ", she says grabbing my arm and pulling me into the crowd of people dancing . Everyone makes a circle around Cheryl and I . I shake my head . "No no Cheryl ", I say getting nervous . 

She nods her head and starts making some moves and everyone cheers . "Let's see if you can beat that ", she says . I shake my head and try to get out of the crowd but everyone starts pushing me back in the circle . Jughead is sitting at a table with some guys . "JUG", I try and scream , but no answer . 

Then someone grabs my arm and pushes the crowd away . It was Reggie . We make it past the crowd and he gives me some water . "Thanks ", I say taking a sip of it . "You ok", he ask rubbing my back . I nod . "Yeah ", I say looking at the floor . Jughead walks over to me . "Baby where were you ", he ask not sincerely . "She was stuck in the middle of the living room and Cheryl was pressuring her to dance ", Reggie said . "And are you Ganessa no ", Jughead says rude but laughs . I shove him . 

"Jug , that was rude , I tried calling you but you were too busy ", I say shoving past him and out the door . 

Later that night , I'm walking home . I sigh and just think to myself . I miss the old Jughead who didn't like parties . Who stayed at home writing , who didn't care what anyone else thought . A tear slowly falls and I wipe it away . Who didn't care about showing his affection towards me , who only had a small group of friends .  Gosh , I'm trying to like this new part of him . but I don't think I can do it anymore . 

I don't want to go home . Instead I head to FP's place . 

"Ganessa", he says opening the door . "What is it , is Jughead ok ", he asked worried . I nod . "Um can I talk to you ", I say . He nods opening the door to his trailer . The house is still the same as it used to be . I sit on the couch . "So , Jughead , he's different ", I say . "He's just like every teenage boy , he likes sports he likes parties and ugh ", I say . FP chuckles a bit . "And that's bad ", he says . I shake my head . "He treats me like shit FP , it's like my opinions don't matter when he's with his new friends or I'm nothing to him , but when we are alone he's sweet and caring ", I say . 

"Well , I mean this is the person I've always wanted him to be , does he still write ", FP asked . 

"No ", I say . "I know all this may sound stupid , but I miss the old him , I miss how he was just mysterious and had a small group of friends and how he loved to write ", I say . I get up . "Sorry to bother you ", I say . "Ganessa it's ok , I understand , he hasn't came to see me since he left with his mom , I didn't end up going with him ", he says . I wave bye and head out .