A story in which a quiet town is home to the quiet girl, A.J. Jones who would do anything for her twin brother. What happens when she meets someone who thinks he would do anything for her.
After going home and getting like four hours of restless sleep I made it through the next day then the next slowly getting used to this big routine. I groaned when the alarm on my phone started to scream at me and clicked dismiss on my phone. I grinned when I rolled over to the sight of Sweet Pea sleeping on the floor. He was kind enough to never sleep in the same bed as me, since he believed to be disrespectful to my dad. "Whatchu think bout princess? " Sweet Pea came out croaky. "It's been three weeks. No more suicides in woods. No more blue lips. As far as the town's concerned it was just two boy who took their lives for whatever reason, " I told him smirking as I noticed him sit up.
"Hopefully it ends there," I chuckled "With Jughead and Betty on the case that's unlikely, " his eyebrows slid up his head curious. "So what your retired from the whole mystery thing now, " a laugh escaped my lips as I shook my head. "Please I've never the been apart of the 'whole mystery thing', " I said putting up air quotes around my last few words. "I'm just assisting, " I corrected him and his eyes grew droopy then suddenly that same trademark devilish smirk grew on his face.
"Well... Then quit that job and you can assist me with anything you want, " I giggled and sat up. "Please I already do that, " I replied walking into my closet and pulling out some clothes. "Whatever, " he grumbled as I walked into the bathroom and shut the door.
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"I'm in trouble here A.J. I'm up to my eyebrows in bills and pops is hemarching money" Veronica told me sitting across from me in her pop's uniform and thick black glasses. "Well how far along is the Speakeasy it's got to be close at least V, " I suggested and her eyes suddenly filled with guilt. "Ronnie? " I questioned hoping to get an honest answer. She pulled off her glasses "Ronnie what is it?" I asked again.
"The Speakeasy is ready and it has been for awhile now, " she kept her eyes glued to the grey table. "What? Why haven't you opened it?" I questioned excited by the thought. "I've been waiting for Archie, " she whispered her eyes met mine and I could feel the sadness behind her words. "I just wanted him to be there. Dancing with me on opening night. Apart of it all, " I nodded deciding how to arrange my words.
"This is exactly what Archie didn't want, he didn't want you to put your life on hold. You need to start thinking about yourself for a change, " I paused and wrapped my warm hand in her cold one. "I'm say this as one of your best friends, open the damn speakeasy, " she looked hesitant at first but nodded. "As long as you and Sweets go, " my grin grew ear to ear as I nodded at her.
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"Veronica said she's gonna have a pretty strict dress code at her speakeasy, " I told Sweet Pea as we walked down the halls. I smiled at a kid who glanced at Sweet Pea and scrambled to get out the way. I shrugged and looked up to Sweets waiting for an answer. "You should know, I've been hearing this word a lot and I don't know what that means," I stared confused "What what means?" I felt bad for replying to his statement with a question when his eyes filled anger and red overcame the color of his cheeks.
