Chapter 4

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There were way more cars parked in the school's parking lot then I thought there would be. Queenie slid Mabel into an empty parking spot. I got out of the car and walked over to the driver's side and opened the door for Queenie. Once she was out of the car I shut her door and waited for her to lock it. Once Mabel was locked she grabbed my arm and we began heading into the school.

Her dark blue dress complimented my light gray suit, so together we looked amazing. I opened the doors for her and let her enter before I went in. It looked better than it did during the day. The lights were dim and there were balloon everywhere and giant pictures of Jason. Awkward. I saw Queenie panic slightly, so I rub her back slightly.

"You okay?"

"Yeah, yeah I am okay. I just wasn't expecting that to be there. It caught me off guard." Queenie said quickly. I almost didn't catch it all.

"Why don't we go get some punch. I highly doubt you'll be able to see it from over there, and if it's still bothering you, it could always magically fall." I say with a mischievous smirk. Queenie let out a laugh that sounded slightly forced because she had just been panicking, but it was better than nothing. We slowly make our way over to the punch.

Queenie turns around and heads for the punch bowl while I scope out the dance, trying to figure out who, I know, and who is attractive enough for me to get to know. There's only one person in Riverdale that I think is even remotely attractive, and something tells me Veronica Lodge is not into girls.

"Joker, get over here." I heard someone his. I turn and look at Queenie who is frantically waving me over.

"What, what is it?" I ask as I approach her.

"It's not like you have anything better to do. Anyways, look right over there." Queenie said while pointing her finger at a familiar red head, and the music teacher?

"What, they're just talk-" I start, but then I see it. They're not just talking. They're practically undressing each other. "Oh my god ew! She's giving him the bedroom eyes!" I said while making a gagging noise.

"Shhh be quiet oh my god, but yeah that's what I was saying."

"I swear if Archie is, oh god I don't even want to say it, but if he really is with Ms. Grundy, that is bad news." I say watching as Archie leaves as if the interaction didn't just happen.

"Yeah, but first we need to find out if it is really happening, we didn't exactly catch them doing the do." Queenie said. I gave her a look. We didn't catch them in the act? If the sexual tension between the two isn't enough, they we're practically having sex with their eyes.

"Seriously, Queenie, you saw the look she just gave him. It's happening." I say before heading toward the dance floor. Maybe I can forget whatever that was, by doing what you're supposed to do at a school dance.

"Where are we going?" Queenie ask as if it isn't obvious.

"This is a dance, we're dancing." I say before grabbing her hand. The songs were fast at first, but then a certain red head had to take the stage. Of course, since tonight is all about Cheryl, she had to come onto the stage. She also just had to give us way too much information about the song Josie and The Pussy Cats would be playing tonight. Her parents were listening to this song the night that Cheryl and Jason were conceived... I can never listen to this song or any song like it ever again.

I look over at Queenie to see the same look of disgust and terror on her face. Just knowing that information is too much. What parent tells their kid 'your father and I were having sex during this song and that just happened to be the night you were conceived.' Who would listen to their parents enough to know the song? If she didn't what would be the conversation leading up to it?

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