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Riverdale doesn't feel like home anymore, doesn't feel... Safe?! The war of 'the sides', the mysterious deaths, abusive parents, and above all, The southside serpents.

Are parents teach us when we're kids never to go to the serpents, and if you do come across one of them to run and never look back.

Well this all started with the serpents, most importantly the leader FP Jones, and my mother. A forbidden romance when when they were young, or so she said. Now this is important, as this is all starting with a swift knock on my door, my mother answered it and he stormed in and there were masses of shouting. I couldn't handle it so I left, snuck out of my bedroom window, left a note in case my mother remembered I existed and ran to Pops.

I heard the tiny bell ring above my head as my drowned clothes stuck to my frozen skin. Pop rushed me to a table and brought over a cup of hot chocolate, "with extra sweetness!", as he would say. Pops was quiet, empty except from the antisocials, or the loners as my mother would put it.

My dad left the picture 10 years ago, when I was 6, he wasn't very present when he was there. He hated me, my mother and my sister, who is also gone. Polly's off somewhere, doing something with her life, and even though we're blood related, no one would believe it. She was HBIC when she was in highschool, she dropped out when she was 16, ran away with her boyfriend, the quarterback, Jason, and we haven't heard from them since. They left and Cheryl, Jason's sister, became the new HBIC and Archie, my next-door neighbor and "future husband" accourding to him, at the star-quaterback.

Stupidly enough, Archie and Cheryl are dating, even though he's cheated on her with every other girl in our school, and in Riverdale, younger or older, a lot older, me and Kevin counted the oldest to be around 30, 31 ish, he's 16 for fucks sake!! But it's not like she doesn't know, she's seen him, like, literally seen him make out with another girl for a good, 10 minutes, but I guess she just wants to be seen as the best of the best.

Now for Kev. He's my best friend, my only real friend, all the rest are fake. He worked with me in 'The Blue and Gold' until he made the wrestling team, now it's just me. But Kevin is like my diary and me, his. I tell him everything and he to me, and we never repeat it to anyone. He's closeted gay, but a few people know, he's 'dating' this guy moose, the only thing is, moose is apparently straight and with a girl named midge, so now Kevin's a lot more insecure about his sexual orientation.

I have other "friends" but like I said, they're all fake. Im in the same "squad", I hate that word so much, as Cheryl, Archie and Veronica, mean rich bitch, so I'm classed as popular. Everyone's either a cheerleader or on a sports team, usually football or wrestling.

So, basically, in a nutshell, I'm a "popular" journalist, who is really being used by all he friends except one. Hated by her parents, if my dad's even alive, and is just about ready to end it all, I just need one more push off the ledge.

I slowly sip on the hot chocolate, pondering the idea of what my very unfortunate blood related mother, Alice, and Southside serpent leader FP could be fighting about, when the bell rings again, signifying another person entering or going. Although it was empty, Pops had gotten busy for a Sunday night. Most are either sleeping or getting drunk on the abandoned rail-tracks dividing the north and south sides of Riverdale, so it was weird when he walked in.

*So, hi, I'm anya, and this is my new story, and my first published one. I hope you enjoy and I'll be aiming to post every week, so let's see how that goes, lol. It's December 26th for me, so Merry Christmas! And happy new year, hope yall have an amazing 2020!!!! See you next post :))*
-Anya xoxo