You couldn’t believe it. You had refused to believe it.
But the proof was right there in front of you. Jughead and Betty, kissing.
Veronica had tried to warn you. Kevin had tried to warn you. Hell, even Archie tried to tell you something was up. But you had refused to listen, constantly repeating how good and amazing and loyal Jughead was.
You rushed home, eager to get rid of the horrid memories that now lingered in every corner of your mind, now a constant reminder of how the boy that you thought was perfect turned out to be nothing more than a liar.
No matter how strong you pretended to be, your friends could tell that Jughead Jones III had taken the heart that you had oh so carefully given to him and shattered it.
You had ended things with him the next day, leaving him shocked and speechless with tears in his eyes.
You were surprised. Even after going behind your back with Betty he had the audacity to act like your words had hurt him.
Veronica had been with you the whole time, saying that she wasn’t in control of your actions but that she would be there to support you every step of the way.
You had felt your heart shatter even more when Jughead found comfort with Betty, immediately going to her after you called things off.
Jughead was a wreck. He knew that you must’ve found out about him and Betty somehow (probably from Kevin or Veronica) and no matter how hard he tried, he couldn’t bring him so to be angry with them. He knew he had messed up.
He tried to message you but all his texts simply said ‘read’. He had tried calling you, but all his calls went to voicemail quickly enough for him to figure out you were ignoring them. The few times he had tried to corner you at school, Kevin had always swooped in and manages to escort you to your next class, helping you get away from Jughead.
He had even tried going to your house and climbing up through your window like he always had, only to find out that you had locked it.
He sat on your porch, waiting for you to come home, only receiving gentle smiles and enthusiastic ‘hellos’ from your parents when they got home, making his stomach churn with guilt. You didn’t come home.
Veronica and Kevin were concerned. You hadn’t acted out or cried since you found out about Betty and Jughead even though they knew just how much the beanie-clad boy meant to you.
You just sat alone, reading a book as they gossiped about the latest scandal that had taken place in the halls of Riverdale High.
“So (Y/N/N),” Kevin said, wiggling his eyebrows. “I know for a fact that a certain football captain has had his eye on you for quite some while.”
No matter how hard you tried, you couldn’t help the slight blush that crept up your neck. Reggie Mantle had always been attractive. No one could deny that. But you were still hurting and you didn’t wanna do anything quite so soon.
Your two friends frowned as you turned back to your book, ignoring Kevin’s teasing comment.
A few days later, you sat alone at Pop’s, waiting for your friends. You had finally rejoined the group, choosing to ignore both the churning in your stomach and the longing glances that Jughead would send your way.
You didn’t look up as someone slid in beside you. “Before you ask, yes Kevin. That’s your milkshake.”
“I’m pretty sure I’m not Kevin but I’ll take the milkshake.”
You looked up at the voice, locking eyes with Reggie Mantle.
“That’s Kevin’s milkshake,” you said dully, trying not to stutter.
Reggie’s eyes lit up with a mischievous glow as he responded. “Then let me make it up to you and buy you another milkshake.”
“Yeah, no offense but I’m pretty sure you now owe Kevin a milkshake, not me,” you replied, shutting your book.
Reggie leaned forwards slightly. “OK listen. Please. I know you just ended things with,” he paused, making sure to not say some insulting name. “Jughead. And I’m sure it hurts. But just give me one chance. Just one. And if you don’t like it, I’ll leave you alone. Scouts honor.”
You mulled his words over in your head, glancing at his boyishly handsome smile every few seconds.
“OH MY GOD!”
You flinched as Kevin squealed, happy about what you had just told him.
He quickly scooted over, making space for the rest of the gang, who had just shown up.
“What’s he so happy about?” Betty asked you, smiling as she sat down.
“Our little (Y/N) here,” Kevin began.
“Kev, don’t,” you warned.
“She has a date with our very own hunky football captain!” He finished excitedly, making everyone at the table chuckle.
At least, almost everyone, except for the raven-haired, brooding boy who slammed his lunch tray down and grabbed your wrist before storming off, dragging you with him.
“Jughead, what the hell?” you yelled as he dragged you into an empty classroom.
Your loud protests were stopped by his lips as they met yours in a slightly desperate kiss. You felt yourself melting into the kiss, relishing in the feeling of it before snapping your eyes open and pushing him off of you.
His head hung low as he stepped back and leaned against a table. “Please don’t go out with him (Y/N/N).”
You could hear the hurt in his voice, and choosing to ignore it, you answered. “It’s a bit late for that. I already agreed.”
“Please,” his voice cracked. “I need you. I love you. Please don’t go out with him.”
“No offense Jughead, but if you really ‘loved me’ you wouldn’t have made out with Betty,” you scoffed, moving towards the door.
“It was a mistake!” he cried, his voice cracking even more. “It meant nothing. What do you want? I’ll do anything to make it up to you.”
His voice faded out at the end as he looked up at you shyly, eagerly awaiting you answer.
“Just leave me alone Jughead,” you whispered, heart clenching as his face fell. “Just give me space and time and let me try to figure things out. That’s how you can make it up to me.”
Jughead stood still, in shock, as you walked out of the classroom, closing the door behind you so softly that he wasn’t sure you had really left. He stumbled forwards before choosing to lean against a wall instead, pressing his back against it and sliding down until his butt hit the floor.
He couldn’t stop the tears that came.
He didn’t want to anyways. He had messed up. Badly.
It had cost him the most important person in his life and he wasn’t sure what he’d do without you.
On Opening Day in Oakland, A’s outfielder Reggie Jackson becomes the first player in fifty-eight years to wear a mustache during the regular season. The last time facial hair was worn in a major league game was in 1914 when Wally Schang wore mustachios catching for Philadelphia Athletics.
This scene was just adorable, unique and special. Everyone was just so happy in the scene and it was just such a satisfying way to end Series 6. The carousel was beautiful and it was so sweet to see everyone enjoying their ride on the carousel or enjoying watching the people that they love riding the carousel. Billy Fury’s “Once Upon a Dream” was such a fitting song for this scene and it just made this scene even better. I hope that PBS keeps this song in their cut of the episode.
(Photo Credit to @snoopctm for the pictures of the Nuns and Reggie)
In a game which features six home runs, Reggie Jackson crushes a fourth-inning Dock Ellis pitch off the power generator located on the Tiger Stadium right-field roof 520 feet from home plate. All the players who homer in the game — Johnny Bench, Hank Aaron, Roberto Clemente, Frank Robinson, Harmon Killebrew, and Jackson — will become members of the Hall of Fame.