Little Red - Jughead

13

Ch.13

Charlotte was sitting on the couch watching tv she heard voices outside she walked to the front door and opened it and there was betty and Veronica.

"Hey guys she greets"Do you want to come inside

No thanks Veronica said Charlotte put on her jacket and step outside

Archie approaches a tired look coming over his face when he sees them

"Oh, god. Please don't tell me you're still on this crazy witch hunt."he said

"It's not a witch hunt, and it's not crazy." Betty protests taking a deep breath "We were just in Grundy's car..." And they didn't ask me to come Charlotte thought

"What? You were in her car?" Archie snaps at Betty

"Yeah, and thank god we were. We found a gun." Veronica explains.

"What?"

"And an ID with the name Jennifer Gibson. This is proof Miss Grundy is not who she says she is." Betty tells him.

"Then who is she?" Archie responds.

"Obviously, some sketch-queen named Jennifer Gibson." Charlotte scoff rolling her eyes

"Archie, what if she had something to do with Jason's murder? She taught him, she made you lie about him, we know she was at the river, she has a gun." Betty explains.

"So does Dilton Doiley, but you never thought he killed Jason."

"Open your eyes, Archie. Jason was her student last year. Everything about her is a huge, boldfaced question mark." Betty try to make him understand

"Okay, whatever her name is, she's not a killer," Archie told them

"You didn't ask her, did you? About her name? And why there's no record of her before last year? Why not?" Betty asks and Archie sighs in defeat and walking past the girls and enters the house

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"Rebel Without a Cause, good choice," Charlotte comment walking into the projector room seeing Jughead bent over it watching the movie through a window.

"'You're tearing me apart'" Jughead quotes from the movie and She laugh along with him.

Walking further in She look around the small shed seeing rows of film reels on shelves and spare parts hanging from the ceiling. I turn and see two photos one of Jellybean and Jughead and the other of her and him from July Fourth, we were lying next to each other on the back of the truck pulling silly faces at the camera. She smile at the picture, her eyes then wonder down to what was next to the photos which was a camper bed that had clearly been slept in and a small cooking stove with food next to it. She frown and turn back to Jughead who had all his attention on the movie.

"Are you sleeping here, Juggie?" I ask and he turns to me.

"Only when it's late sometimes it's easier than going home," Jughead tells her. The little red head didn't believe him

"Because if you are, you can tell me. You also know that there's always space for you at my house.

"I promise you little red , I'm not living here. Now come on you're missing the movie." Jughead reassures her and takes her hand, pulling her over the chair next to his. She took a seat and decide not to push him anymore.

She sat back in her  chair and rest her head on Jughead's shoulder dipping her hand into his box of popcorn and shoving it in her mouth.

"Hey." He protests throwing a handful of popcorn at her face. "Get your own."

"I have got my own." She reach out and take the box from him with a victorious grin.

"Not anymore." He laughs and smacks the bottom of the popcorn causing it to fly into the air and onto the floor spilling popcorn everywhere including the both of them.

"Forsythe Pendleton Jones." She gasp with a wide smile on her face.

"Yes, Charlotte Rosalind Andrews, Jughead replied picking a piece of popcorn out of my hair and putting it in his mouth.

Jughead leans closer to her his taking another  piece of popcorn from her hair looking her in the eyes as he eats it slowly her heart picks.

She opened her mouth to say something but know words would come out.

Jughead was going to do it he was going to kiss her he put his hand on her cheek and his  was just about to kiss her but a noise made them jumped a part. Charlotte frown.