New Beginnings

Papa, Can You Hear Me?

"You find that banner yet?" Hog Eye excitedly calls out, forcing them to separate immediately.

"Y-yeah. It's in the back." FP stammered, running his hand through his hair, ignoring the flushed look and smirk across Alice's face.

"You seem peachy Hog Eye." Alice complimented, trying to keep on track and keep up her and FP's casual act as Hog Eye appraoched the two of them.

"It's always a joyous occasion when a serpent gets out." Hog Eye adds with a smile as he made his way past the sneaky mildly flustered pair.

The second Hog Eye was out of sight, FP placed his hands back to the position they were previously in, pulling her into him and gazing down into her sapphire eyes with a smile. "I hate having to keep us a secret." He sighs, pulling her in closer.

Alice ran her claw like fingers through his hair, softly scratching his scalp as she sympathised, feeling the exact same way. Her first decent relationship with a good, solid man and she can't even flaunt it. "It's just until we tell the kids. It's not something we wanna spring on them is it?"

FP tilted his head in thought, taking Jellybean and Jughead into consideration and how they had been through enough change in their lives, God knows how they'd react to him and Alice being a couple. "'S'pose you're right." He agreed. "These things are about timing aren't they?"

"Yeah." Alice gushed as her hands lowered to his neck, lightly stroking her nimble fingers along. "But don't worry, I'm sure we can make up for the lack of touching and affection tonight, after the party?" Her eyebrows raised up and down suggestively, forcing a gleaming smirk to appear on FP's face.

"You bet."

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"Put your phone away." Archie whispered in Betty's direction, his nervous eyes darting back and forth between his Maths teacher and a careless but worrisome Betty, who continued to tap her short cut fingers along the screen at record speed, completely ignoring him.

"Relax Arch." She hissed with a sour face.

"If Mrs Timms catches you-"

"Elizabeth Smith!" The older woman bellowed with a snarl, shooting a glare towards Betty. Too late.

"You know the rules about phones in class." The short grey haired hag like woman stormed over to Betty's desk in a fury, her untrimmed brows were scrunched up and her prune like lips remained tightly shut as she approached the young blondes desk. "Hand it over this instant." She demanded in a menacing manor.

Much like her mother, Betty didn't take too kindly to authority of any kind, and getting a hold of her father was much more important to her than algebraic equations she'd never use in her life once she graduated, so she responded the only way she knew how.

"Fuck off." The teen angrily spat as the sounds of gasps, horror and shock from other students roared through the room.

And with that, Betty grabbed her backpack and swung it over her shoulder before making her way to the door to storm out without even waiting to be told to do so. Her timing couldn't have been any worse though, as she bumped into Weatherbee making his way down the hall, just as Miss Timms followed her out, and informed him of her behaviour, escorting her to his office immediately as the class watched on from the windows.

She didn't really take in much of the telling off she received from Weatherbee as she sat slouched in the beat up couch in his office, the only words he managed to pick up were littler duty and detention, being more familiar with on than the other, but right now that was the least of her worries.