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[xlovz]

[yourjughead]

Wrong side of the tracks pt.3

Pairing: Jughead x reader, Bughead A/N: This is a little rushed as I have been working. Hope you like it and remember REQUESTS ARE OPEN. Sorry this fic is moving a little slow. I promise things get a little more....drastic in the next part. PS: Sorry for my English, I think in irish. I kinda like writing in juggles POV and I'm a little scared to do Y/Ns but I will eventually have to...... ----------------------------- 3rd Person The group moved off from the table at the sound of the bell. Jughead and you intended to hold back to talk but Betty linked arms with Jughead and whisked him away. Jughead glanced over his shoulder to meet your eyes before being practically hauled out through the cafeteria doors. You smiled sadly to yourself before you walked on as well “So, Riverdale High huh?” Archie's voice brought you crashing back to reality as he practically skipped to meet your side. “Oh umm yeah Riverdale High” and then you zoned out as Archie rambled on about life in Riverdale High. Out in the halls you instinctively looked for Jughead and cursed yourself out almost immediately after catching yourself doing it. “So yeah that's Riverdale High” “umm eh yes thanks for the lowdown” you smiled politely at the ginger, picking up pace before he could ask any questions about yourself. You headed over to a section of lockers in search of your own. On finding it you pulled at the slightly rusted lock but to no avail, dropping your bag to the floor you continued. In the midst of fighting with your locker, Jughead watched you across the way while leaning on his own. Archie joined him. “She seems nice doesn't she  Jug” “emmm yeah i guess” Jughead felt his face heat up and prayed to every possible God past and present that Archie wouldn't notice. And he didn’t. He, like Jughead, was fixed on you. Completely and utterly. You, still fighting with your locker, felt eyes burn into your back. Turning on your heels you see the two of them through the floods of people, thick as thieves. The two of them bashfully started looking around them, Archie taking it upon himself to whistle. “So are you two genuinely just going to pretend that you don't see me struggling here” you laugh. Jughead smirking, pushes himself off his locker to help but Archie cuts in and rushes to your aid before he can. This caught you off guard as the jock began to fight your locker. Holding back a laugh you look towards Jughead who was doing the same. “Umm Archie isn't it? It's okay I have all the books I need for this period, I was just having ye on but thanks” you say once again, politely. “Oh alright, what class do you have next? Do you know where you're going yeah?” this caught you off guard, you weren't used to people being nice to you. “Umm yeah no I think I got it, I have english now” Jugheads eyes lit up. “Ohh ha...ha I knew that Y/N” he coughed awkwardly “I'll... I'll see you two later then” regaining his confidence,he brushed past you with a smile and nodded to Jughead. The hall was now almost empty. You picked your bag up off the floor and swung it onto your shoulder and walked straight into Jughead who was walking towards you. “Okay really this has to stop happening to me, my chest is starting to bruise” Jughead laughed and you smiled and bit your lip. This made jughead feel strange and he just wanted to change the subject. “Ive English too next, come on we can walk together” he smiled. You felt warm in his presence, comfortable, you felt the overwhelming need to just tell him every possible thing you could about yourself and it scared you. You two began to stroll to class not really in a rush just enjoying the little journey. “So, Riverdale? Were you going to tell me orrrr” you quizzed and he laughed “yeah, Riverdale, i didn't think it would come up or be relevant, I had just assumed you went to Southside High or...” “no. I don't” you cut in probably a little bit sharper than you had intended to. “Oh umm right okay” he squeezed his eyes shut hard and then open again and looked straight ahead and you, for the 100th time you felt like since you met him, cursed yourself out mentally. “Sorry” he nodded in acknowledgement to your apology and you bit your lip again. You arrived outside the class and you and Jughead stood practically toe to toe. He was the first to move and slip into the class and towards the back of the room, you followed like a sheep and it was driving you mad. You were not this girl, you were making yourself angry, something you hadn't done in awhile. You took the seat next to him and Ms.Humphrey began her lesson. You sunk into your chair and folded your arms. You didn't like English very much, you couldn't quite get the whole clarity of expression thing and old English plays bored you to near death. Jughead however, he was at home. And you noticed this. Smiling to yourself you watched him take part in the debate going on around you. Happily you listened to the sound of his voice, more so than the words that left his mouth...his beautiful mouth. You could listen to him for days. WHAT IS WRONG WITH YOU Y/N you once again yelled at yourself mentally. “And what do you think Miss Y/L/N” your head snapped up at Ms.Humphreys question. “Umm”  “you're new to Riverdale High, give us your fresh opinion on the subject” your world was crumbling before you. You hated speaking in class.Your mind froze, English, let alone good opinionated English left your brain. You didn't even know the topic they had been debating. Stupid Jugheads mouth you thought. Everyone started to turn around and inspect the new girl for themselves. Then a yellow legal pad was slid in front of you subtly. You read it briefly and then aloud “Umm I.. I think that this problem shouldn't exist in our world today its a problem that sounds like it belongs in the 1800s and it is up to our generation and the next one to attempt to fix a problem left by umm...your generation”. Ms.Humphrey raised an eyebrow “UMM NOT THAT I THINK YOU WERE BORN IN THE 1800s” the class snickered, Jughead especially. Idiot idiot idiot you thought to yourself. “Very well ms.Y/L/N….good...moving on... what is your opinion Reggie” the class continued around you. You closed your eyes and tried to sink into the chair so far that you'd eventually be mistaken for the chair. Jughead loved to see you squirm. Reggie then took it upon himself to be take the spotlight by saying something about thinking Ms.Humphrey was from the 1800s, taking the unwanted attention away from you. You felt your lungs begin to function again as your breathing returned to normal. Jughead smirked at you and you smiled in thanks that he just saved your ass and also because if you didn't you might cry on the spot. The bell rang and as you were about to thank Jughead verbally, Betty flew into the class and swept him away not even acknowledging you once again. The last bell of the day rang. Lunch was similar to break, the two of you sat in silence while the world rambled on next to you. You headed to the bus stop alone with nondescript music playing loudly through your headphones. Jugheads POV I watched Y/N cross the car park and sit down at the bus stop. What the hell is wrong with you Jughead! Snap out of it! God she was so cute when she got embarrassed in English today. Ughhhhh. Stop stop STOP! I was rubbing my eyes hard as Betty walked up to me. “Hey juggie! Come on I'll give you a lift home” “you’d….you'd drive to the southside?” “oh yeah hah i had forgot that you moved for a second” she looked off as she said that “hah silly me.... but umm i guess umm yes, sure I can drive you”. She didn't seem too sure “that's okay Bets, I was going to get the bus with….i was going to get the bus anyway” stupid stupid jughead! Why can't you just say Y/Ns name out loud for goodness sake. “Alrighty Juggie I'll see you at pops maybe” she went to kiss me on the lips but I turned my head and she met my cheek. JUGHEAD WHY DID YOU DO THAT. Betty looked a little concerned but didn’t act on and just brushed my arm gently and then turned and walked off to meet Veronica. If she couldn't even manage to drive to the southside to drop you off how was she going to come and visit and meet some of your new friends….I guess that's the idea Jug, she isn't going to. I walked over to Y/N at the bus stop. She stood gently swaying to the music in her headphones having not noticed me yet. She's so beautiful. Jughead, please for me get your head out of your ass. You like betty!....didn't you? ---------------------------------- I'm kinda writing Betty a little mean sorry bughead shippers! xX