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Next day

"I am glad I received emails of everyone's poems yesterday. Now , I have a surprise!-" the whole class groaned , interrupting Mr. Reid, who had horrible taste in surprises," class- I picked one poem that was so fantastic and I'd like for the author to come up here to recite it." What? Since ...what? Oh no oh no. Please don't be me please! I begged inside my head as I wiggled the ring on my pointer finger- a habit.

"Y/n, please come over and read your masterpiece." Immediately as those words escaped his mouth, I froze; able to feel all the stares.
' why Jesus. Why!?'
I awkwardly adjusted my sweater and made my way to the front of the class. Mr. Reid offered me an encouraging smile and I took the moment to stare at my class. They were all here, no one was absent. Betty, Jughead, Veronica, Kevin, Archie and his team, and oh no..he was here too . I couldn't take it any longer and stared down at my journal where my poem was originally written .

I let out a short cough before nodding at myself . 'You've got this...no you don't. Yes you do!... no you're a failure.' My mind was going everywhere and it hurt.

"Y/n? It's okay, get all that exhaustion out of your chest and mind." Mr. Reid soothed .

I opened my mouth and the words rolled out like a waterfall,"

A lot of us in this world
Close our eyes and take short breaths
That are intoxicated with a poison
A poison called pain
Or hurt
We hope •at least I do• that we are able to hide
All the pain inside our practically dead bodies
We fight the darkness that haunts us
And crawls through our veins at night
We are afraid of the light because
We are ware that it will
Someday
Fade away
We live till we die
Until then will we be at the right place
Of our minds
We attempt to be positive
As much as we can
But negativity
Or depression
Or loneliness
Or awkwardness
Or people themselves
Fight to f*ck us up all over
Again
And we fall
But we'll rise and live another day
Because that is what pain is
Living in a hurting cycle

"
{ (C) copyright -milly 2017 }
[had to do it because internet ]

Taking a sharp intake of breath , I finally look up to my classmates. That's when time stops . I can see the impact on their faces.
I caused that?
Some were crying, others couldn't look at me [hmm I wonder who], some smiled, and others clapped.

"Priceless, that is what you and your work is worth." Mr. Reid smiled , silently thanking me and asking me to sit back down.

"That is a perfect example as if to what I expect in this class, thank you for that beauty Y/n. Class is dismissed." I nodded my head and began to pack up. As I did so, some of the class passed by me and congratulated me or complimented me. Before I stood up, my favorite group of friends stopped me," Archie sends his apologies, he's too ashamed to do it in person." Veronica grinned .

"That was amazing!"

"So beautiful!"

"You should join the school newspaper , with Juggie and I!?"

"Deeply poetic." I couldn't help but laugh at Kevin's obvious compliment.

"Thank you." I smiled to them all, they grinned back and said their goodbyes. I was out the classroom and began to make my way to the school entrance, before a tap on my shoulder detained me from moving. Tingles. It was him.

"Y/n." I turned around awkwardly.

"Reggie." { Reggie is rarely used in an imagine so I used him here, but if you'd like you can always switch characters and pretend it's your ideal riverdale guy or girl. OR you can always request an imagine, similar to this one - where I will use your chosen character..too much? Haha . Ok back to the story}

"That was perfect."

"No it wasn't. Nothing is. It wasn't edited well." I began to mumble all the negative thoughts.

"You're not a nothing." He stared smiling shyly.

"Sorry what?"

"You're perfect to me, dear Y/n."

"Oh.."

Fin.

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