Sweets [Sweet Pea]

II

The plane ride was long, but it finally landed in Riverdale. Cindy looks out the plane window. The sky was so gloomy, everything seemed lifeless to the Calabasas girl. She looks around at the plane. "First class," Cindy thinks to herself.

Cindy steps out of the plane with her handbag, heels touching the ground. She makes her way inside the airport and goes to retrieve her suitcases. Six suitcases, containing everything from LA. Soon enough, Cindy realizes that her luggage was going to be a struggle.

That's when a lanky boy, about Cindy's age, approached her.

"Cindy?" he asked.

The young girl jumps, surprised at the fact that someone knew her name. "Excuse me?" she asks. "Who are you?"

"I-I'm Jughead. Jughead Jones."

"Oh," she replies, a little shocked at his response. He takes three suitcases, and Cindy took the others. Without a word, they both walked to a cab.

"An Uber would have been so much easier" Cindy mutters, and Jughead gives the address to the driver.

Cindy peers put the window, looking at all the normal looking homes. "The ones with perfect families," Cindy thought to herself. Slowly, it was evident to the brunette that Riverdale wasn't all that pretty. She could see a decline in all the prettiness, and soon all she could see was torn houses and a trailer park.

We step out of the cab, and Jughead pays. We get all my suitcases.

"This is where my dad lives?" Cindy asks Jughead.

"Yeah, sorry to break it to you, but he doesn't live in the Pembrooke. That's the Lodges" he says sarcastically. Cindy's eyes narrow.

Once the two made it to their destination, they take Cindy's belongings. The two eventually arrived to what appeared to be FP's trailer. Without knocking, Jughead opens the door. 

In a matter of seconds, Cindy prepares herself to see her father.

"Well, if it isn't FP Jones."