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“arch im kinda nervous”
i admit as we near the familiar diner
“you’ll be fine, it’s just Betty we’ve known her since we were in diapers don’t stress sis”
i huff my stomach turning as the neon sign comes into view
“i don’t know about this I haven’t been home for a really long time i think id rather just go home and rest”.
we pull into the parking lot and i turn to beg to my brother but he pulls the keys out of the ignition
“come (y/n) they are excited to see you, it’s been years at least come in for something to eat then I promise ill drive you home whenever you want”
i sit back and think it over before my brother starts again “dad wants me to help you ease back into it- it’s your first day back at school and wouldn’t you rather have people to talk with tomorrow so it’s not so-” he pauses
“terrifying” i finish
“i was going to say daunting but yeah terrifying works too” i huff
“fine but you owe me Archie big time” a smile spreads across his face as he gets out of his truck. “what have i gotten myself into” i think aloud copying my brothers actions and following him toward the entrance.
“oh and heads up I kinda didn’t tell them you were in town-”
i spin on my heels but he grabs my shoulders “it was supposed to be a surprise” he whines i run my hand over my face “fine- you’re so annoying you know that right”.
he sighs throwing his arm over me and walking me toward our normal booth we’re a spot Betty, Kevin & an unfamiliar raven headed girl.
“arch who’s the other girl-”
“(y/n)” i hear Betty call looking shell shocked
“i-i- I can’t believe your here I-” she chokes on her words.
things didn’t exactly end well between Betty & our friends when I left, after my parents divorce i went into a downward spiral and i was forced to leave with my mother no note no explanation to any of my friends as to where i was going or why and let’s just say i was terrified that they hated me.
“betts” i smile tears welling up
she looked so much older from when I last saw her the more I looked the more she looked different yet entirely the same. she stand from the booth her blonde hair swishing in her ponytail as she rushes over to wrap her arms around me pulling me into her warm embrace
“i thought you were never coming back” she whispers as she held me “me either” i whisper back crying slightly.
i pull away and wipe my eyes glancing to Kevin who’s jaw was lying on the ground “you going to close your mouth and come give me a hug or?”
he glances to me shocked with no movement as if he’s too scared to move in case I run “Kev!” i joke
I spread my arms as he climbs over the raven haired stranger and leap into my arms causing me to stumble back slightly.
“wow” he breathes pulling me at arms length examining me
“girl you got hot” he blurts
I laugh tearing up at the sight of my best friends “you finally grew your hair out im obsessed you look so so so good the Chicago treated you well”
i run my fingers through my long red hair “thanks kev, it did it really did” “oh and you look so much thinner!”
I freeze at the comment catching my brothers gaze.
he senses my reaction and laughs stiffly
” I mean you look great, seriously” i breathe a sigh of relief laughing to cover my awkwardness.
“thank you i decided to loose a few pounds and well it worked!”
they smile at me “well have a seat we’ll order and we can catch up!” Archie offers and i nod slipping into the booth opposite Betty Kevin and the other girl.
“you going to introduce me to your pretty friend?”
i ask glancing at Betty
“oh of course this is Veronica Lodge-”
“Ronnie works” she smiles at me
“im (y/n) Andrews im-” “Archie’s twin?”
i nod “obvious?” i mentally face palm “yeah the red hairs a bit of a giveaway” i nod my brother sliding into the seat next to me.
“so you’ve met my sister ronnie” she nods sipping her milkshake “I sure have, will you be going to school this semester”
i nod “i sure am, now both the crazy red headed twins will be attending Riverdale hey arch” i nudge my brother.
it falls silent at my comment and i shift uncomfortably
“oh my god- what did I say?” i glance around Veronica looking equally confused.
“what other twins” she askes confused
“the blossoms..” i finish
“(y/n) I thought I told you about Jason in the car” i furrow my eyebrows at him “I just came from the airport arch i was half asleep and jet lagged i don’t think I was really paying all too much attention to you” i laugh.
“god please don’t tell me their dead- i was going to ask Cheryl for my spot back on the vixens, I miss cheer the girls in Chicago were awful”
“Jesus will someone tell me what’s going on” my brother touches my shoulder gently
“Jason was killed a few months ago- it was the Fourth of July weekend-” i zone out my breathe catching in my throat.
this is why mum didn’t want me to return home, there’s a murder running around. everything makes sense now while it seemed so eerie when I first got back and how mum refused to let me contact anyone from back home including Archie the past month.
“wow” i exhale “i had no idea- but polly oh my god Betty your sister must be devastated” she nods inhaling sharply let i said something wrong.
I glance down to my food not feeling hungry at all “um arch can we go home im not feel so hot I think I need some rest before tomorrow”
he nods “of course” “ill see you guys tomorrow” i smile waving goodbye to my friends before following my brother out of Pops and into his truck
“you okay?” i nod my attention slipping away “yeah just a lot to process that’s all” he nods pulling out of the parking lot driving toward home.
and you couldn’t help but think something was off something was missing or maybe it wasn’t a something it was a someone
Word of advice? Before hitting the reblog button in a fanart post, take some time to see if it has a signature that matches the name of the blog. If not, check the tags because most artists has their own personal tags for what they draw. If you can’t find any of this, that show that the art really belong to the blog who is posting, go into their blog and see if there are other arts, familiar styles…
It’s not hard to see when something is reposted…so try not to help them keep doing this…
Rel sat with her laptop as she scrolled through #prinxiety on Tumblr. Her heart broke as she read a particularly angsty story. She both loved and hated that it could make her feel this strongly and respected how well the author had made her heart ache. Rel knew the only way to make herself feel better quickly was to share the pain. She hit the reblog button, typed ‘this means revenge’ and posted her reply.
even with only this i literally cannot tell if this is a bot blog or not like i can reasonably expect someone on here to say “why do girls scare of spiders” and i would be like Yeah Hit That Shit Post Button Frankie