I didn't go back to Pop's anymore that week. I stayed home and setup my room how I wanted it and hung out with my mom. Plus, I wanted to get my school stuff ready and didn't want to run into Jughead again.
I walked downstairs and heard my mom humming from the kitchen. I walked in the room and just stood in the doorway watching her. Her hair was the same shade of y/h/c as my own, and her eyes the same bright y/e/c.
She had been so busy the last few days she hadn't taken the time to really take care of herself. Her hair was a mess and she had dark circles under her eyes. She somehow still looked beautiful despite all of that.
"Hey mom" I said sitting down on the bar stool in the kitchen.
"Hi, sweetheart" She said placing a plate of food in front of me.
"Thank you. So... you were humming" I said smiling at her.
"Was I?" She asked quietly.
I nodded my head "Yes....this is the happiest I've seen you since dad died" I said taking a bite of the pot roast my mom had made. She sat down next to me and squeezed my hand "I am happy...for the first time in a while. This house, this town...it was just what I needed to start healing." She smiled at me and I smiled back. We sat through the rest of dinner in silence.
I helped her clean up the dishes afterwards and then headed to my room. I took off my skinny jeans and bra and pulled on a pair of yoga shorts, and a big T-shirt and flopped down on my bed. I just lied there staring up at the ceiling. Thoughts of Jughead running through my mind.
His hand running up the side of my thigh...his bare chest rising and falling...his quiet moans as he kissed my neck...his soft hair as my fingers ran through it...
I rolled onto my side, hugged a pillow to myself, and stared out the window until I drifted off to sleep.
>>Next Morning<<
I woke up early so I could shower and pick out the perfect outfit for my first day at a new school.
After about an hour of flinging clothes out of my closet and dresser drawers, I finally decided on a dark grey, fitted skirt with light pink, yellow, and mint green flowers on it, a white flowy tank top tucked in, and a light pink leather jacket. I wore my hair down and curled it. I applied a little bit of makeup and grabbed a pair of barely worn heels out of my closet. I put them on and then looked at myself in the mirror one last time.
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"Well, here goes nothing" I said grabbing my bag off the bed and heading down to the kitchen.
"Goodmorning, Y/n" My mom said as I stepped into the kitchen placing my bag on the counter "You look lovely dear, would you like some breakfast?"
"yes please, " I said as I slipped my phone down into the pocket of my bag before sitting down. She placed a plate of French toast down in front of me along with a glass of orange juice.
