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When this book is finished, prepare for some major editing. So please read the final product. Please comment if you want this story to be longer and perhaps some plot you'd like to see? It'd mean a lot.
P.S - this is kind of based on episode 2x8 where Betty wants to become a Serpent. This chapter focuses on Sweet Pea.
Chapter 10 •••
Since the tender age of nine, Sweet Pea had always wanted to become a Southside serpent like his mother. Not his biological mother, but his god-mother.
His god-mother was blonde and tall: she had green eyes which you could almost never see because of the clump of black eyeshadow she put on and her red eyes that always bulged a little bit. She was no fairytale, but she sure was a good stand-in-mother.
In fact she had been around when his mother hadn't. Buster Montgomery, his father was always out on business. Sure, he was proud of his father for making it far but he was always missing.
His mother Marissa Montgomery had suffered from severe trauma ever since her eldest child RJ had killed himself. Jumping off the maple tree, a rope around his neck.
Sweet Pea had only been eight at the time and he had somehow thought that it was his fault. He didn't speak to RJ that much, he was always sort of scared of his brother.
But that was besides the point. Sweet Pea's family was troubled. The only guardian that seemed well enough was his god-mother: Penny Peabody, queen of the Serpents.
And it dawned on him how she'd moulded him into this arrogant ass who didn't deserve this girl that just happened to swing by into his life when he needed her most.
"Don't fall in love, Sweet Pea. It does bad things to your damn head. Like your sicko mother" Penny would say, grabbing the back of the chair the young boy sat on, his shoulders shaking with pain as he let her insult his mother.
But young kids never get sympathy. Especially when the cops come and ask for their story.
When his father, Otto had been arrested for fraud, Sweet Pea's life stopped. He had no one. This poor twelve year-old sat in his room with the radio on the highest setting and Nirvana playing on repeat.
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Kimberly Eun. The girl who liked the Smiths, the badass who had punched Jonathan Pembley right in the face. He chuckled to himself. Of all places, they met in a record shop.
