I’m Legit (Jughead x Reader) /request/
Request for Shelby; Unnoticed sweet girl changes her look over the summer and catches everyone’s attention
I hear my alarm, and groan. It’s the first day of school, and I really didn’t feel like waking up, or going. I guess I have to anyways. I look way different than how I used to look, which is a good thing for me. I went very unnoticed last year. I wasn’t ugly, I just didn’t give the best effort into clothing. I wore baggy shirts everyday, and old jeans. I only had one pair of shoes, and those were my gross converse which had dirt and grass stains all over it.
I walked into my bathroom and took a semi-short shower. Once I got out, I curled my light brown hair, and did my eyeliner. I then proceeded to my outfit. It was a black crop top, black jeans, and black boots. I topped it with my favorite leather jacket. I know that I looked good, and I was proud of it. This year, I’ll be different, that’s for a fact
Not like people payed attention to me before, but I hope they won’t be too surprised. I walked downstairs, and went outside to get into my 1969 Pontiac Gto. My car is honestly my baby. I drove to school, listening to classic rock on the way. I pulled up, and felt dread. I wanted to be here, but I’m used to going unnoticed. I shut my car off, and walked out, grabbing my bad along the way. I began walking towards the school, and felt eyes on me, and guys whistling at me. I looked down and blushed, and continued my journey to school.
I walked inside, still looking down, and bumped into a guy. I fell to the ground, and looked up at who did it.
“I’m so sorry! I wasn’t watching where I was going” I said looking up at the guy.
I felt my shy personality coming back, and I didn’t like it, but I couldn’t be rude. Last year, I was shy, and super nerdy. Now that I think of it, I can’t stand my old self. Now I’m still smart, but extremely outspoken. I know I’m nice, but unapproachable
He held out a hand for me, and helped me up, “Yeah, I could see that” he said sarcastically.
I looked at him. He was beautiful. He had blue eyes that you could get lost in. His jet black hair was under a crown shaped beanie. I think I could look at him all day.
“Yeah, anyways, watch where your going next time” he said walking away
I stood there kind of confused as to who he was. I’ve seen him before, I know that, but not up close. I snapped out of my trance, and started going to my locker. When I opened it, someone stood at the side of it. I looked up to see the one and only, Reggie Mantle. Another kid that I knew, but never met.
I rolled my eyes, “May I help you?”
“Do you like tapes and CDs?” he asked me
I looked at him confused, “Um yeah, I guess so. Why?”
“Cause I’m gonna tape my dick to your forehead, so you can see these nuts” He responded, looking at me dead serious.
I looked at him with surprise, trying not to laugh. I close my locker, and walked away from him slowly. His joke was really funny, but the fact that he didn’t laugh, weirded me out. I let it slide, I’m pretty sure all the guys are trying to play around with me or something.
This is how it went throughout the day. Guys coming up to me, and flirting with me. I’ve made friends throughout the day, which I was really grateful for. Last year, I wouldn’t even think that I would be like this. Having friends, or having guys flirt with me. It was different, and I felt special about it.
I walked into my 3rd class, which was computer applications, and seen that we had seating charts already. I found my name and sat down. I was in the far back corner, which was fine. I could text or eat back here without my teacher noticing.I looked at the name next to me: Jughead Jones. I wonder who that is, his name is weird, but unique.
The door then opened, and there was the kid with the beanie. I got excited when I laid eyes on him. Something about him really intrigues me, and I want to explore it. He started looking for his name around the room, and seen the seat next to me. He looked up at me, sighed, and sat down. Hm, okay. He probably doesn’t want to sit with me or something, not that I really care.
“What’s your problem?” I snapped looking at him.
He turned and looked at me, obviously surprised by my outburst. I don’t care, if I’m going to sit next to a kid for the whole year, I should at least get to know what his deal is.
He scoffed, “Nothing? I haven’t even said a word to you, so how would I have a problem?”
“Oh, I don’t know, maybe because you sat down next to me, and sighed like I was the most unpleasant human being, but that’s a maybe. I wouldn’t know the full story, huh?” I snapped again while glaring at him.
I didn’t know why I was being so rude, I just was fed up with him at the moment. He doesn’t even know me, but is already being mean to me. He’s still cute though.
My teacher walked in, and began to talk about really boring things that I didn’t care for. I jumped when I felt a hand on my knee. I looked up at Jughead, who was looking at the teacher, and copying what was being written down onto his notebook. His right hand was under the table, and I could see the corners of his mouth twitching up into a smile.
I shook my leg, but his hand began traveling up to my thigh. I then tried to push his hands off, but he gripped onto my jeans. His fingers brushed my crotch and I felt my core tingle. I liked it, a lot. My teacher then turned and asked me to read something off of the paper that was given.
I started reading it, and felt my eyes widen when I felt Jughead’s fingers undo my jean button, and pulled the zipper down.I coughed and tried to concentrate on what was on my papers. My voice trembled when his fingers slipped into my underwear, and I tried to squeeze my legs shut so he could’ve at least waited until I was done.
I finished, and then another student went. His fingers brushed my skin, and I didn’t try to stop him this time. He was smirking as he rubbed my clit with his index finger.
The teacher then went back to his desk and continued writing notes. Jughead’s whole hand started rubbing circles around my clit and I clenched my legs shut.
“No, Shelby” he whispered, then leaned down to my ear, “Do you want me to finger you, Shelby?” and he tugged at my earlobe.
I bit my lip and spread my legs, I felt his middle fingertip tease me, and he ran his finger up and down my slit. His hand came over and wrote something in my notebook. My vision blurred while I tried to read it:
‘you’re so wet babygirl’
and he was right. I knew I was wet, and I craved him and his touch. His finger entered me unexpectedly and I moaned. Everyone in class turned to look at me.
“Is there a problem, Shelby?” the teacher asked me.
Jughead sped up the pace, and I gulped and shook my head
“No sir, I accidentally gave myself a paper cut” I replied to him.
Everyone turned and returned to their work. Jughead’s fingers kept pumping in and out of me. I closed my eyes and his thumb pressed against my clit, and he added another finger. I almost moaned again, but stopped myself by biting my lip. I felt close, and then he started touching my g-spot. My mind went hazy, and I clenched around his fingers. He groaned, and kept pumping.
I felt myself release, and went into pure bliss. I calmed down from my high, and looked to Jughead. He smirked, and leaned in and kissed me softly. I was already bothered, and I wanted more from him.
I reached across, and wrote my number on his notebook paper. I wanted to know what he felt like inside me, and I was determined to find out.