Isabella Stark isn't exactly a normal girl. She dates two boys and two girls at the same and helps run her older brother's technological empire on the weekends for fun. She also helps save the world as Shadow Hunter because what else is the little s...
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╰PROLOGUE╮
The blare of Veronica's alarm jars Isabella from a deep sleep bright and early Sunday morning. Once awake she immediately feels too hot and too cold all at once. Her naked body is pressed between Veronica and Jughead, the latter having stolen most of her blanket. The alarm gets louder and Veronica fumbles her phone off of the floor to turn it off.
"Uuurrgghh," Archie groans comically. Jughead rolls over to lie across Archie's chest, muttering, "Please be quiet, babe."
" Both of you be quite." whined Betty, who was curled up behind Archie's back.
Now that Jughead had really stolen her blanket, Isabella crawls over her raven haired girlfriend to get out of bed. She's so tired she can barely see straight. They'd been up until almost sunrise having sex, which was of course fun at the time, but as Isabella totals the hours of sleep in her head, she ends the count at five.
"What are you doing, Izzy?" Veronica asks, her eyes still closed.
"I told you last night when you set the alarm," Isabella replies, rifling through the clothes on the floor to find her wrinkled Twenty-one pilots shirt and ripped black jeans, "I have to go call Pepper to have the private jet sent to pick us up later tonight. Also I have few things to look at for the company."
"Nooo, Bells," Archie whines, displacing Jughead as he sits up.
Isabella is so tired that every nerve in her body feels like a fork being scraped along a dinner plate. She wants to cry, scream, snap at Archie, all of them for keeping her up so late. But Archie looks so pitifully handsome with his bedhead and pouty lips. She steps over the shoes and boxer shorts on Veronica's bedroom floor to kiss her boyfriends' and girlfriend foreheads. She then leans over them to peck Veronica on the cheek and then makes her way towards the door.
"We love you Isabella," Jughead calls after her.
"I love you all, too," Isabella replies without turning around, shutting the door softly behind her. She makes her way out of the Lodge house before heading down the street the leads towards her lovely gothic manner that somewhat close by. As far as houses in Riverdale go, her's is by far the biggest and best. Well, it used to be the second biggest, but then Cheryl Blossom burned down her place, so now her's is the first biggest. Isabella is not really proud of it nor ashamed of it. It just sorta a strange thing that was never really thought about or talked about. Sure, to most residents of Riverdale the little sister of the Stark billionaire/ superhero was extremely odd sight to their day to day life in their extremely little town but to Isabella it something else. It's paradise. There is hardly any swarms of poparazzi and she doesn't have her older brother, Anthony, constantly breathing down her neck. So she free in Riverdale. Though the only downside to living in the small town is that everyone knows everythining about everyone.
So naturally, when Isabella started helping Betty and Jughead on Jason murder case everyone had wanted to know who was sleeping with who. Which was sort of quickly guessed when Betty and Jughead were spotted cuddling as they looked at their murder board. But it then was sort of second guessed as Betty was spotted sporting Isabella signature red maroon leather jacket. Then things got even more complicated when Isabella was scene making out with Veronica in the music room when she thought no one was watching. Then there was time she and Archie we're spotted at the movies hugging each other and leaning into each other's hold.
But more rumors began to spread like an out or control wide fire after Jughead had been taken in for his father's arrest. What didn't help them was that things were at an all time low, Jughead was angry about his dad and the serpents, Betty was caught between jughead's crossfires and her own family drama, Veronica was dealing with the living embodiments of bullshit ( Her parents), Archie was pissed off at Jughead about his dad. All this meant was that Isabella had to fix the choas that Jason Blossom had inadvertently given them
It started with Jughead and Betty, the ones who needed her the most at the time. She had comforted and reassured them that she would fix their relationship or at the minimum stay with them. Isabella soon got Archie back and then eventually Veronica. So with everything fixed and Jason's case solved there seemed no need to hide their relationship. They knew they weren't going to get the best reaction but what the most was that they had each other. So they all went public. It started out with small things. Veronica would peck Betty and Isabella on checks before class, Archie and Jughead would switch jackets ( which Isabella usually ended up stealing from one of them) and Betty would walk to school with Veronica and Archie. They then added more things like Isabella openly referring to them as her romantic partners and them going on dates at Pops and public kissing ( which sometimes lead to Jughead marking up Isabella's and Archie's neck. He did how ever hold back on Veronica and Betty as he knew the situations with their helicopter moms) the next step for them all was meeting the family. Archie and Jughead's parents pretty much grew up with most of them and had already meet the other two. So it left Veronica's parents ( who none them were really dying to meet ) , Betty's parents ( Her parents were weird put by their relationship. So that was a hard pass.) And lastly Isabella family. Her parents are dead so that left her with her older brother and her adopted family, the team, the Avengers.
" Jarvis can you text Pepper about the jet please." called Isabella as she made her way into her house. She stretched out. Her bones let out cracking noises that both relieved and pained her simultaneously.
" Sure thing Izzy." the British AI chirped. She smiled proudly. It taken her weeks to get Jarvis programmed in her house and another week to fix the name he called her. Unlike her brother she hated beging called miss or mistress or what other formal titles Jarvis had programmed into him.
" Miss Potts wants me to inform you that the jet should be here by four p.m and wants you to have a safe flight." Jarvis informed. Isabella hummed in response. She made her way into her bedroom before picking out a new set of lace under wear and bra. Shw decided on a black set before grabbing a simple mooron cocktail dress.
" Thank Pepper for me Jarvis. Also tell her I'll try to have to have the paperwork she sent me done before then." she called out as she shut the top drawer of her desser before making her way towards the bathroom that connected to her bedroom. She dropped her clean clothes in her sink before turning her shower on.
Discarding the rest of her undergarments, Isabella stepped under the spray of hot water. The stream felt like refreshing hot raining down on her back and shoulders, she was stiff and aching from far too little sleep since this had all began. While the steam filled the room,she felt herself relaxing, she browsed the selection of body wash and shampoos on the hanging caddy. Her finger ran over the labels of the ones she had bought over time and kept here: vanilla cupcake, strawberry seduction, lavender with cotton candy, and apple with guava soaps sat beside an ocean salt scrub. Moving up a shelf, her eyes roamed the small selection of products that her partners used. Jughead was always partial to one specific mint with irish spring soap and rainwater soap. Veronica had a thing lavender soaps. While Archie and Betty were more of partial to soaps that swelled of green apple. Their still was a bottle of white tea mixed with cinnamon that Isabella was working through.
Her fingers tapped against both bottles before she decided to put a squirt of each in her hand. She used one finger to swirl the two gels into a mixture before rubbing her hands together to create a lather. Washing with the combination, she soaped her body and revelled in the fresh scent that was reminiscent of visiting Eversgreen Forest after it rained. She washed her hair with one of her bottles then lingered under the warmth. The water rushed down over her head and surrounded her in blissful white noise for a few more minutes before she reluctantly turned the tap off. Isabella stepped out of the shower and dried off with a dark purple colored towel. She twisted her hair up into it while she dressed in the outfit she'd laid out. She sighed. She wasn't prepared for the events that were coming.
