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❝do you want an honest answer or a bullshit one?❞
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"YOU KNOW," Sawyer smirked, taking a bite out of her pickle, the crunch making Thomas turn his head toward her, his ears tinging pink, "I'm sure if you said hello to Betty, she'd say hello back."
"Oh, of course." Thomas rolled his eyes, tugging at his messy hair with one hand, his other tapping the table anxiously, "Do you see the way she looks at Archie?"
"Yeah," Sawyer quipped, her eyebrows raising suggestively, the neon lights adding to Thomas' blush. The girl smirked as she eyed the blonde and redhead from the corner of her peripheral vision, "it's the same way you look at her."
"I know you're one for romance," Thomas groaned, his shoulders slumping forward as he toyed with his fries, before popping one into his mouth. He swallowed before he continued speaking, "but please, spare me the details."
"Betty's a nice girl," Sawyer countered, though before she could continue her sentence, the bell of the diner dinged, signaling someone had entered. Sawyer turned her head, a small part of her hoping it was Jughead, but her heart sunk when a girl around their age walked in, a black cloak adjourning her shoulders, "Woah."
"I think someone else likes what they see," Thomas mumbled, pulling Sawyer's attention away from the stranger, and toward the redhead and blonde, their conversation now having ceased. Archie, the redhead, had sat up, his eyes locked on the new girl, an action the new girl returned. She heard Thomas suck in a breath as the new girl neared the duo's table, but from where he and Sawyer sat, they couldn't hear their conversation.
"What do you think they're talking about?" Thomas whispered, and Sawyer shushed him quietly, straining her ears to listen in on anything they said. Sawyer jumped back when the new girl turned and asked Pop for a side of onion rings, and Sawyer looked at Thomas with a confused glare.
"They were talking about onion rings?" Thomas huffed at his best friend's words, but before he could say something back, the girl in the black cloak had grabbed her bags of food and existed the diner, but not before throwing one last look toward Archie.
"Betty's too good for Archie," Thomas guffawed, watching as the blonde girl's shoulders slumped in defeat, her features falling. Thomas frowned. He liked it when Betty smiled, especially when she was talking about her love for journalism-- gosh, he was truly in love with Betty Cooper.
"Snap out of it!" Sawyer nagged, snapping her fingers in front of Thomas' face. The boy stumbled back, his shoulder hitting his seat roughly, and he groaned in pain. He brought his hand up and massaged his throbbing shoulder, throwing a glare toward his best friend.
"Why'd you do that?" Sawyer raised a brow, silently taking a sip of her mint chocolate milkshake. Thomas' eyebrows scrunched, his lips pulling into a pout as he munched at another fry. His heart sunk when he watched Archie and Betty stand to leave Pop's, and he silently wished it was him walking her home and not that redheaded boy.
"I hate to admit this," Sawyer chuckled as she watched the duo exit the chock'lit shop, "but Archie Andrews sure did get hot."
"Way to rub salt into the wounds," Thomas chided, shoving another fry into his mouth. He crossed his arms over his chest as he leaned back, "you crashing at my place again?"
"Will your mom mind?" Sawyer looked down, suddenly feeling very anxious. She toyed with her fingers, something she picked up from Thomas, and Thomas laughed at her words.
"Mom and Vivi love you," Thomas laughed, making Sawyer blush and look down toward her lap. Thomas' family's approval meant a lot to Sawyer, more than Thomas would ever know, "you're like family, Sawyer, of course she doesn't mind."
The clock ticked on as Sawyer and Thomas finished their meals. Sawyer yelled a quick thank you to Pop as she exited, waving to the old man who smiled and waved back in return. It was dark outside, but Sawyer and Thomas paid no attention to that, both laughing at a joke Thomas had told.
"I can't believe summer is already over," Thomas gasped, holding his stomach as he caught his breath. Sawyer nodded in agreement, shoving her hands inside the back pockets of her jeans. Her mind trickled back to her mother who sat behind bars, and the boy people deemed dead--missing-- Jason Blossom.
"And a teenager is dead." Silence filled the air between the two teenagers, and Thomas coughed awkwardly. Jason Blossom was a touchy subject for Sawyer, and he didn't exactly know why. Sawyer looked up for a moment, taking a deep breath before her eyes went back to the ground. The sound of shoes slapping pavement was the only sound heard for a while, before Thomas sighed.
"Do you think Jason was actually murdered?" Sawyer's back tensed at Thomas' words. She didn't think Jason was murdered like Cheryl had said, she believed the Blossom was hiding something more. Her hands balled into fists as she recalled a memory. Her mother had been going for a run early on July 4th, two gunshots were heard, and next thing Sawyer knew, police were storming into her home.
"Do you want an honest answer or a bullshit one?" Sawyer glanced at Thomas, who shot her a look of curiosity. Her words seemed to have a double meaning, and his fingers picked at the bottom of his shirt.
"An honest answer," Thomas spoke after a quick second of silence. Sawyer bit her lip, and Thomas adverted his gaze, suddenly regretting his choice.
"I think Cheryl is a lying piece of shit."
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DISCLAIMER i do not own riverdale, but i do own sawyer, her family, and a few other characters, so please do not steal them as i worked really hard to create them, thank you!
ALSO if you haven't noticed, i changed up Jason's death. Instead of people believing Jason drowned, they believe that Sawyer's mother shot him and dumped his body in the river, hence why they still dragged the river for Jason's body and why Sawyer's mother, Lillian, is in jail!
