#HELP I SAID THE EXACT SAME THING WHILE PLAYING MINECRAFT YESTERDAY

[stilesloverdaily]

Jock or Not

Reggie Mantle x OC

Words: 2,300

Note; brief mention of death, pictured Emmy Rossum as Nina, slight swearing. fluff

It was an average day in the small and quaint town that I lived in, nothing very special about the day. I had work at the local coffee shop, Grundy’s Grind, and I was babysitting tonight - two toddler twins, Bella and Ben. Not much of an excentric lifestyle, but I managed.

I needed to save up money for University anyway, and since I decided to take a gap year to save up money for school, I took and did what needed to do. Plus, I was going to be staying on campus, which was extra money. Why I chose to go to Manhattan Art Academy, I have no idea.

Anyway, it was Fourth of July weekend in Riverdale and it was literally one of the busiest and boring holidays at the shop. I mean, it wasn’t any Starbucks, but it was a shop.

I got up at six am to open the coffee shop, since I did that every holiday weekend due to the boss having to make sure his kids were up and fed and his wife was good and not disturbed. It didn’t really bother me, since I was kinda a morning person anyway.

Getting out of bed, I stood up and walked to the kitchen to make some Coco-pops with milk, making sure to knock on my little brother’s door so he’s up for the day. I did that everyday, for a couple of reasons, my mom is a drunk and doesn’t normally wake until three pm and my dad left with a hooker when I was four, so I basically looked after my little brother Elijah.

After finishing my cereal, I made sure to open up his door to check on him and the door swung open to reveal his half-hearted attempted to get out of bed, making me smile. Glancing over his room, I picked up one of his stuffed teddy bears and threw it at his head, “Up and atom!” I laughed, causing what sounded like a groan into his pillow as the rest of his body was mostly on the floor.

Moving along, I opened the front door to get the mail, sighing at the few bills that needed to be paid. Electric, gas and water, the usual. Walking back to the house, I thought over why Riverdale was such an expensive town to live in for a middle class borderline in poverty person like me, bad luck I guess. I made sure that I gathered all the money and placed it inside envelopes with the addresses written with the companies address on them, before hopping in the shower.

The water ran smoothly against my skin, and I sighed at the feeling of the hot water running against my body, a nice sensation in the ugly bathroom. I got out after ten or so minutes since, no need to waste hot water and everything and got dressed as Elijah hopped into the shower. For today, I had chosen jean short shorts, however an appropriate length for work and a white v-neck with my brown hair up in a ponytail.

After I was finished, I grabbed my bag and shoved the envelopes inside, making sure that I drop it off on the way to the shop. “Alright, I’m off!” I shouted to Elijah whom was now in his bedroom getting changed.

“Wait!” I halted and turned to my brother as he had a blue singlet on and orange swim shorts on. “Can I go hang out with a friend today?”

I eyed him suspiciously, “You don’t have any friends…”

“Yes I do!” he scoffed.

“No, no you don’t.” I told him with a small smile. “Alright, who is it?”

“Just some kid who lives on the south side.” My eyes narrowed at the boy as he swayed on his feet in a failed attempt to look innocent. “Fine, it’s Jughead Jones.”

I nodded, “I know him, good guy. In my year.” He rolled his eyes at me, “Fine, hang out with him. However, to Pop’s and where he lives only. No South Side Serpents!”

He smiled and ran to give me a hug, “Okay, I promise.”

“Alright, bye and be good.” Then I left to go to work and stop off at the post office.

Nothing said Fourth of July quite like teenaged girls in my year grade where some top brand American flag shirt and the shortest shorts they could find, to show off what limited butt they had.

“What can I get you today?” I plastered a smile on my face as the girls all fed me back the over the top and extra orders of coffee. My job was always just the best! Not.

I sighed as I leant on my hand as my elbow rested upon the countertop as I watched people gossip amongst each other, when the bell went, signifying that someone was here. Glancing up, I see three girls in my year with smiles upon their faces as they approached me, me instantly recognising them as Josie and the Pussycats.

Standing up straight, I smiled genuinely at the three, “Hey, what do the pussycats want today?”

Josie sighed, “Go-go juice, we are working hard today practicing for the party my mom’s having tonight. Can I get a non-fat White Mochiatto?”

I nodded and glanced at Valerie, “Um, non-fat latte?”

“And a non-fat black coffee?” The last girl, whom I always forget the name of added. I nodded back and repeated the order back, confirming it and got to work.

As I was in the middle of making the latte, Josie spoke up, “Hey, do you want to come to the party tonight? Everyone’s gonna be there. The Blossoms, the Coopers, the Mantles etcetera.”

I finished up the last drink and handed them back to them as they passed me the money, “Uh, thanks but I can’t, I have to babysit tonight and I’m looking after my brother.”

“Alright, have a good day!”

My hand waved back automatically, “You too!” The door closed, only to open again a second later as the bell rang, once again annoying me beyond compare. But, hey if listening to that damn bell paid the bills then I was fine with it.

“Hey, what can I get for you?” I smiled at the guy whom I recognised as one of the jocks from the football team at school.

His brown eyes glanced over the menu on the board above my head, “Uh,” he glanced back down at me, “could I get you?”

Rolling my eyes at his cheesy line, I shook my head at the taller boy, “Sorry, not on the specials today. Should’ve here yesterday.”

“It’s alright,” he smiled. “Could I get a green lemon tea? Oh, and one of those!” The guy pointed at the display case to the side of me, which held cakes and muffins. Pausing, he glanced back up at me and coughed, regaining his composure. “Please.”

I nodded, “Green lemon tea and a chocolate chip muffin, on it.” Getting to work on the tea, I quickly opened the display case and reached for the muffin. Pulling it out, (hehe) I placed in front of the guy and I, and quickly finished off the tea by placing a slice of lemon in the to go cup, then placing it next to the muffin.

He handed over a twenty-dollar note and our hands touch. It was both uncomfortable and nice. The guy had nice soft hand, which leads me to believe he moisturises, which then got my mind onto a different track altogether wondering what moisturiser it was in the first place.

A cough brought me out of my small trance and I went completely wide-eyed, yanking my hand away. “Uh, thanks.” He chuckled at my now awkwardness as I retrieved his change, placing it on the counter and taking a step back, so the same thing doesn’t happen twice. After giving me a blank stare with a smirk, the somewhat Asian guy, slid his change across the counter and pocketed it.

“You’re cute.” My cheeks blushed on their own accord as I just slowly nodded. He chuckled again, “I’m Reggie, well, my mom and dad call me Reginald, but all my friends call me Reggie.” I smiled sweetly at the boy, since I didn’t expect such humour and curtesy from a letterman jacket wearing jock. But, then again, why judge a book by its cover and title? “Are you going to the party tonight?”

I shook my head no, “Uh no, I’m babysitting my brother and the Patterson’s twin toddlers.”

“Shame.” Reggie shrugged, “Nice meeting you, Nina!” The boy hollered as he walked out of the Grind and I somehow couldn’t help the smile on my face, and the inability to get rid of it. Also, guessing he knew my name from the nametag and he wasn’t some creepy stalker.

It was seven o’clock and I was completely exhausted from work and watching the toddlers as Elijah just sat playing Minecraft on the Xbox, we stole a while back for entertainment. The twins go to sleep in half an hour, and then I can do some holiday revision for the coming year of high school.

Not long after the twins went down, for a nap, my mom burst in drunk and made her way to her room. Day drinking again, I presume. I got up to shut the door and went to go sit down when there was a knock at the front door.

“You expecting someone?” I asked Elijah who shook his head.

“You?” Thinking quickly, I shook my head and went to go open the door. Opening the door, my vision caught sight of the boy from earlier with lilies in his hands. “Reggie?”

He smiled at me, “Can I come in?”

“Uh, sure…” I moved to the side to let Reggie inside.

His eyes glanced over the dump that was my house as I looked at him quizzically. “These are for you,” he pushed the flowers towards me and sat on the sofa.

“Um, thanks. I’ll go put these in water…” I walked off to the kitchen to find a vase and filled it with water, my eyebrows scrunched together as I went back out to the living room to place the flowers on the coffee table, only to find Reggie watching my brother build his underground lair in Minecraft.

“Try, obsidian and end stone.” He suggested to Elijah.

“Oh my god, you’re right!” Elijah beamed as he went to go grab the blocks. “I thought something didn’t look right.”

I smiled at the two, before I shook my head. “Hey, I never asked. Reggie, what are you doing at my house and how did you know where I lived?” Sitting on the sofa, I questioned the guy in front of me, who turned up at my front door with flowers and knowledge on which block to use for an underground lair.

“Oh, yeah.” Reggie moved closer to me and faced me. “I didn’t want to do Josie’s party since it’s the exact same every year and my friend Archie was busy doing something so I decided to come and chill with a beautiful girl called Nina instead.” A small smile let out onto my face as a small laugh escaped too, as Elijah gagged from in front of the TV. I rolled my eyes at my brother, and let Reggie continue. “You said you were babysitting the Patterson’s twins tonight, so I called them and asked where you were.” He smiled, chuffed with himself.

“And they just gave you my address?”

He shook his head, “Oh no, first I had to convince them that I was your boyfriend and that I wanted to surprise you for our anniversary and that we met this time last year.”

The smirk on his face told me everything, “Alright, you can chill here with me on one condition, you buy pizza.”

“Agreed.” Reggie pulled out his phone and went on the Domino’s website. “Didn’t you already eat?”

I shook my head, “Nah, only gave the toddlers their ‘organic’ food.”

It was later on and Elijah had gone to bed, as Reggie and I were on the couch watching Mr. & Mrs Smith, per his request. Even though I loved his movie choice, I don’t know but there was something about him that was just alluring to me. Jock or not, there was something about Reggie Mantle (I had learned his last name an hour before).

The movie finished and Reggie had fallen asleep on the couch, to which made me smile. I pulled the blanket over his body as I sat down on the other side of the sofa, and switched over channels. The news was on so I just clicked on it and settled down.

I also surveyed Reggie’s features, his soft and clean skin, and plump nude lips. He was attractive, no doubt in my mind. Reggie Mantle was just something different to the guys I’ve liked before. Different in his own, sweet kind of way.

“Everybody is upset to find out that Riverdale’s very own Jason Blossom is now presumed dead this morning, however search parties are still searching the river for his body.” My head snapped to the screen at the mention of Jason’s death as he was a friend of mine who usually came into the shop and I saw in Pop’s occasionally. “Twin sister Cheryl Blossom has claimed to have seen him before he drowned in Riverdale River…”

“Oh shit, Jason.” Reggie piped up in a sleepy voice. He glanced to me as I stared at the screen in pure shock and he sat up and wrapped his arms around me in a hug, to which I hugged back.

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