𝙳𝚊𝚛𝚔𝚗𝚎𝚜𝚜; lack of light, evil, sadness, or lack of hope.
𝙱𝚎𝚊𝚞𝚝𝚢; the quality or aggregate of qualities in a person or thing that gives pleasure to the senses or pleasurably exalts the mind or spirit.
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I walk downstairs to see Chic staring at the television with nothing playing on it.
"Ummm you know you have to turn it on right?" I asked Chic but he didn't answer. It was like he was in some sort of a weird daze. Creepy right?!
"Hello? Are you deaf? Can you hear me?!" I shouted at Chic from behind him but he still didn't answer.
"Whatever." I mumbled as I walked into the kitchen to grab an apple for school.
I guess I should bring more than that.
I grabbed a clementine we also had sitting out along with a granola bar from the cupboard.
I walk to the front door and grab my backpack but I smell something weird from it. I look in my backpack to see a dead baby bird.
"Ew! What the hell?!" I said as I threw my bag on the ground.
"Don't use that language!" My dad says as he came out of his office.
"Look what I just found!" I say to my dad as I hand him my bag. He looks in it and gags.
"Where did you get that? Are you doing some type of voodoo?! Not in this house!" My father yells at me.
"It's not mine! I don't get how it got there!" I yelled at my dad.
"Whatever I will deal with it I guess. Get to school. I will throw your bag out." My father says as he lightly grabs my bag and holds it with his index finger and thumb away from his body and walks to our back door.
"Just bring your lunch." Kate says to me.
"Okay." I say to her as I grab my keys and open the front door.
"Sometimes death is beautiful. Sometimes it's.....unexpected." Chic says as he still stares at the TV.
I quickly close the door and ignore him. I try to avoid contact with Chic as much as possible.
9:40 am - At Riverdale High
I walk into my class. It's time to do our inspiration essays. I'm a little nervous. Mine is about my mom, I just hope it's good.
"Let's have......Sweet Pea go first." Mr. Violet says.
Sweet Pea slowly gets up from his desk at the back of the class and walks to the front. I'm just waiting to see what he writes, probably about some stupid serpent.
"I originally had a different person in mind for my project but I had a change of heart last night because this person doesn't get enough credit." Sweet Pea says to the class. Sooo it's going to be horrible?
"This person is a fellow classmate of all of us. She has shiny blonde hair, stunning blue eyes and an amazing smile. She's popular so she probably doesn't talk to half of you." He said and everyone let out small chuckles.
"She's talented. She can sing and play the piano. She's a cheerleader and the captain of literally almost everything.....but we all know that about her. Some of us think of her as cold, rich and greedy, but there is another side I seen that I want to share with the world. And hopefully if I share it, she can be like this all the time." He says as he quickly makes eye contact with me. Weird.
"I was forced to spend time with this person a few months ago and I hated it. But the more I spent time with her the more I seen her the way no one else did. She was kind, funny, sassy and smart. Really smart and she doesn't get enough credit for it." Sweet Pea says.
"She was honest with me when no one else in my life was and I was rudely but brutally honest with her. There was a time where I felt sympathy for her. She was in a bad relationship, and no one seemed to notice it or even care but I did. I noticed and I wished she knew how much better she was then him." Sweet Pea says. Wow this girl sounds like a train wreck. Maybe Gina?
"She's stronger than she will ever realize she is. She let go of someone that was causing her pain. And that can be hard...she stands up to people who mouth her and stands her ground...even if it's annoying. But she can be sweet too. Like how she told me stories of her homelife back when things were simple. She's addictive, even if I might never be with her, she has this scent of vanilla and lavender...sometimes peppermint that enchants you. She has this smile and this strut that pulls you in. Her eyes sparkle like the moon, some people don't see it but it's always there. She can be caring, I've seen it. It might be a weird twisted way but she always puts her family and friends first. It almost makes me think she's serpent material." He says as everyone chuckles again.
"She was abrasive, annoying, she's always in your face but despite all of that, I started to like her. I guess I fell for her as some would say. But I didn't want to, how could a serpent date a cheerleader? How would her family accept me? I knew they wouldn't, so I didn't make a move. I accepted defeat and disappointment before it even happened. I started to accept that we can't have a perfect fairytale that everyone wants in Riverdale. We're too different and that can make us dangerous. But at one point I did feel....l-love for her. I didn't think it was possible but I did. And I had to think logically with my head and not my heart and realize that she doesn't like me and never will like me. Her parents will never accept who I am or like me. I'm just left my life wondering, what if we tried? Would it work? Would we fight for each other? Or will we just never know?" Sweet Pea says as he stops for a minute or two and people start to slowly clap and I chime in as well.
"That was great Sweet Pea! Really well done!" Mr. Violet says as he shook Sweet Pea's hand.
⭐️who did Sweet Pea write about?
⭐️did you like Sweet Pea's essay even if he did it in one night?