As the young dark haired girl pushed the door of the Chock'lit Shoppe, whatever that was, open the bell made sure to ring loud and clear. Her plans of maybe scaring her newly found and old friend vanished as the loud noise made all six teenagers, on the other side of the diner, heads turn harshly towards the girl. She looked back at them a smile finding its way to her pretty face.
She saw Archie, the well built ginger, Betty, with her perfect ponytail, Kevin, with a sense of style and wide shoulders, Cheryl, her bright red hair matching her lips and outfit, and a guy she didn't recognise. That must be Jughead. Upon seeing him, she didn't understand why he never posted pictures of himself, in her eyes and she was sure in others, he was gorgeous, the small curls of his black hair poking their way out from under his beanie that looked like a crown.
She didn't even realise Veronica wasn't there until she couldn't breathe because of her best friends arms being wrapped around her, crushing her. However she didn't complain only hugged back, and just as hard. The two separated from their embrace both finally realising they needed air to survive and Veronica pulled the new girl over to the booth where the others were squeezed into.
"I'm sure you already know who's who, but I'm going to introduce everyone anyway." She then pointed the each teenager sat at the booth saying their names, before she stopped at Jughead. "And that's Jughead Jones." After Veronica finished she smiled at her friend, who was still staring at Jughead.
"Hi, Hello, I'm Bobbi. It's nice to finally meet you all." She said whilst pointing to herself. However her eyes never left Jughead, who was staring right back at her. Their little staring contest was put to an end by the door of Pops opening again gaining the New York girls attention.
Into Pops walked a group of people, all wearing dark colours and all wearing leather jackets. What was on the back of these jackets intrigued Bobbi, it was a snake hissing at the person behind them and it read 'Southside Serpents'.
"Well, who in the name of Jesus, are they?" She asked the people around her, no one replied which Bobbi found strange, she expected at least Ronnie to answer her. But in reality, Veronica didn't want Bobbi to know them people or her involved with them because she knew, that Bobbi would have more in common with them than her friends sat around the booth. Including Jughead.
"They're the Southside Serpents." Finally someone replied. She looked at the man who replied and smiled sitting down next to Betty in the booth, "And I'm one of them." Jughead continued making Bobbi only smile at him more. However, what neither of them saw was Veronica drilling holes into their skulls dreading what would happen if the Serpents and Bobbi met.
a/n - there will be more chapters like this as the story goes on, so i hope you liked it, thank you so much for reading - emily 💕
YOU ARE READING
NEW YORKER - JUGHEAD JONES (1)
Fanfiction"I like you, I really really like you, like, like like you." When New Yorker, Bobbi Johnson, sets foot in Riverdale she doesn't expect to fall madly in love with the towns aspiring writer Jughead Jones. JUGHEAD JONES X fem!OC SOCIAL MEDIA AU
