Scooby-Doo The Mystery Begins (insert reader) (Finished)

(Girl's side) Chapter 14: Jinkies, Indisputably wrong and right

(Y/N) POV:

While Shaggy had been driving the van, the rest of us made ourselves comfortable in the back, patiently waiting till we arrive at Vice Principle Grimes' house. During that time, I noticed Velma sneaking glances at me.

"What?" I ask, feeling uncomfortable with being stared at.

"Oh, nothing. It's just--," Velma tries to explain. "Since we started this investigation...so many of my theories have been disproved,"

I turn to Fred, Daphne and (F/A/N), all of us confused by what she means.

"What are you talking about?" I ask. "You were right about the chemical from the gym,"

"Yeah, and you found the name," says Daphne.

"No, no, not about that stuff," Velma tries to clarify. "About you. You're just not the person I thought you were,"

"Who'd you think I was?" I ask, taking a wild guess at the possibilities of what she thought of me to be.

"I don't know. A bully, hot-tempered, trouble making, bad kid of the school. Neanderthal, who enjoys picking fights and causing damage 24-7," Velma says, listing all the things she used to think about me. "Sorry that I ever thought that. You really are a lot nicer than I thought you'd be,"

Saying that, Fred and Daphne nod in agreement, smiling at me. I return the gesture, glad to know that they've all gotten to understand me a little better.

"Thanks. And don't worry about it. I'm used to it. Though I do admit, there is a part of me that does have a hard time controlling my temper sometimes," I confess.

"And me?" Daphne asks, making us turn our attention to her. "Who did you two think I was?"

"Well, I don't know about Velma, but I for one thought you were a bubble-head, snob, spoiled princess with a daddy complex," I say, making Fred laugh, which earned him a glare from Daphne.

"I admit, even I thought the same. But you're not. I was totally, indisputable wrong," says Velma.

"Same here," I admit.

Hearing that makes Daphne smile at us. "Thanks. I think. I have to admit, you're not exactly the girl I thought would be behind those glasses,"

"Really?" Velma asks, sounding relieved. "Well, what did you expect?"

"I don't know," says Daphne, before she lists out her own thoughts. "Egghead, know-it-all, alpha nerd who enjoys throwing off the curve, making everyone else feel dumb,"

And I thought I was the only one who thought that.

"Jinkies," Velma says, probably wondering if that's what everyone in the school thinks of her to be. But she soon smiles sheepishly. "I have to admit, there is something inside of me that likes throwing off the curve,"

We all then laugh together. Why? I don't know. But it does feel nice knowing that solving this mystery has helped all of us get a better understanding of each other.

"Well, what about me?" Fred asks.

At that, Velma, Daphne and I exchange glances at each other, most likely thinking the same thing.

"You?" Daphne asks.

"Yeah," Fred answers, curious of our thoughts of him.

"Fred, you're exactly what we thought you'd be," says Daphne. "Right, Velma, (Y/N)?"