Chapter Text
How you met…
…sweet pea - Whyte wyrm
Your mother had decided to move to Riverdale, however the private school you were currently at didn’t finish for another month. After days of arguing your mother moved with your sister, allowing you to stay with a friend finishing up the school year.
The drive to Riverdale had been exhausting, you needed a drink and directions. Pulling up to a small town biker bar you grabbed your purse and walked into the bar. Almost everybody inside wear the same black leather jacket with South side serpent’s on the back. You walked to the bar ordering your drink, paying and tipping the barman you turned on your stool too look around.
“I think your a little lost” a voice next to you said. Looking your taken back by the handsome stranger. He was tall, really tall thick jet black hair and the most gorgeous chocolate brown eyes. “and what make you think I’m lost?” you ask with a flirty smile.
“because hot, classy girls like you don’t come here by choice” he said smirking at you, not taking his eyes from yours. “who says I’m classy” you wink at him. “I’m looking for the Pembroke hotel, you know it?” you say. His smile grew, “you want the north side of Riverdale your on the wrong side of the tracks” he informs you teasingly telling about the good and bad side. Rolling your eyes finished your drink “think you can help a girl out with directions, my mother’s lead me to a trailer park” you laugh.
He looks at you “I can but only if you let me buy you a drink and maybe take you one night” he asked. You loved how forward he was, the way oozed with confidence “yeah I’ll have that drink now, and a night out sure, i need something to do in this boring town” you joke making him smile at you.
"the name’s sweet pea by the way“ he said gilding out his hand. You take it "y/n” you say back smiling and giggling like an idiot when he kissed your knuckles. For the rest of the night you and he spoke about everything and nothing, maybe it was worth moving and meeting the bad boy from the wrong side of the tracks.
…fangs -school
I refused to do PE I hated the lesson and always accidentally on purpose left my kit at home. After refusing to wear a school provided one the teacher sent you out the lesson to detention. You walked into the library, putting your note from the gym teacher to Weatherbee. He shook his head at you telling you to go find a seat.
After 15 boring long minutes, Mr weatherbee’s assistant came in calling him out. “I want the pair of you to stay seat don’t move, this is still detention” he said walking out.
When the door closed you took out your phone playing a silly game to kill time. The boy behind you was one of the new south side students, he was gorgeous, his hair eyes skin tone, everything about was breathtaking. his form of entertainment was throwing paper balls into the bin on the other side of the room.
You stopped playing your game watching him play his, he’d get the bin every shot. “wanna go?” he said noticing your interest. You took the ball completely missing the bin, feeling embarrassed. He laughed screwing up another paper ball “ here like this” he said placing the ball in your hand. He moved your arm with his “aim then let go” he said pushing your arm forward. The ball went in, you squealed happy you’d done it. “so what are you in here for?” you asked. He put his hands on his flannel shirt pulling it a little “you?” he asked. You laughed “same, I wouldn’t wear a lost and found gym kit” you answer you both start laughing.
“I’m y/n, what’s your name?” you asked “Fogarty, but you can call me fangs” he said. For the rest of detention you both had a mini game of paper basketball. Fangs letting you with “so when we get out here wanna go get a milkshake?” you ask him. Fangs looks at you “I’d like that a lot”
…Fp Jones - pops
You sat in the corner booth looking over the menu. You hadn’t lived there long but was slowly starting to get to know everyone.
A new man walked in, wearing a pops uniform, he had a devilish smile and hypnotic eyes. You’d not seen him before but definitely wouldn’t mind seeing more if him.
He came over smiling asking to take your order. After ordering, fries and burgers he went back to the counter flashing you a smile to make you giddy.
You couldn’t help but watch him as he worked. Taking milkshakes and burgers to a group of teens, your eyes followed him. He caught you looking when he wiped a table down, flashing you a wink that made your heart race. His eyes where locked on your as he started walking to your table.
Cheryl blossom your full of herself neighbour, who you already hadn’t had the best experience with pushed her milkshake onto the floor. “clean that up pleb, just like you did my brother’s blood” she said. You watched him sigh and start to clean the spilt drinks, this was when you worked out who he was, fp Jones and the murder of Jason blossom was still a hot topic on the rumour vines when you moved here. However this was the first time you’d actually seen the famous serpent.
He looked at you as he stood up, this time the smiley flirty face was sadden and ashamed. You don’t know why you done it maybe to show Cheryl up who was now laughing with her friends.
Walking to their table you smile at Fp “hey Cheryl bomb-bitch, wasn’t it your father who actually spilt that blood, and couldn’t clean his own mess, looks like the maple doesn’t fall far from the tree” you said full with attitude. She quickly got her things and friends leaving, giving you her best death stir.
FP smiled at you, “you didn’t have to do that but thanks” he said honestly. “you worry about any excuse to knock her down a peg or two” you joked. “well what can I get you, on the house” he said. You ordered a coffee “I’m y/n” you say taking the paper cup “pretty name y/n, fp Jones” he said. You smiled walking to the door “well I hope to see you around Jones” you smirked,like like it was nothing knowing you’d definitely becoming back soon to see him again. FP laughed already completely taken by the new customer thinking of a way to ask her out when she came back.
…Jughead- drive in
Jughead came back to the twilight drive, after being at pops with Archie. He was looking forward to going straight to bed when he got in.
A sound of off key singing caught his attention, he looked around not seeing anything at first. He walked more into the car park seeing a girl laying on the ground. He was about to go and tell her to move but when he looked into her y/e/c eyes he stopped in tracks.She was beautiful but looked like she had been crying. He coughed to make himself known as she looked up embarrassed.
You saw Jughead chuckling making you smile back. “hi” you say staggering to your feet almost falling into him. Looking into his eyes “hi, I’m jughead” he almost whispered, “y/n”. He grabbed you before you fell backwards taking the bottle of alcohol from your hand. “I think you’ve had enough of that” he laughed. He leading you to the projection building.
Once inside he offered you a coffee to help sober you up. “thanks” you mumble “no problem, want me to walk you home after that” he asked in the sweetest manner. You shook your head “no, I can’t go home I had a fight with my mum, she kicked me out” you sadly tell him. “well you can stay here if you want” he said pointing around the small room.
“you live here?” you ask him kind of impressed he lived at your favourite childhood then teen hangout. “yeah, I kinda can’t go home too” he laughed for the rest of the night you sat talking movies and novels.