The fourth book in the Jughead Jones Series.
Jughead Jones and Mila James finally made it to Senior year, but neither of them was prepared for what'd happen.
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Monday
'The week started like any other. Who would've guessed where I'd be by the end?'
Mila groaned hearing her alarm clock going off. The brunette shot up, shutting it off quickly. "I hate Mondays." She quickly got dressed and headed out towards her bike. Just as she was about to hop on and leave for school when her phone rang, Jughead calling. "Hello?"
"I need my muse. How fast can you get here?"
Mila was now sat in Jughead's chair, a doughnut in hand. He had explained to her about Dupont terminating Jughead's contract if he didn't have a good novel by Friday. "I have to write the best damn Baxter Brothers novel these stories have ever ready by Friday, which coincidentally is the Ides of March. You know, Stonewall Prep celebrates the holiday by throwing a big blowout in the woods."
"Okay... well, then... write about what's happened here?" Mila suggested.
"Yeah," Jughead nodded, "Like a prep school thriller."
"Sure." She nodded.
"We could start with my- We could start with Moose's arrival." She hummed nodding, smiling at how excideted he was, "You're a freaking genius." He said, quickly kissing her. She moved over to the window seat, ready to watch him type the day away.
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Mila's week had gone by fast, her time conisited of sitting on Facetime with Jughead while he wrote and she did her homework, being at school or the community center and sleeping. Jughead had gotten chapters out left and right. Hiram Lodge had been working out at the community center which confused her, but she said nothing of it.
Thursday
Mila stood leaning up against the counter as Jughead ranted about Mr. Dupont. "Mr. Dupont is turning out to be worse that any of the villains in his precious Baxter Brothers series." Jughead mumbled, glaring at the Island counter tops. "It's clear he wants me expelled."
"You can't let your name be tarnished by these, these trust fund brats." Fp told him, "Hell, it's my name. It's out family name."
