"Hal Cooper is a selfish lover, no wonder his marriage is falling apart." Cheryl choked on her drink as Cherry entered Riverdale High, late that afternoon.

Cheryl frantically looked around. "Keep your voice down would you." Cherry smiled. Two girls walked past overhearing and giving the oldest Blossom student a dirty look.

Cherry shrugged. "I'm only telling the truth." She unscrewed the lid of her water. "I mean he didn't even offer to eat me out!" She said loudly. "But of course he expects a blow job, because what else are women good for?!" Cherry rolled her eyes. "I bet FP Jones would eat this pussy." She smirked noticing his son walk past their table.

"Don't even go there, Cherry." Cheryl growled, kicking the girl in the shin.

"What about his son? He's pretty cute, can I deflower his son instead." Cherry moaned, half joking.

"Just stay away from the Jones', they're bad news." Cherry rolled her eyes at Cheryl's persistence and fear of the southside.

"If I can't fuck the Jones boys then who can I fuck, I'm running out of options here if you want me to stay away from the southside."

Cheryl leaned her chin on her closed fist, looking around the school yard. Most of the students at Riverdale High had grown up alongside the Blossom twins, so Cheryl could easily pictures their families. Cheryl grinned, one man coming to mind. "Can I tell you a secret?"

Cherry leaned forward in her seat. "Well since Archie Andrews had his growth spurt, all the girls seem to be throwing themselves at him. I feel like everyone expected me to as well, even mother and father have mentioned his red hair and good looks to me. But he's not the Andrews member I'm attracted to." She wiggled her eyebrows at her cousin who sat with her mouth wide open.

"Cheryl Blossom, who knew you had daddy issues."

"I don't."

Cherry looked at her unconvinced.

"But he is a total dilf." The red head giggled. "Add him to your list of conquests, the word around town is him and his wife have recently split." She raised her eyebrows and swung her bag across her shoulder.

"How do I get to him though, I doubt he'll ever show his face at the Hoe Zone."

Cheryl shrugged. "Try getting to Archieskins first. It'll be easier than you think, you being you and all." And she left to go to class, leaving Cherry with plans developing in her mind of how best to go about fucking Fred Andrews.

Cherry sat stretched out on the bleachers, skipping class for the countless time that week, and watching the Riverdale Bulldogs frollock around on the pitch. She watched as the young red head darted across one end of the field to the other, she leaned forward, not taking her eyes off him for one second. He was pretty cute for a guy his age.

The coach blew his whistle, and the teenage boys huddled together, giving Cherry the chance to climb to the bottom of the stands.

"You're fast, Andrews." Cherry winked as he went closer to her to pick up his water bottle.

"Erm, thanks." He mumbled.

"Don't look so scared, Archiekins." Cherry chuckled as he looked around for his team mates.

"I take it you've heard stuff about me then." She stood up off her seat, Archibald Andrews wouldn't be the first man to feel intimidated in the Blossom's presence.

He looked down, shuffling his helmet in his grip. "There are rumours, yeah." He said quietly.

She smirked, stepping forward to the extremely sweaty, nervous high schooler. "And which ones do you think are true? Which ones do you want to be true?" She trailed her nail down his chest, his eyes followed it.

He held his grip tight on her hand, refusing to let her go until they reached his front door. He kicked it open, walking backwards into his house. Archie Andrews still wasn't used to the female attention he was roping in after his growth spurt over the summer, but he couldn't pass the opportunity to be with Cherry Blossom, after everything he had heard about her, even if he was completely inexperienced.

"Archibald!" A man's voice boomed from down the hall. Archie jumped at the sound and spun round to face the man.

"Dad!" He looked back at Cherry, she was trying hard not to laugh. "I thought you were working late?"

"Who's this?" He asked ignoring his son's question.

"This is Cherry, she's a erm. She's a friend." Archie stuttered and let go of her hand, much to Cherry's relief.

When Cheryl had said Fred was a dilf, she certainly wasn't lying. Cherry smirked at the sight of the older man in the doorway of his kitchen.

"Cherry?" She smiled, loving the way his lips formed her name. "Never heard you mention her before."

"Well, she's new to Riverdale."

"I see."

"Well, we've got homework to do." Archie said unconvincingly, grabbing Cherry's hand again and glancing up the stairs.

"Actually, Archie, I think I should just get going. I've got work later."

"Oh." He whispered. "Oh." He said again, his voice croaking as he remembered where she worked. "I'll see you at school then?" He said, in a way that he wished she'd invite him to the club. But she didn't.

"Yeah." He sighed and made his way upstairs.

"You're the Blossom neice aren't you?" Cherry turned round, Fred was still standing in the doorway.

"Yeah." She smirked, leaning her back against the door and folding her arms under her breasts. "You've heard of me?"

"There's rumours."

"Funny. Your son said the same exact thing." She smirked.

"Stay away from him."

"Why? Because I'm a Blossom. Or the other things?" She laughed, daring to step closer to the man.

He didn't answer. "How your wife could leave you I do not understand." She looked the man up and down, walking closer towards him. He stood still. In a trance, nothing new, Cherry had done it before. Hell she does it to FP Jones everytime she looks in his direction.

"Get out!" He raised his voice, but Cherry loved the way it sounded.

She bit her lip, slowly walking backwards away from him. "You know Mr Andrews, I like it when a man takes charge over me sometimes." He dropped his hand that was pointing to the door. "I know you must be angry, at your wife, at women. How about you take it all out on me?" Her back hit the door, but Fred still hadn't moved.

Cherry glanced up the stairs. "Because you know I know there's a whole lot more man there than there is of Archie."