request: Could you do a prequel to "Marry Me" and say how Cheryl and the reader met?
written by Jasmine
You had lived in Riverdale your whole life. The only thing was, you had been home schooled. That meant that you had missed out on meeting the other teens in your town, but you managed being alone most of the time. That was until your junior year in high school when your mother decided it would be better for you to attend Riverdale high. You never realized being the "new" kid would be so intimidating.
"Who is that?" You heard one person ask.
"A new kid? Here?"
You ignored everyone, hopelessly trying to find the office. It took a few minutes of wandering, and you were dangerously close to asking someone for help.
A bubbly, brunette girl eagerly held her hand out to you, a grin covering her face.
"You must be (y/n)! I'm Hannah, and I'll be your peer mentor," She introduced, still grinning. You reached forward carefully, gripping her hand tightly. She shook it a few times, before dropping it.
"We don't get very many new students here; I'm sure everyone was whispering as you walked in," Hannah began. "Did you just move here?"
You shook your head. "I've lived here all my life. I was homeschooled."
Hannah nodded.
"Did you ever leave the house? I mean honestly, I think I would've seen you at some point," She teased. You laughed a bit, shaking your head.
"Honestly, not really," You admitted. "My mom was super protective."
"That sucks. She wouldn't even let you go out and make some friends?" Hannah asked.
"Nope, hence why I know absolutely nobody."
Hannah stopped in front of a door, opening it quickly.
"This is the biology lab; it's your first block. I'm in all of your classes, you won't feel lonely," She said with a smile, before sitting at one of the tables.
After a few days, you have been introduced to Hannah's friends, and they gladly welcomed you into the group. You loved going to school and seeing them and going to the famous Pop's Diner. You were finally a part of the town, and your mother's rules had eased up immensely.
You had been wandering around, taking photographs for your portfolio. You planned on applying to NYU in a few months, meaning you needed to have as many photos as possible.
You saw a redhead girl, one you recognized as a freshman. You didn't think twice about snapping a few pictures of her, the beautifully coloured leaves making her look even more beautiful. You hadn't realized that she had noticed until she was beside you, leaning over to look at your camera.
"Am I a good model?" She asked, startling you. You flinched away, clutching your hand to your chest.
"Sorry, I didn't think you noticed." You tried to hide the blush on your face with your hair, but you were quite sure she had seen it.
"It's okay. What are you taking pictures for?" She questioned, leaning against a tree that stood beside the two of you.
"Oh, I'm putting a portfolio together for my university application. I figured I would start early," You explained.
Cheryl smiled. "Where are you applying?"
"NYU," You answered, shrugging.
"New York? You must hate this town," Cheryl teased. You chuckled.
"Doesn't everyone?" You asked.
"I can't argue on that one," she agreed. "Do you need me to pose some more?"
You smiled, shaking your head. "I think I'm okay, thank you though. You were a beautiful model."
"Why thank you," she said, jokingly bowing. "I should probably get going, then."
"I'll see you at school?" You asked, putting your camera back in its bag.
She nodded, before adjusting her coat and walking off. You slung your bag over your shoulder before heading towards Hannah's, excited to show her your photos.
