garlic junior

dust to dust .one.

 bughead fanfiction - unbeta’d - total au - taking a lot of creative liberties with this one. 


“Something wicked this way comes.”
—William Shakespeare

Her mother is pushing things into her closet, hanging her and her sister’s clothes up next to her cousin’s. The pastels are bright to the blacks and grays lined up inside, like some reminder she’ll notice daily, telling her she doesn’t belong here.

“Now, I know this is a big change, but it’s only temporary, Betty.” Alice tells her, standing back as she turns around to grab more clothing that’s sitting next to her on the bottom bunk. The room is small, with only a tall dresser at the corner, an antique looking desk, and a three person bunk she’s now sharing with her sister and cousin. “Why don’t you go outside with your sister and Sabrina?”

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