[CHAPTER NINE]

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Thicker than blood, more precious than oil Riverdale's big business is maple syrup

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Thicker than blood, more precious than oil Riverdale's big business is maple syrup. Since the town's founding, one family has controlled this lucrative syrup trade, the Blossoms. They were a part of the fabric of our daily lives. Rich or poor, old or young we consumed Blossom Syrup by the bucket. That sickly-sweet smell was inescapable.

The death of Jason Blossom precipitated a crisis. With the heir apparent gone who would inherit the family business one day? Certainly not Cheryl nor Adelaide. It was a question that brought the wolves to Riverdale. And now the Blossoms were circling the wagons against possible attack from within their own ranks.



I was standing in the snow with Cheryl by my side, as I welcomed my distant relatives with a fake smile painted on my rouge lips. Polly stood on my other side, looking nervous as usual. Ever since she came here a few minutes later than me, she has been scared of what the Blossoms might do.

The snow was falling in my hair as I began to greet everyone who stepped out of the car. I knew they were thinking the same thing that Hal did, 'she is just a mistake.'

I was constantly burdened by those words. I knew I was never planned, but I had never thought that my family would see me that way. I played with my red and white plaid skirt that was identical to Cheryl's, the only difference in our outfits being my white sweater.

I felt my phone buzz in my pocket, and I knew it was probably Betty or Jughead calling me again, they were the only ones who were consistently calling me, the others had stopped a while ago. I hadn't spoken to anyone other than Cheryl and Polly this entire weekend, and I was missing school today to greet the Blossoms. It is not that I am angry with them, I wasn't even angry at mom, I just needed some space.

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The next day, Cheryl and I had to go to school so I dressed in my Blossom approved attire before preparing to face the entire gang who I have been ignoring all weekend. Cheryl and I got out the car, and she turned to me with a smile, "So, sister, do tell, are you inviting Jughead to the tree tapping ceremony?"

I nod my head, "I am going to try, but it isn't really his thing, and he already came to the baby shower."

"Addy, if he, as much as I don't like your choice of men," I give her a warning look, "I do know that he is head over heels for you. Hell, he would die his hair red, if you asked him to."

I roll my eyes at her over exaggeration before linking my arm with hers and walking into the school, "I don't know, I haven't spoken to him since Friday."

Cheryl seemed distracted by something in front of us, "I can tell," she says.

"What?" I ask Cheryl before she spins me around to face Jughead who is looking down at me with an upset expression, "Hey."

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