𝐕𝐈𝐏𝐄𝐑 || Sweet Pea ✔️ || REWRITING

Chapter 21

Ezra Jones
The Serpents and I sat in the quote-unquote clubroom that Weatherbee designated to the Serpents.

I'm sat on a table with Sweet Pea beside me, one of his arms draped around my shoulder.

"War baby called my father and I from Shankshaw. Our adversaries, The Ghoulies, have been released. Word on the street is that they want Serpent blood, that they're gunning for a rematch. They want war" Jughead informs us, looking around the room.

I shrug my shoulders leaning into Sweet Pea "So? Let's give them what they want"

Sweets grins pulling me into his chest and kissing the top of my head.

The door flies open, almost hitting the wall behind it "Which one of you reptiles was screwing Midge Klump?" Reggie interrogates walking in, Bulldogs in tow.

I roll my eyes sitting up "Oh fuck off"

"What's going on? This is a private meeting" Jughead says, sounding like he was pleading for them to leave.

"I'm guessing it was you, Sweet Pea" Reggie spits pointing in our direction.

"Excuse me?" I ask jumping up from the table, being held back by Jordan.

"You know I'm dating Ezra you ass. I didn't even know Midge, but yeah I understand why she wouldn't want fleas from you mangy Bulldogs" Jordan smirks standing out to Reggie.

The two begin fighting before Archie and Jughead separate the two groups. I sigh pulling Jordan out of the classroom and down the hall.

"What a dickhead" he grumbles, his grip on my hand tightening.

"Just ignore him, he isn't worth the time or effort".

Jordan walks me home about an hour after school had finished. And by walked me home I mean he walked me to his trailer. Once inside I sit at the table and take out my homework.

"Are you seriously doing homework?" Jordan asks raising an eyebrow leaning against the table.

"Mhm, my dad warned me about my grades." I open my history book, no longer paying any attention to him.

"So you'd seriously rather do homework than hanging out with your boyfriend?" he questions, standing straight.

"Precisely" I nod my head taking a notebook from my bag.

"Fine, suit yourself" he sighs rolling his eyes and moving over to the couch. He turns on his PlayStation and begins playing some game I honestly couldn't care less about.

I study for about an hour before I throw the books in my bag in frustration. I head out into the sitting room. Jordan is still playing his game.

"What'cha playin'?" I ask sitting on the couch behind him as he was sat on the floor, clearly invested in his game.

"Fortnite" he replies bluntly.

"Are you winning?"

"I'm in top ten" he mumbles, concentrating hard on his game.

I nod leaning back on the couch "Have you heard anything from Fangs, has-"

"God fucking dammit" he yells throwing the controller "stupid fucking game"