Jokes On You (Veronica Lodge)

Chapter 2

Every teacher greeted me differently some pretended I wasn't a Serpent, and some acted like it was the most normal thing for a Serpent to enter their class. This one however just wanted to get on my last nerve.

To start off with when I entered the classroom the teacher plastered on the fakest smile I've ever seen and approached me. When she reached me, she attempted to put her hand on my shoulder. Let's just say she didn't want to be near me in the first place and I didn't want her to touch me.

"Welcome to Riverdale High, now things here are different from your other school," She started, but I wasn't going to let her finish what she was about to say.

"Yes, this is the school for the people with money, kids play football instead of doing drugs, and drink milkshakes instead of hanging out in the Whyte Wyrm. Yes I'm quite aware this isn't the Southside." I snap back. She walked right up to the board and took attendance, never looking my way again. If she couldn't give me the slightest bit of attention I wasn't going to give her mine.

I know what a stereotypical bad girl. If you're not going to try with me, I'm not going to try with you. So I didn't know what do for the rest of class, because attending class was never my forte. So actually attending one class was enough of a bore for me that I really didn't want to be coerced into another, so for me to have attended this many classes completely, is a miracle.

However my father use to say attend classes your first day and you never have to go back. Today however that was not true. I had to keep attending this boring school that smelt of rules and restrictions. Something I'm not very fond of. Her door was shut and it made me feel like we were trapped here.

I was getting restless. This stupid teacher just kept going on and on about Math or some stupid thing like that and all I really wanted to do was get out of here. I was just itching to go scare some more people, to start some fights, and destroy a few friendships, but this teacher was having none of that. Her lesson just kept droning on and on about whatever.

I didn't unpack anything so when the bell rang I happened to be the first one out the door. I ran down the halls crashing into people until I made it outside. I may have still been on the school's property, but it felt so much better to be outside of the school than inside. While breathing in fresh air instead of that stale school air I saw a familiar gray beanie.

Before I could even process what that gray beanie meant I felt the presence of another person behind me. I quickly turned around to see the familiar black hair of Queenie. She had asked me a question, but whatever she was saying was not registering. All I could think about was I had just seen the gray beanie of our infamous friend Jughead Jones.

"Look! It's Juggie!" I cheer excited to see him after so many years. Where Queenie and I embraced the Serpent lifestyle Jughead did not. Jughead didn't want to be a part of it, so he wasn't. I don't really blame him F.P. wasn't really the dad he needed or wanted. So when F.P. sent us to do this, I was kind of surprised.

"Oh my god, It's Juggie!" Queenie squealed. Jughead looked around to try and figure out who called his name, and when he sees us he runs for the hills. Even though he tried to escape us, he didn't.

"Juggie, It's us," Queenie sang while Jughead continued to walk as if we weren't right behind him. How dare he try to pretend like he doesn't know us. I've been forced to attend two classes for him and this is how he treats me?

"I can see that," He replies coldly as ever. What was I really expecting from Jughead Jones?

"Aren't you excited to see us?" I asked him while trying to look as offended as possible. When it Comes to Jughead Jones, I've found that forcing friendship on him works better than waiting for him to want to be your friend.