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riverbent ( a riverdale genderswap au) (on Wattpad) (on AO3)

{ALL CHARACTERS ARE INSPIRED BY THE 2017 TV SERIES TITLED RIVERDALE} {NO COPYRIGHT INFRINGEMENT INTENDED}

Our story is about a town, a small town, and the people who live in the town. From a distance, it presents itself like so many other small towns all over the world; safe, decent, innocent. Get closer, though, and you start seeing the shadows underneath. The name of our town is Riverdale. ~Jughead Jones, Chapter One: The River's Edge

Welcome to the Town with Pep.

This is the America's Sweetheart Dream kind of town, that has it's own 70's -style diner, and a drive-in. Where families live, love, laugh. Friends are loyal, and children are happy. But in this story, families separate, children die, and friends betray.

Welcome to the Town with Pep.

Below is Chapter One: Tell Him! If you like it, please read on wattpad or ao3 in the links above!

"But, come on, Kat. It's not like Ariel likes me like that," Benedict Cooper groaned.

"Oh please, if you just cleared Ariel's eyes for her, she would find out that you're her Prince Eric," Katrina Keller, best friend of Benedict Cooper, groaned.

"I mean, I'd rather be Prince Ben, right? I don't think I'm ready to change my name," Benedict laughed nervously.

"Ugh, Prince Ben? Descendants was a terrible movie." Katrina grimaced.

Benedict shot up from his bed. "Excuse me? You shut your face! Descendants is the best DCOM ever! I would go gay for Harry Hook and Jay!"

"Whatever," Katrina rolled her eyes, and then turned around to apply some foundation. "You just like the bad boys, but you like the good girls, don't you? Ariel and Ben, sitting on a tree, k-i-s-s-i-"

"Shut up, just shut up," Benedict said, blushing.

"Come on, just tell her," Katrina insisted. "I'm tired of watching you pine over the same girl since second grade," Katrina stated.

"What am I supposed to do?" Benedict clutched his head.

Katrina turned around from her mirror, one eye bigger than the other because of the makeup. It seemed a little comical and Ben suppressed a laugh.

"Invite her to Pop's, sponsor her favorite milkshake, and profess your undying adoration and devotion for the one and only Ariel Andrews."

"What if she doesn't like me back?"

"Then you guys finish up your milkshakes, and part ways for the day," Katrina stated. "It's just a simple conversation, Ben, not a wedding ring," she mocked.

"Fine, but if I fail, it's on you," Ben accused.

"It'll be on you and you know it, sweetie," Kat winked.

Ben groaned, knowing she was right.

The whole diner was empty. Pop was cleaning up, and frying some more burgers and doughnuts. The diner was quiet, and a little dark. The sun was setting. Ben thought it couldn't have been better, the atmosphere. Ariel, however, was already having her post-summer blues, and the conversation wasn't going anywhere at all.

"I can't believe school starts on Monday. This summer passed by so fast," Ariel sighed.

"Summer's always like that. At least now we have Halloween coming up!" Ben tried to cheer Ariel up.

"It's August, Ben, August. Halloween is not coming up soon enough," Ariel groaned.

Ben laughed. "At least we're having milkshakes, right? And you don't have to pay a dime!"

Ariel smiled sweetly. "I missed you. How did summer treat you?"

"...Parker got sent away," Ben stated sadly. He realized he hadn't told Ariel yet.

"What? Why? Parker? Seriously?" Ariel gasped. Parker Cooper was a great guy. He was nice to everyone, unlike the likes of his teammates on the football team.

"Mom and Dad aren't telling me why. I'm so lonely at home, Ariel," Ben was on the verge of tears.

"I'm here, Ben. You know that, right?"

"Yeah, I know. You've always been. It's one of the many reasons I love you," Benedict smiled.

Ariel smiled back. "Me too, Ben. You're the greatest friend anyone could have."

Benedict's smile fell. He was about to say it, "No, that's not what-" when the door at Pop's opened up rudely. A boy, clad in black, walked in, and Ariel turned around, wanting to see who was here.

The boy walked over to their booth, eyes locked with Ariel's. Great, Ben groaned. This is just great.

"Vermont," he extended his hand to Ben.

"Benedict," Ben said, letting the hand stay in the air, alone. Vermont disappointedly dropped his hand without a word.

"And who is this ginger maiden, may I ask," Vermont whispered charmingly.

"Ariel. Ariel Andrews," Ariel said, half-smitten. Benedict could see why. Benedict was a Greek god stuck in a teenage body. And he could already feel himself resenting Vermont for that.

"I just moved here from the Big Apple," Vermont claimed. Wow, congratulations, boy, Benedict thought sarcastically in his head.

Vermont sat down next to Ariel, and Benedict wanted to be in Vermont's place. But instead of flirting with Ariel, he turned to face Ben. "Is there just one Benedict in this town, because I needed a guide and Principal Weatherbee said that it is going to be a Benedict Cooper. That you?"

Benedict nodded. Vermont squealed. Benedict looked at him ludicrously. "We, my friend, are going to be best friends," Vermont stated with all of the seriousness he could muster.

Benedict smiled unbelievingly. No, we are not.

Pop's asked Vermont what he wanted. "What should I get, seasoned Riverdale citizens?"

Ariel, positively swooning in front of him, said, "The onion rings. And a burger or two. They're great."

"A pack of onion rings and two burgers it is. Tonight, my mother and I are going to go pure American cuisine!" Vermont laughed.

On Monday at school, Benedict asked Katrina to accompany him to help Vermont adjust to the cruel social system, uh, school, that was Riverdale High School.

Benedict met Vermont at his locker. "Hey, Vermont, this is Katrina, Katrina, Vermont."

Vermont smiled and waved. "Yeah, I'm gay," Katrina stated.

Ben grimaced, "He didn't ask, Kat. You're signing yourself to be the token gay friend."

"Look at him!" Kat exclaimed. "He's clearly a playboy. Thank God for my gay booty that he can't tap!"

Vermont patted Katrina's shoulder. "Good for you. Guys are dicks anyways," he laughed.

"But, you are also going to be my best friend," Vermont squealed again. It was odd, yet Ben could see himself getting used to it. He didn't want to get used to it.

"Well first I have to take you on a walk through school during homeroom," Ben said.

Vermont nodded, and the three of them started walking. "You know, one thing I've noticed is that everybody is so attractive in this town. Is it just me or is everybody like a TV actor?"

Katrina laughed. "You're not too bad yourself, mister."

"It really is the Lodge genes that deserve this credit, Ms. Katrina."

Katrina stopped walking suddenly. "Lodge? As in...Hiram Lodge, Lodge Industries? That Lodge?" Benedict sighed. Damn it, Kat. Why'd you have to bring that up?

"Why, are you not going to be friends with Vermont if he's a Lodge?" Benedict asked. In his opinion, there were more reasons than his surname to not extend the hand of friendship to Vermont.

Katrina glanced at Ben, before saying, "What? No, of course not. You just didn't say, Ben, that he was a Lodge!"

"It didn't matter, Kat," Benedict tried to stop her from being, well, Kat.

"Sure, sure, sure. Is it true, Vermont, that your father embezzled millions of dollars?"

Vermont looked like a deer trapped in headlights. Katrina didn't apologize.

"I...I don't know, actually," Vermont said, after a long time, regaining his composure.

"Understandable, I guess," Katrina shrugged.

"If you're done drilling our guest, can I show Riverdale High to him now?" Benedict asked sarcastically.

"It's fine, really, Ben," Vermont smiled.

Katrina said sorry to Vermont half-heartedly and left for her first lesson.

"I'm sorry about Katrina, she's just up-front about stuff like that."

"I like Kat. She's cool," Vermont said, effectively ending the conversation.

Ben and Vermont sat down at the stands next to the track. "I'm so nervous. I don't think I'll survive here," Vermont confessed.

Benedict felt for Vermont. He could understand. "No, no, I think you will," Benedict reassured him. "I mean, you've got Kat, and you've got Ariel, and...you've got me. Like, I mean, Ariel is already half in love with you, right, so."

Vermont turned his head at Ben sharply. "Come on, Ariel likes you. I saw her looking at you when I was sitting with the two of you. She looked like she was on cloud nine, bro."

"Please, besides, didn't you like her? You were flirting with her yesterday so hard."

Vermont laughed. "Sure, yeah, I was. But the moment I sat down, I felt like I was third-wheeling with Romeo and Juliet in heaven."

Ben shook his head and chuckled. "Whatever. I won't have the guts to tell her how I feel anyways."

Vermont put his hand on Ben's knee. "Well, then I will help. Consider yourself to be the first lad to be the benefactor of the Vermont Lodge Foundation."

Ben laughed. Was he seriously having a good time with Vermont Lodge? It seemed surreal.

"I saw some banners and advertisements for a dance coming up. You should take her. It'll be great. And maybe I'll take Kat. As a friend, obviously. And maybe I'll hook Kat up with some Riverdale High beauty too."

"Kat doesn't need a human OkCupid. She's seeing Michelle from the swim team. But you can't tell her I told you that."

"Human OkCupid...that sounds...interesting, I like it."

"Yeah, except you're like... OkStupid," Ben joked.

Vermont shook his head and groaned, "Ugh...lame."

Ben chuckled again. "Come on, let's go for class."

A/N: comments and feedback are much appreciated!!

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