Jellybean Jones

Chapter 38: Boys Are Idiots

Jughead POV
I often wonder what it would be like if Jellybean never came back. It troubles me to think that she might not have if our Mother had had a slightly different day. I knew that my little sister has had her ups and downs, but that never made me love her any less.

The rest of the week had went by quickly. I don't think Jellybean could say the same. She said that everything was fine at school, I didn't believe her. I mean, she was going to have to act right alongside Seth for the play right after he totally snapped. I couldn't even begin to imagine how awkward that was going to be. I hadn't brought up what had happened on that fateful Monday morning, exactly one week ago. I knew that it was pointless. I Especially didn't bring up her mention of a girl, I would let her figure that out.

Today was another normal Monday morning. For me, at least. Jellybean had her first rehearsal today and wasn't impressed. She hadn't told me how things were between her and Seth, but I doubted that it would be anything near good. I dropped my little sister off at her school, just as I had so many times, and continued on. Something felt different today, unlike most days, there was an odd silence between my sister and I. I wasn't too sure why, but I didn't like it, not one bit.

Jellybean POV
The week that followed mine and Seth's fallout had not been pretty. Rosie now knew and was completely appalled. I tried to avoid him as much as I could, but he just wouldn't take a hint. I made my way towards the front door, unfortunately, I was greeted be a familiar face. I looked away from Seth, expertly avoiding his stare. "Jellybean." He said. I kept walking. "Hey!" I walked faster. "Forsythia!" He called. "Don't call me that." I spat. Only Jughead and Dad could call me that. Not anybody else. Not anybody in the world.

I stopped dead in my tracks and stared blankly at the boy I had once loved. "What do you want?" I deadpanned. "What do I want? I want you to tell me what your problem is." He said calmly. I took a sharp breathe. He had been like this all week. "What my problem is? Are you really that oblivious?" I snapped. He only stared at me confused. "Oblivious? I just want to make sure that we're cool before we start the play together." He said cooly.

"We're not going to be 'cool' until you deal with what you did." I said evenly. "I didn't really do anything. I mean, yeah we kissed and everything, but like, it's not my fault you thought I liked you." He defended himself. He couldn't seriously be this oblivious, could he? I was about to go on when I heard a vaguely familiar voice call out my name. "I have to go." I said, before turning on my heel and walking over to the voice. It had been Adelaide.

"Hey!" I said, a smile appearing on my lips. She smiled in return. "Boy troubles?" She asked sympathetically. I scoffed lightly. "Yeah. That or he's just especially oblivious." I said. "Thanks for saving me, by the way." I added, a strange feeling bubbling in my chest. "No problem! A girls gotta help a girl out." She said lightheartedly. I think I might've blushed. "I should be getting to class, but I'll see you at lunch?" She asked. I nodded. "Y-yeah that'd be great!" I said quickly and walked to homeroom.

Jughead POV
It was during first block that there was an announcement over the loud speaker. Jughead Jones and Betty Cooper to the principal's office immediately. Thank you. I turned to look at Betty. We shared a nervous glance and walked down the hall and into Principal Weatherbee's office. We sat down without speaking. He faced us. "Just recently you two have published an article on the matters of if there is going to be a play this year, correct?" He asked sternly. I nodded.

"I want it removed. That is out of your control and we do not want the other students to think that it is in theirs." What the hell was this? I turned to look at Betty. "But sir, we ju-" I began. He shook his head. "Report back to class." He said. We got up and left the office. Betty looked flushed. "What's his problem?" She asked innocently. I shrugged. "I don't know, but that was weird, Betts." I told her. "We need to figure this out." I added. "We need to figure it out now." She agreed. We walked back to class, much more troubled than we had been before.