Jellybean POV
"You're scaring me, Pidge." Adelaide whispered, using her newly discovered nickname for me. "For the last time, Adi, you calling me 'Pidge' is not going to get me watching Voltron." I whined. Even though this 'Pidge' character did seem cute, I wouldn't give in. She was desperate to get me to watch the anime, I refused to comply. "I'm serious, Jones." She persisted. I had accidentally let it slip that I had fainted yesterday and she wasn't impressed.We sat down at a table for lunch, she grabbed my hand and looked at me, no, stared at me directly in the eyes. I could barely take it. The bright green orbs gazing back at me practically willed me to speak. "I'm worried about me too, Adsy, I just...don't know. I just don't know." I told her. A look of sadness fell over her, a sadness that I knew I had brought on. "Listen, I am fine. I'm not hurt or-or anything like that. It was just an anxiety attack." I insisted, trying to hide the fact that I was still frightened that my anxiety had caused me to almost stop breathing.
My girlfriend bit her lip nervously. "I should be the one comforting you, love love." She said suddenly, giving me a shy smile. "It's my turn, so suck it up." I said playfully, moving my shoulders slightly. "If that's what you say, cutie." She agreed. I grinned at her and she put a dollop of the whipped cream for her pie onto my nose in an affectionate manner. I wiped it off onto my finger and licked it.
"Stop being cute than us and move your butts over." Rosie said, seeming to appear out of nowhere with Ginny. I blushed a faint pink hue and made room. Ginny was looking at me, or more specifically, my scar. I looked down subconsciously and Adelaide grabbed my hand whilst Rosie smacked Ginny on the thigh. She muttered a quick 'sorry' and began to eat her lunch.
Jughead POV
"He doesn't deserve you, Arch." I said for about the millionth time. "But he liked me not her, Jughead!" Archie cried as we sat down on a couch in the unoccupied student lounge. Reggie, who I had, and always will, absolutely hate, had dumped my best friend after completely using him for a temporary boyfriend. "I thought he loved me, Jug. I-I...wait, oh my god, Jughead, what happened?" He stopped ranting about his ex as soon as he noticed what I assumed were the bags under my eyes.I hadn't slept the night before. "N-nothing you need to worry about. Just...I don't know, man, he's always been a high school has-been waiting to happen and that kind of already makes him an a-class jackass." I said, quickly switching the subject back. "Jughead Jones, did you just steal a quote from Heathers: The Musical?" Archie demanded, knowing full well that I had. "'High school has-been waiting to happen' just fit." I said, shrugging.
"Wait, why have you seen that? I mean, I have an excuse because I have a fourteen year old sister, but what?" I asked purely out of curiosity. And maybe to distract him, but he can't tell. "What? Barrett Wilbert Weed playing a musical version of a Winona Ryder character is hot." He explained, winking subtly at the end. I rolled my eyes. "Yeah, whatever, Mister 'I'm gay'." I said jokingly. "Bi, Jughead! Bisexual!" He nearly screamed as two terrified freshman walked passed the open door. He blushed while I laughed.
"Thanks for cheering me up, Jug." He said awkwardly, but I knew he meant it. "I'm always here for you, Arch." I replied. There was a slight pause before I broke the silence again. "God, I'm hungry, halfway through lunch and I still haven't eaten." I complained. Archie rolled his eyes. "Wow, Jug, just wow." He said. And for one shining moment, everything was okay.
Jellybean POV
"Okay, yeah, no, I mean, I would watch it for Barrett, but he's so only into it for JD!" I exclaimed, knowing full well that Archibald Andrews would be totally into the lead male character in a musical. Jughead had explained his Heathers reference and I was pretty impressed. We were walking home and he deadass stopped and turned to face me.
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Jellybean Jones
FanficIt's been a year since FP Jones was released from jail after being falsely accused of murder. His daughter, Jellybean Jones, is finally coming home. She remembers him as a drunk, a dead beat dad, but he had changed in the five years that she was gon...