Sweet Dreams Are Made of This

And She Appears

*MOST IN CHERYL'S POV*

Cheryl's POV

"I'm alone. It's always been that way since Jason died. He was my only friend, besides Heather, but my mother shut my 'deviance' down fast. Heather was the only other person I loved besides Jason. My mother ruins everything for me," I thought on my way the the bathroom. I'm the HBIC of Riverdale High, and I can't have anyone know I'm pathetic.

      I pull the silver handle and rush inside. I leaned on the sink; my hands gripping the sides. I look in the mirror and see everything mother says is wrong with me, from my pastel skin to my huge lips. I slouched my head down, facing the sink. I heard the door open and I jumped up, brushing myself off. I had to act like nothing was wrong. A beautiful, stunning, gorgeous, dark-skinned girl, with pink strands in her long light brown hair, walked into the bathroom, to the sink one away from mine. I did my best to ignore her, which was damn near impossible, but she seemed familiar.

    "Are you okay? You jumped when I came in," the girl asked with a genuinely concerned look. She gave me a look I hadn't seen since Jason died, a look that was full of love and care. I only turned my head slightly and painfully slow. Her look scared me. I never felt the way I did when she looked at me like that. My heart skipped a beat; I felt butterflies in my stomach. I hadn't felt that since Heather. I didn't realize she was waving her hand in my face to get my attention.

"Hello?" She asked slightly annoyed.

"Huh...uh....I...uh....I need to go!" I say quickly and rush to the door. I feel her hand grab my arm and pull me back, stopping me. When she touched me, I felt nauseous, butterflies in stomach, and my head was light and airy. I have never had that much feelings for someone before. It's scaring me. My mother told me I was loveless, so I believed her.
    
      She pulled me towards her, not close, but closer than I can handle. Right then, I realized who she was. She was the girl I talked to at the drag race and when the serpents transferred from Southside High to Riverdale High; she was feisty. She lightly grabbed my lower forearm, right above my wrist. I don't know why I did this, maybe I was scared, but I yelled, "Get your sapphic serpent hands off my body!" I stormed out of the bathroom and ran straight to the girl's locker room.
    
     I open the dark brown, heavy door leading to the locker room. I quickly shuffle past the lockers, benches, and showers. I finally get to my locker and sit on one of the benches near my locker. I rest my elbows on my knees and rest my head in my hands, covering my face.
     
     I feel my eyes start to water, and I feel my cold tears slide down my cheek and into my hand. I was so confused. My mother told me that it was a phase with Heather, and I would get over it. Why do I like her? "They are only serpent scum," my mother always said. For the first time in years, I was confused about my sexuality.

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Sorry this was so short! I promise I will update soon! ❤️