Dreamers

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B POV
I got up with a headache, and got Scarlett up and ready for school. I take some aspirin and get dressed. "Come on munchkin. We gotta get my bike from the bar." I say. We make it to the bar and I start my bike. She gets on the back and I drive to the school. I send jughead a text and start the class.

It was the last class, and it has all of the junior serpents. Kevin walks in halfway through the class while I was writing on the board. "Queen." one of the juniors says. I look up and see Kevin. "What do you need kev?" I ask. "There is someone in the office who wants to talk to you." he says. "Who is it?" I ask. "He said his name is Jackson." he replies. "Tell him I said I don't want to talk to him." I say and he nods and walks out of the classroom. "Are you ok queen?" they ask. "I'm fine. Finish your work." I say and sit at the desk. They turn it in and get on their phones. They know I don't mind, but if someone comes in they have to hide them.

The bell rings and they get their stuff together before leaving the classroom. Scarlett came in and sat on my desk. "What's wrong munchkin?" I ask. "My last class is so boring." she whines, making me chuckle. "I had a few of those myself. I had some college classes like that as well." I say. "When can we leave?" she asks. "I have to get tomorrow's lesson together then we can leave." I say. "Can I erase the boards?" she asks. "Sure. You can rewrite the date if you want." I say. She hops off my desk and there's a knock on the door. I look up and see fangs. "What are you doing here?" I ask. "Jughead wanted me to check on you." he says, and I roll my eyes. "I don't need my best friend to be my babysitter. I can handle myself." I say. "Can I at least help you get home faster?" he asks. "Staple these together." I say. I get the papers together and he staples them. We were laughing and listening to music until someone clears their throat.

F POV
Betty looks up and her smile is gone. I turn the music off and see a man standing in the doorway. "So this is where you work? It's.........decent." he says. Betty glares at him, but he seems to not care. I see her clench her fists, and I pull her behind me. "What are you? Her boyfriend?" he asks. "No. I'm her best friend, her boyfriend is the serpent king. We both aren't afraid to kill someone who harasses the queen." I growl. He looks back and forth between us. "You really need a body guard?" he chuckles. She tries to step closer, but I grab her. "I'm not afraid to kill a coward either." she snarls, scowling at him. "I am not a coward." he stands up straight. "Really, because a coward would let abusive people take care of their daughter. I don't care if you are my biological father or not. I want nothing to do with you. Come near me again, and you will see how badly you will need a bodyguard." she says calmly. "Goodbye, Elizabeth." he says. She tries to run at him, but I hold her back. "Let me go." She says in a low dangerous voice. I get in front of her, and hold her face. "Look at me." I say. She looks me in the eye. "He is not worth it. He is just a coward that you don't need to waste your breath on." I say and she nods, taking a few deep breaths to calm down. I let her go and we finish getting her lesson done for tomorrow.

B POV
I pulled up at the house, and turned the bike off. Scarlett handed me the helmet and hopped off. I get off and jughead pulls up. "Hey jug." I say. Scarlett opens the door and runs inside. I furrow my eyebrows and clip the helmets to the handles. "What's wrong Betts." he says. "Let's just say, it's a good thing you sent fangs." I say. "Why? What happened?" he asks. "Jackson happened. That coward won't leave me alone." I mutter. "I'm sorry love." he says. We walk inside and I change into some shorts and a crop top. I stare at the bit of serpent tattoo that pops out above my shorts. "How bad would that look if Penny carved it off?" I ask. "She's not gonna get the chance. Ghoulies aren't allowed in Riverdale." he says. "I want to get another tattoo, but I don't know what to get." I say. "You could get something small on your ankle, or your collarbone." he says. "Yea but what would it be?" I ask. "I don't know, Jones, or one of those flowers, or something for the baby." he says softly. "I'm not a jones jughead." I laugh. "No, but you could be." he says. "Are you asking me to marry you?" I ask. "Maybe." he says.  I turn and wrap my arms around his neck. "Are you serious?" I ask. "Yes. You already live here, we have a child together, we act like we're married already, so why not make it official?" he says. "Juggie!" I exclaim. "Betts." he says. "No juggie." I laugh, turning back to leave. "Why not?" he asks. He picks me up and set me on the bed, crawling on top of me so I couldn't move. "Just because we act like we're married doesn't mean you get married." I say. He kisses my forehead. "Well that's to bad. You would make a great Mrs Jones." he says.

S POV
I was about to open the door, but I heard dad talking. "Well that's to bad. You would make a great Mrs Jones." "Are you guys getting married?" I ask, walking into the room. I take in my view and turn around. "I really didn't want to see that." I say. Mom bursts into laughter, and dad chuckles. "It's not funny!" I exclaim, turning around. Dad was helping mom stand up. "It kind of is munchkin." he says. "So are you getting married or not?" I ask. They look at each other and then back at me. "That's a question for your mother." Dad says. She shoves him a little and gets her sketch book. "Nobody answered my question." I state. "No. We aren't getting married." Mom says. "Yet." Dad points at her. She rolls her eyes and sits on the bed.

J POV
Scarlett leaves and I lay next to Betty. "What are you drawing?" I ask. "I'm brainstorming tattoos." she replies. "Think about it, please." I say. "Jug." she chuckles. "It's just a question." I say. "For most people, it's a life changing question. All it would be for us is standing in front of family and friends, saying I do. You know I hate dresses. I don't own one." she says. "Then let's elope." I say. "Just because I don't want to wear a dress, doesn't mean everyone else would want to miss out on us getting married." she says. "You are a very confusing woman." I sigh. "Thank you." she grins. I shake my head and get up. I kiss her head and leave the room.