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It wasn't a secret that the brooding, mysterious, loner Jughead Jones has liked you. You were practically the most known girl in school, Cheryl Blossom being a close second. You were on the River Vixens, co-captain obviously. You were also best of friends with Cheryl, you guys grew up together so you were always with eachother.
You were basically the 'It' girl of Riverdale, there wasn't one single day where Reggie and/or Moose didn't hit on you. No one at Riverdale has ever saw you with someone else, you were quite reserved and were going to throw away your dignity for a football player who would be gone the next day.
The thing was that you weren't the normal it girl, sure you were popular but that didn't make you a bitch. If anything everyone wanted to be your friend, you were sweet, kind, funny, and absolutely gorgeous. Your father was in medical school and your mother was running for governor. It was crazy.
But who knew, that the perfect girl of Riverdale was screwing with the infamous Jughead Jones?
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Jughead's soft chapped lips met with yours again before you pulled away,
"Shouldn't we just tell them?" you asked releasing your hand from his dark locks,
"That would practically be a social suicide for the both of us, Cheryl hates me and my friends are.. judge mental." Jughead sighed inhaling the fumes from the janitors closet you two were sat in,
"I don't really care anymore Jug." You exclaimed resting your forehead against his,
"Wait it out a little longer?" Jughead questioned,
You were silent for a few seconds before agreeing, of course Jug was a little shit and continued doing what he was doing. He planted fresh hickeys on your neck and collarbone, you wrapped your arms around his neck letting him continue.
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It was during lunch when not only your friends started to question you but Jughead's too. You made the foolish choice of sending him a wink when passing his table, he smirked back before continuing to eat like he always does.
Cheryl looked at you, then Jug, and continued walking by your side,
"What was that?" She asked raising an eyebrow,
You looked at her weird, "What was what?"
She motioned towards Jughead's table sitting down and pulling you down with her, "That smirk he sent you? Are you guys a thing?"
You felt your eyes roll for the hundredth time that day, "We're friends."
Cheryl slapped your wrist causing you to wince and pull away, "Ow what was that for!"
"Don't lie to me Y/L/N, I'll find out sooner or later." She spoke crossing her arms,
You glare softly, "You'll find out that you left a red mark on my wrist?"
