This Spells Trouble - A Riverdale Fanfiction

The Other Girl

"This is all very Enchanted, don't you think?" Sabrina commented when she'd had a moment to look around. Riverdale looked just as it had done in her dimension, though there seemed to be a lingering fog in this version. No one seemed to be in the area, and so a quiet accompanied the fog.

"If anything, it's Coraline," Salem murmured as he observed the empty surroundings.

Sabrina scoffed quietly.
"I think you may be a little biased seeing as you're a talking black cat. Movies aside, I need to test something."

Sabrina held out her hands, summoning her powers forth, feeling the energy tickled her fingers. Wafts of pink smoke floated forth from her hands, and she clenched her fists quickly, suffocating the power. She never knew if someone was watching. Salem watched lazily.

"You're not going to use magic whilst we're here are you. Because that ruins the point."

"Only for the necessary things. Come on. Let's go to the hotel. Tomorrow we're going to school."

"Yay," he said petulantly.

The two outcasts of this universe wandered to the hotel. Sabrina paid with the money she had brought, and she and her pet companion went to sleep in this new world. The night passed, and the horrors of the landscape remained hidden to them

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Betty rushed down the stairs, her bag swinging to and fro upon her shoulder, her books audibly toppling inside. The thudding tempo softened when she reached the bottom of the stairs, though the beat didn't slow as she rushed to the door. She swung the door open, and was greeted by Jughead, who had his arms crossed, a smile crinkling his eyes.

"You're late."

She smiled at his faux annoyance,
"'A wizard is never late. Nor is she early. She arrives precisely when she means to'. Don't worry, Frodo, we'll make it so school on time."

Jughead chuckled.
"Alright, Betty the Blue. Let's go. And FYI, Betts, if I have to be any Hobbit, I would be Pippin. He knows the beauty of second breakfast. Speaking of...."

"Oh my gosh! How are you my boyfriend? Clearly Samwise is the best. He was the main reason Frodo succeeded."

They began trotting down the path, arguing over who was the best hobbit. This lasted until they reached the school, where the finally agreed to disagree. They parted ways to go to each class, sharing a chaste kiss.

Betty had World History. She got out her books, adjusting her pencil case to be parallel to the edge of the desk. She sat up, awaiting the teacher. When he did arrive, Betty noticed a girl with platinum blonde hair styled in a bob follow behind. She gave a curt wave to Betty, before shaking her head as if berating herself. Betty watched the whole scene in confusion.

"This is Sabrina Spellman. She's a transfer student. Please make her as comfortable as possible." He turned to Sabrina, "Please find a seat Miss Spellman."

The girl nodded, and wandered between the tables, eyes darting between the students. Her eyes landed on the empty desk beside Betty and she increased her pace. Betty saw the new girl smile at her before sitting down. Betty felt like this girl knew her somehow. A few minutes passed before they conversed.

"Hey. I'm Sabrina," she said, leaning towards Betty so her whispered words could be heard.

Betty smiled.
"I know. The teacher introduced you."

"Oh! Right. I'm an idiot."

"No harm done. I'm Betty. Betty Cooper."

"Oh, I know."

Betty frowned.
"You do?"

Sabrina froze, her eyes wide.
"Umm, yeah. The....principal...told me if I needed someone to show me around I should look for you."

Betty smiled sheepishly.
"That's nice of Mr. Weatherbee to say."

Sabrina nodded, but she was hushed by the teacher before she could talk. Moments later, she passed a note to Betty, who read it subtly so not to garner the teacher's attention.

Can I hang out with you and your friends at lunch?

Betty hummed softly in amusement. This girl seemed nice. She turned to her, but remained silent when she watched Sabrina have what seemed to be a hushed argument with her bag. Betty watched for a while, before tapping Sabrina's shoulder. The girl jumped in her chair, her head snapping towards Betty. Sabrina produced a nervous smile. Betty huffed quietly in amusement before pointing to the note and nodding. The other girl smiled brightly.

The bell rang, and Betty cleared up her belongings. Sabrina waited for her, awkward as she did so. Betty didn't mind the girls presence, and was happy to converse with her whilst they headed to their next classes. Betty couldn't concentrate, her thoughts preoccupied with the strange new girl who smiled at her like they were already friends.

English was just before Lunch, and it was one of the only classes that Jughead shared with Betty. He gave her a hug before they sat. They had a class project for creative writing, and naturally the two had paired up, both due to their skill and the project allowing for them to talk. And so they did. For a while, it was merely of ideas on what to write about, but soon it turned to the new girl.
"Have you met Sabrina Spellman yet?" Betty queried.

Jughead shook his head.
"No. Why? Who's that?"

"She's the new girl. She had, ah, blond hair, really short."

Jughead shrugged.
"No idea. You know how I am with physical features. You should feel honoured I remember your face. Wait, who are you again?"

Betty laughed.
"I can't believe you sometimes. But seriously, you haven't seen her?"

"Nope. But I suspect I will soon enough."