[Snakes and Monsters] Riverdale x Tokyo Ghoul - Reader Insert

= Chapter 2 =

"Jughead get up, time to get off to school. I need you to take (Y/n) with you." FP shakes his son's shoulder until he shows a sign of movement.

"Wait what?" Jughead snaps up from his position of sleep.

"She's a serpent, and we don't leave anyone behind. We're putting her through school on the North Side with you." FP explains as he points to his son knowing he will question his father's words.

"Wait do you think she's ready to go to school?" Jughead follows his father through their home clothes now dressed on his body.

"She's not 5 Jughead, she's been in town for a couple of days now I think she will be fine. Help her out at school and then we will show her to the rest tonight." FP explains as he pours another round of coffee from the pot.

"Hurry up get ready, I'll go get her up. Go and grab her when your ready. I will be down at Pop's." FP finished his mug of coffee in a few swift gulps. Moments from closing the door to his home, FP exchanges a farewell to his sons. Jughead can hear the sound of his father steps creak up and down stairs of two different trailers. A door opens, a soft voice is heard and then the door shuts. An engine from a bike starts and vanishes from the park. Jughead finishes dressing himself, scoffing down a short breakfast to start off his day, rummaging books, a laptop and papers into his bag he leaves the house he shares with his father. Closing the door he slips the key in the lock, turning it waiting till the lock hinges into place.

"Morning Jughead." Your voice fills his ears, turning to face you, as you, much like him walk down the creaking stairs of the trailer. The grass crunches under the feet of you and him. A helmet in your grasp, bag slung over your shoulder filled with text, papers and your own damaged laptop. Your leg rises, slinging it over your bike seat in order to seat upon the leather padding. Clicking the stand with your heel, you hold the bikes weight. The helmet in your hand slides over your skull, turning the keys in the ignition the bike powers to life. Turning, you face Jughead watching your form as you prepare to leave.

"After you." You smile gently at Jughead as his expression becomes brighter but not worthy of a smile. The grass beneath the tired rips out of the ground as the friction is built up. Skidding softly the bikes speed down the streets of the South side, passing the track towards the school of the North Side.

Students of Riverdale High watch as more bikes arrive on campus alerting the students to the Serpents coming. They continue to become suspicious of the South Side students. Parking the bikes with the rest of the others you dismount kicking the stand to its place. The helmet removed from your head, hanging it to the handles of the bike once owned by the last living member of your family.

"So this is the notorious Riverdale high, no wonder you guys don't like it here, its got no personality. Its so bland. Hope the behaviour of the students makes it enjoyable." You smile, your tongue running along the roof of your mouth then sticking out laughing at your comment.

"You are one strange person." Jughead snarks a small smile appears on his face.

"You haven't meet the half of me." Turning to face the male the same age as you, smiling again, cheeky. Making your way following the curious Jughead in the confines of the school halls.

"Hey Jug!" A voice, light, raspy and deep calls through the halls. A male tall, scruffy red hair and masculine approaches Jughead through the crowd.

"Hey Archie." Jughead high fives his friend looking down at you questionably.

"Who's this?" Archie gestures his hand - whilst still holding onto the strap of his bag - towards you.

"This is - (Y/n) (L/n)." Jughead looks at you then at Archie, with a smile sweetly sitting in his lips.