Fallen Angel ✓ Jughead Jones

• 9 • Dont Play Nice • 9 •

School was tough as always for the shy quiet Blossom, Clarissa. She stopped at her locker and opened to see Victor at her locker as soon as her locker closed. He had on this huge frown and looked like a lost puppy staring up at her. "I know I know you probably don't even want to see me after yesterday and I know I was out of line with that; I'm sorry but I got this picture from Pop and I got a picture farm that fits you and I know this doesn't make it up for my mouth but it's the least I can to say sorry," he hands Clarissa a white flame,  like the rose she smiled sadly taking it. She lifted it up and in the frame, it was an old picture.

Very old, it was Cheryl and Jason - they were smiling and in between them was little Clarissa. Cheryl and Jason looked maybe 10 years old. It was summer obiously as Cheryl wore her red white swimsuit and red see through summer dress with black sandals. Jason wore his swim shorts, they were red ruby color - of course.
Now little Clarissa wore like any 9 year old, pigtails and red white swimsuit and she had Cheryl's towel wrapped around her small figure. They were smiling at Pops camera cause it was for the family photo album of families that visited Pops. Pops loved seeing the smiles of the people who came in and enjoyed a good meal. And the Blossom siblings held a special place in Pops heart especially Clarissa. The youngest and sweetest.

She smiled, tears coming her eyes and she looked up at Victor who stared at her, not sure how to feel of the tears. "What I do without you Vic?" She hugged him and he gladly took the small girls hug.

"No need to think like that, I'm here I'll always be here as long as you need me, Ronnie too," says Victor hugging Clarissa close to his chest. It would be weird for anyone who walked by the two without knowing their brother sister friendship.

"Ronnie? I need to find her, I need to tell her everything's okay," Clarissa panicked.

"No need, I heard it all," Ronnie walked over to them with a smile and a small box. "And I'm glad you forgive us, Clary, and here's a little something form us to you."

"You don't need to-"

"We want to," Ronnie smiles standing next to Victor who smiled as they waited for Clarissa to open their gift, she sighed with a smile and opened the box slowly. It wasnt cause she was weary but because she didn't want them to spend money on her and just cause she was being a baby.

Inside was a beautiful locket, shiny and gold. It had the letter C craved into the front. It opened, inside was a picture of her, Betty, Veronica, Kevin, Archie and even Victor at the dance. It was perfect, the other side empty and dull. She looked at them. "It's for whatever you want, this way you have a piece of us and everyone else with you cause we care about you Clary, you're our friend you're family," says Victor. Clarissa didn't know how to feel, she was overwhelmed with love and care. She cried and that was okay, the Lodge twins comforted her until she felt better.

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Clarissa didn't know what to expect walking into the student Lounge later that day but hearing what she did was especially not one of them. She walked in, her perfect red hair bouncing at each step. She wore heels, black heels. A blue blouse and red skirt to go with it. On the collar of the shirt, laid a red rose to represent her Blossom genes. She walked in, the clicks of her heels echoing and daunting as she walked in. Just in time to hear Reggie open his mouth about Jason.

"If a kid at Riverdale did kill Jason, it wouldn't be someone who's a jock? Now let's be honest, isn't it always some spooky, scrawny, pathetic internet troll too busy writing his manifestos to get laid? Some serial killer fanboy freak," Reggie says looking at Jughead. "Like Jughead?" Clarissa looked and saw her knight in shining demin from yesterday when she ran crying. He confort her. And his name was Jughead?

"What was it like, Sucuide Squad?" Reggie laughs," when you shot Jason? You didn't do stuff to the body did you? Like... After?"

Jughead still not impressed or amused by Reggie's questions or interrogation. He leaned on the table, arms crossed not fazed by it. "It's called nercophilia, Reggie, can you spell it?" Jughead and his big smart mouth.

Reggie snapped at Jughead. "Come here you little-"

"Hey!" Everyone frozen as the small shy girl no one knew would ever yell in her life, just screamed at them. Everyone looked even Jughead, their eyes bewilderedly laid upon Clarissa Blossom. The smallest and youngest Blossom, no one knew she was even watching or listening to their conservation.

"Oh my god..." Kevin sitting with Betty, Veronica and Victor in the back watched as their broken friend walked quiet but deadly to Reggie and Jughead. Each step echoing and aching in Jugheads heart and mind.

She came to a stop right in front of Reggie. "Learn to grow up, you lazy wanna be school bully, you may have been on the same team as JJ but you're much more to be accused of his murder than someone who he didn't even know," Clarissa was done with these typical highschool jocks and their stupid ways. "Now ever talk to Jughead like that again and I'll personally make your life hell, and sweetheart," Clarissa stepped into his face. "I don't play nice..."

Clarissa pulled Jughead with her to the hall no aware of the fight with Archie and Reggie of her and Juggie. Jughead stopped and looked at her. "Why?" Was all he asked.

Clarissa looked at him. Not even realizing that inner her that was just released. A side of her - she didn't think she had. "You were there for me so I was there for you," she says swaying back on her feet. A blush almost lingering​ to her cheeks.

"So it was just cause I helped you?"

"No no no, well kind of. I'm just sick of the way Reggie and them treat people and to them gang up on you like that," she ranted, she looked up Jughead who watched amused and awed. She stopped mid rant and sighed. "I didn't want them to hurt you."

"That's sweet of you Clarissa but those assholes have been bothering me my whole life."

"Excatly, I want to change that."

"How do you plan on doing that?"

"I don't know, not yet but maybe how about you and me, Pops and we discuss it," she smiled looking up at Jughead who didn't know if he was dreaming or not.

"Okay...."