"My name's not Angel."
"Maybe not, but no one as beautiful as you can be human, Angel."
Or in which, Reggie Mantle falls for the mysterious, outspoken twin sister of Jughead Jones. (Full Summary Inside).
(Reggie Mantle X Fem.OC)
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The next day at school, AJ was with Jughead in the student lounge. There were a few other students in there, all listening as one of the jocks talked. AJ recognized him as the jock that shoved Jughead in the hallway days before. "Why are we here again?" AJ quietly asked her brother as she sat atop the table Jughead was leaning against.
Jughead just shrugged his shoulders, watching as Archie struggled to put his money into the vending machine. Neither of the twins was listening to the conversation around them, that is until Jughead was mentioned.
"Let's be honest," the same jock said, loud enough for everyone in the lounge to hear. "Isn't it always some spooky, scrawny, pathetic internet troll, too busy writing his manifestos to get laid? Some smug, moody, serial killer fanboy freak like Jughead?"
AJ's head snapped around at the words, her dark glare landing on the tall, tan boy. At that moment, she didn't care how handsome he was, she wouldn't hesitate to rearrange his face with her fist. Her glare only intensified as the football team laughed, and if it wasn't for Jughead's grip on her arm, she would have leaped over that couch and kicked him where it counts. AJ made eye contact with the Korean football playing, her eyes pleading with him to shut up and stop talking ill of her brother. For a moment, she thought that the boy would stop. For just a slip second he hesitated, his eyes softening as they locked onto her, but that ended when his eyes traveled to her arm that was still in Jughead's grip.
"What was it like, Suicide Squad? When you shot Jason? You didn't do stuff to the body, did you? Like... after?" AJ frowned at the boy's words, shaking her head in disappointment.
"It's called necrophilia, Reggie. Can you spell it?" AJ snorted at her brother's reply. She always admired the way her brother had with words. She watched as the boy, she now knew as Reggie, leaped out of his chair and over the couch to get to Jughead. The second Reggie left his chair, the rest of the football team stood up as well, ready for a fight to break loose.
"Hey now," AJ snapped, shrugging Jughead's hand off of her arm and jumping off of the table, right in front of her brother. She didn't hesitate to place her hand on Reggie's chest, effectively blocking him from her brother. "That's enough," she said, looking towards Archie to see if he would help stuck up for his ex-best friend. She could feel Reggie's eyes on her, but she ignored him.
"Shut the hell up, Reggie," Archie said, also taking a step towards Jughead.
"What do you care, Andrews?" Reggie asked, glaring at Archie. "Oh, shit," Reggie laughed, taking a step away from AJ and glancing between the three. "Did you guys kill Jason together? Was it some freaky blood bond thing?"
AJ rolled her eyes, taking another step closer to Reggie, but before she could say anything, Archie shoved Reggie back.
"Archie," AJ snapped. Usually, she wasn't one to care much for using her words. She would rather use her fist, but she knew that Archie couldn't take the whole football team on his own.
