A note that led to Murder

Chapter 1

A/N: This is NOT something that will happen in Riverdale. This is just a fun story I created for entertainment. The looks of Heather (shown in a few chapters) are what I think she looks like. I could be completely wrong, and that's fine. I tried to do research to see if I can get any info on her, and I couldn't find anything. Also, every character mentioned in the story will be a Senior unless I say differently. Meaning Heather left like at 6-7th grade? And Cheryl got with Toni at the end of Freshman year and through the whole Sophomore year.

Heather's POV

Sleep. Something I definitely wasn't going to get tonight. I always pulled some sweet all-nighters and defeated exhaustion at parties. But this, this was something that happened one other time. I was going back to Riverdale Highschool. Just a friendly version of saying prison for teenagers.

The only thoughts that kept me awake were the people. Everyone changes in highschool whether you like it or not. It was quite annoying, but eventually, you get used to it after a while. I had my clothes all set out already, my bag packed, but I still feel like I was forgetting something. Something I really had to do. I sighed.

I will admit, it was Cheryl Blossom that made me incredibly nervous. She was my first girlfriend, my first for everything. It was that one night. I remember it so vividly.

We were in her room, we were just looking at magazines. Making jokes about the things we saw in them. Then she just looked at me. She had a hungry look in her eyes. She pressed her lips to mine. Her kiss was amazing, but it felt weird. It didn't feel exactly right. It cured a satisfactory need, but there was no real electricity. She pulled back as fast as it started. She took the bottom hem of her shirt and lifted it over her head.

I did the same following in her footsteps. I started leaning back on her red velvet bed, Cheryl topping me. We made out for a solid 10 minutes. We were so focused that we didn't even hear the door open.

"Cheryl what on earth are you doing!" shrieked Mrs.Blossom.

Cheryl pulled back from me, looking at her mother. Fear filled her eyes. She climbed off me and grabbed her shirt struggling to put it on. I grabbed mine as well. Slipping it over my head. I was looking at my love, ready to hug her at any moment. I felt a pair of eyes stare into the side of my head. It felt like actual lasers might've well been. That lady scares me shitless.

I looked over at her giving her a tiny wave. She glared at me, not blinking. She reminded me of a goldfish, always have a dead stare at something, and they never blink, well I think.

Cheryl never even tried to reach out to me after that. I was trying to understand, but it certainly hurt like hell. She never talked to me at school. I got her glancing at me sometimes, but that was about it. After a while, I gave up on her. My mom got a new job, so we had to move anyway. It was a perfect start. You could say at my old school I had a couple of girlfriends. Well, like a lot. I always had one in my room or their room it felt like. I shook off all the memories from them and rubbed my eyes.

The fact of seeing Cheryl part didn't scare me. It would be how she would react. I sighed once again. Finally closing my eyes.

Beep. Beep. Beep. Beep. I woke up to my alarm. Ugh. I smacked it to silence it.

"Beep beep beep to you too bitch," I said swinging my legs over my bed. I grabbed my outfit for the day and started putting it on. It was cuffed jeans and a basic camo T-shirt. I slipped on a leather jacket that wasn't related to any gangs. I wasn't really into that stuff. I rested my dirty blonde hair on my right shoulder.

I totally skipped breakfast this morning. I couldn't process what was happening most of the time, basically every day when I first woke up. I got into my 2010 Jeep Commander. I personally loved the car. It was a nice silver that gave a nice dazzle in the sun.

I drove to the hell hole. I was at a red light when I randomly looked in my cup holder.

"Awesome! A sour patch kid. It's yellow too!" I popped the fetus in my mouth and chewed making a face. "Oh god. That was I don't even know how old. That's ok."

I finally got to high school and parked my car. I walked into the school taking a nice whiff of it. I gagged. It smelled of money and chemicals trying to make the school nice and clean. I joined back in the middle of the year. It was a Monday so I would have a nice crusty week ahead of me. I went to the office for my schedule.

"Sup sister," I greeted very politely the front desk lady.

She looked up surprised. "You must be the new student right Ms. uh"

"It's Heather Taylor. I am yeah."

"Well welcome to Riverdale High! I hope you have a nice time and if you have any problems or if you need help getting around just ask."

"Dope ok. Thanks, old lady," I gave her a head nod and walked out. As I walked out I heard her gasp. I looked down at my schedule. Locker 628, and all my classes were equally boring. I had more time to get to my classes than other students because I was new, common sense. Besides the gym, I really liked it, unlike the other girls.

The school day went pretty quickly. Barely anyone tried to talk to me. Which I was perfectly fine by. Someone tried to talk to me at lunch but I stopped them real quick.

I was chowing down on my pizza as I heard footsteps walk up to the side of me. She sat down next to me.

"You must be Heather! It's great to final-"

"Listen sweet cheeks. I honestly don't care. I tend to like being alone and I don't need a rich bitch to try and be friends with me. Thanks, I appreciate it though. If I have any questions I'll ask," I said with a mouth full of pizza. I unlocked my phone so she can put her contact in. She did.

"Alright, I'm sorry. Talk to you later hopefully," she smiled and walked away.

I looked down at my phone to see what this chic's name was. "Veronica" with a red heart next to it. I rolled my eyes.

I got to my car after the final bell rang out. I drove home in peace as I blasted "Do Re Mi" by Blackbear.

A/N: I hope you liked this! It was longer than I thought, whoops. Other parts would probably be shorter, I hope at least.