The Writer and the Artist

Chapter 12

Can I like trash half the plot of season 2 and put my own spin on it? Also I want to change Jakes name so bad because you've all been commenting Jake Paul and now Logan has offended Japan so...
Jugheads P.O.V
Everything went surprisingly well on the drive to the school and even when we got to the school too. It was strange seeing my parents actually get along, they were laughing and talking about their own experiences in high school, they were even holding hands.

I've never even herd them talk about the other in a positive matter. It was always "your father is..." "your father is our drinking again..." or your father did something stupid again." Same on dads side it was more after mom left, any mention of her and he would somehow find a way to bring up that she abandoned us.
"This is going well" (Y/N) whispered I turned and looked at her with a smile. We managed to find a seat and were just waiting for the game to start.

"Yeah it is" I said looking out on the field, I felt (Y/N) wrap her arm around me and rest her head on my shoulder. She started waving with her other arm and I looked to see who she was waving at, my chest pained a bit when I saw it was Jake. I tried to not focus on it and remember that I trust (Y/N) no matter what his intentions are. I took a couple deep breaths before finally getting up.

"I'm gonna get something to eat anyone want anything?" Everyone was quiet so I walked over to the convention stand the uneasy feeling following me there.
"One large popcorn please" I pulled out some bills and placed it on the stand. The guy nodded taking my money before turning around. I took a deep breath and tried to get my mind in another mind set but that wasn't working, then I herd a familiar voice behind me.

"Looks like your whole family is here" I groaned at the voice of Cheryl , I turned around and the fierce redhead had her hands on her hips with a smirk on her face.
"How long until your mom realizes that she married a murder and leaves." That moment the guy placed the popcorn on the stand, I grabbed it and walked right up to her
"Don't you dare say a word against my father again." (An: when you made that reference before but it applies twice) For a second her face turned different, for a second she wasn't the confident, fierce cheerleader no she was just a scared girl for a second, I walked away leaving her and walked back to my family.

Everyone seemed to be talking and Mom was even smiling and laughing something I haven't seen happen in years. The sight of my family happy brightened my mood, I sat down and (Y/N) wrapped her arm around me again
"Thought I lost you and you ordered the entire stand." I chuckled
"No not today I ran into Cheryl"
"That never ends well"
"'No" I said wanting to end the conversation, (Y/N) probably felt it too concentrating she stopped talking about it. She just rubbed my arm and rested her head on my shoulder until the game started.

We got up and started clapping with everyone when everyone came out onto the field. When the game started we all sat back down, for the most part (Y/N) seemed not into it, even whispering things she'd rather be doing and started stroking my leg, my eyes widened when she first whispered in my ear and I let out a small gasp when her hand first made contact with my leg.
"Jug you ok?" Dad asked
"Yeah I'm fine just focused on the game, pretty intense."
"Yeah it sure is" (Y/N) said taking a handful of popcorn that wasn't on my leg. This is gonna be a long night.