Chapter 6

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"I still can't believe you talked to mom like that! So you do got a bad ass in you," Darrell laughs.

"Your mom," I bite. "She pissed me off."

"I was thinking, things aren't so great here.... with dad being an ass, and mom's drinking problem, maybe I could come visit you? And stay in a hotel?"

"That would be great Darrell! I have nothing better to do, please please!" I beg at him.

"Alright, I'll get a plane ticket, I'll text you about it. Love you."

"Love you, bye," I hang up squealing.

I haven't seen him in forever!

Darrell: I'll be there in about a week, I still have to talk to my boss about it.

Me: Yay! Okay, I can't wait to see you! I'll talk to you later. :)

I take a sip of my coffee smiling.

Veronica: DUDE! YOU'RE ON SEATTLE'S BIGGEST NEWSPAPER!

Me: Wait? What?

Veronica: I was looking at daily news and a picture of you popped up. You're at some coffee shop with your neighbor.

Me: Damn. Can you send me the link?

Veronica: Sure! *the link*

Me: Thanks.

I quickly click on it looking at the picture, Jughead's face was close to mine, it's obvious that I'm blushing pretty hard in the picture.

"Believe it or not, Forsythe Pendleton Jones III, was spotted with a girl, in a small town called Riverdale. By the looks of it, Forsythe has a new girlfriend."

Well shit. I wonder if Jughead has heard about this yet.

Veronica: I can't believe it. YOUR FAMOUS. And damn that's a good angle for you! We need to celebrate! This is good for your books!

Me: Chill V. It's nothing important.

Veronica: Yes it is. I'm taking you somewhere fancy tonight. I'm paying.

Me: Don't you dare.

Me: Veronica!

Me: Veronica!!!

I put my phone down groaning, she never listens to me.

*

I wrap my arms myself feeling self conscious. The dress Veronica picked out for me was black, it was low cut showing some cleavage, and had an open back.

"Im here with Lodge," I mumble towards the waitress.

"Ah yes, this way," she smiles.

I can't believe we are actually eating somewhere so fancy. Everyone was around the age of forty to fifty, all wearing expensive clothes, which caused a bunch of stares from me. I ducked my head in embarrassment ready to unleash my anger on Veronica.

When I approached the booth, I was shocked. It wasn't Veronica, but Jughead. He cleaned up well, and was wearing one of his fancy suits. I took a seat in front of him looking around for Veronica.

"What are you doing here?" I mumble.

We haven't talked since, well, that day. After he spanked me, we ate, and he hugged me farewell.

"Veronica."

"Of course," I sigh. This is what Veronica did.

Me: Where the hell are you, and why did you invite Jughead?

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