My Everything ~ Jarchie

One

Jughead

I held my schedule tightly as I looked at the new faces of the people I would be spending the next three years of high school with.

I continued looking at the numbers on the lockers until I finally found it. 1111. I then leaned down and slowly moved the lock around 6..11..6. I pushed it down, nothing, great a wonderful way to start. I yet again, again, again-"damit!" I yelled kicking my locker.

I heard somebody laugh, I turn around to see a boy with orange hair smiling at me. I give him a big sarcastic smile and a thumbs up, "so are you going to help me or are you going to stand there and laugh. Because I can always kick you as I did with my locker." The boy laughed again then stood in front of my locker "so what's your number?" "123-" the boy rolled his eyes at me"you know what I mean smartass." I smirked, this guy actually tolerated my mouth "okay it's 6, 11, 6." The boy nodded and got to work on my locker.

He then managed to get it open "thank you" "yeah no problem, your new here right?" "Is kicking the locker make it obvious?" He nodded.

He then put out his hand, I handed him my books, he placed them on one of the built-in shelves, he then saw my bag of things, he gestured his hand to my bag"want me to help?" "I mean do you have time?" "Yeah class starts in fifteen" he took the bag from my hand and took out my pencil cup and placed it on the shelf filling it with my pencils and pens" so what do you identify yourself as?" "Identify?" "Like jock, greaser, goth, burnout?" I smirked "well I identify as boy thank you" the orange haired boy groaned "enough" I started to laugh"okay okay, loner" "loner?" "Yeah I like keeping to myself, well people like to keep away from me." He looked disappointed for a second until he quickly wiped the grin from his face and looked back at me" so what do you have? Whole schedule?" "Oh," I quickly take it out of my pocket as I placed it when orange here came. I read the whole thing" I have English, Creative Writing, History, Lunch, Science, Math, Torture, then last study hall." The boy nodded, then looked confused"whats torture?" I smile"it's gym" I got a laugh out of him, that made me feel nice. He glanced over at my schedule again"well you have English, Science, Math, Torture and Study hall with me." Good, I'll get to see ginger every day. I nod"at least I'll know somebody" Archie nodded, he then looked at the clock "well he has five minutes how about we head to English together?" I nodded with a cheerful smile, gosh this has to be the most smiling I've ever done at school before. I grab the stuff I need for the morning and grab my other books outside of class, then slam my locker dramatically.

As we walk he picks up my books from my hands inspecting them, "so you are reading Catcher In The Rye, classic a great book" wow this guy has good taste "you've read it?" "Yeah and I don't see why people would want to ban it" "exactly." Wow, he has great common sense. Usually, girls only have good common sense. He then puts it back on my things and picks up the other, "oh a romance, that seems unlike you from what I've seen" I laughed internally, "yeah that's the only romance book I like besides Romeo & Juliet."

He nods paying close attention to what I have to say. He flips the book to the front "Five Feet Apart?" "Yeah, you can borrow it if you want, I've read it like eight times." He smiles down at me"thanks" "no problem ginger."

Once we get to class we part ways as I set it the back and he sits towards the middle. The English teacher gave us a slip for our parents to sign. I guess I can just forge my dad's signature like I've been doing since.. I think 7th grade.

Yet besides that she let us chill for the first day, sounds like my high school every day. I had nothing really to do so I glanced over at the ginger, who had already opened up the book and started to read. Watched his smooth hands fill the page every three minutes or so.

I quickly snapped out of it after about fifteen minutes. I then looked down at my book, not feeling interested in it right now.

Yet for the rest of the morning, all I could think about was the ginger even though I tried so hard to block him from my mind of thoughts attacking me.

Then there came to lunch. I use to enjoy lunch when I was little until 8th grade. I grabbed water and a sandwich wrapped in plastic wrap for later. I put it in my jean pocket then sat down in one of the corners. I opened up my book and started to read.

"Can I sit?" I look up to see a girl with jet black hair, light skin, and soft brown eyes. I nod "it's a free country" she smiled as she puts her tray down and sits next to me. I put my book down at look at her, she's pretty, no she's gorgeous, I'm surprised the jocks haven't invited her to sit with them, she puts out her hands, her nails are perfectly straight painted a dark purple, I shake her hand.

"I'm Veronica Lodge" "Jughead Jones" she speaks very properly, I'm mean you can tell by the tone in her voice. You can also see that her parents are rich due to her awesome choices in fashion and gosh I love those shoe-"is your name really Jughead?" I decide to not to ask if Veronica is her real name, "the last name yes but I prefer that over my real name, trust me you don't want to know." She smiles "so are you new here?" "Why are you?" She nodes, "yes I am and so far it's okay how about you?" "It's divine so far except for the boy that asked if I was interested in survival camp-" "Dilton? Yeah, he asked me too."

She looked around the lunchroom "so like anybody yet?" I laugh a bit, "why do you?" She raises her glass "I've got my eyes on the boy named Reggie" I laugh"I'm sure he will be charmed by you" "why thank you Jughead." She then glances around the loud room" so how about you? Boys or girls?" Boys "girls," I say quickly, yet too quickly, "oh you're a closeted boy, okay so who? You can trust me. "Oh, I've heard that one before.

I nod no "I rather say when I know you more" she nods"I fully understand." The bell rings "well Jughead what do you have now?" "Science" her glossy lips curve into a smile "what a wonderful day this is."