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A/N: if you didn’t see my post about my inactivity but I won’t writing imagines on this blog anymore. however, i’m posting all of my incomplete imagines and i would love it if you all would reblog them and add on how you think the imagines should continue and end. i’ll be reblogging every addition that i see :)
New to town with a made up name in the Angel city, chasing fortune and fame
And the camera flashes, make it look like a dream
Unlike most kids in Riverdale, (Y/N) (Y/L/N) dreamed of bigger things she could do with her life, greater achievements she could accomplish outside of her small hometown.
Life in Riverdale wasn’t bad; she had her friends: Betty, Archie, and Jughead. The four of them were known as the four musketeers, always stumbling around the quiet streets with barking laughter.
The ten year olds made a home in Pop’s diner, their regular booth being touched by no one but themselves.
But even with her strong bonds of friendship, (Y/N) grew restless with her head full of dreams. Riverdale was too small of a town for her to go anywhere far in life, and that was exactly what she wanted to do.
“Do you think we’ll all grow old together?” Betty asked the table one night. “Maybe we’ll be like our parents: we’ll go to school together, marry each other, and have kids that are best friends with each other.”
“Well then who are you gonna marry, Betty?” Archie inquired with a smirk. “Me or Jughead?”
“How do you know she doesn’t want to marry (Y/N)?” Jughead interjected, withholding his laughter at the transition of Archie’s facial expression from confidence to shock. Jughead turned to (Y/N), who had been wistfully staring out the window in silence during the conversation, “What do you think, (Y/N)?”
“Hmm?” she hummed, turning to face her friends. She bit her lip, not wanting to talk about her opposing life plans. “Oh yeah, I’ll be here.”
You had it figured out since you were in school
Everybody loves pretty, everybody loves cool
So overnight you look like a sixties’ queen
Every year at Riverdale Elementary, the fourth graders did a project on what they wanted to be when they grew up. They had to brainstorm ideas of what they wanted to be and then research some requirements for said profession. At the end of the month, each student would present their project to the class.
“I want to join my dad’s construction company,” Archie announced during his presentation. “He told me that when I’m older, I can spend the summer helping him, and that one day I can even own the company!” He decided to not talk about the other ideas he had about what he wanted to be when he grew up. Being a construction worker was good enough for him.
“I want to be a journalist, just like my mom and dad,” Betty informed the class. “I would help them with their articles and eventually write my own.”
“A writer,” Jughead declared as soon as he stood up, not even allowing himself enough time to reach the front of the classroom. “I want to be a writer when I grow up. Not a journalist like Betty, though. I want to write my own stories and publish books.”
When (Y/N) did her presentation, she hesitated. She spent all her time researching what it took to become an actress, but as she stood in front of all of her friends whose plans let them stay in Riverdale, she grew unsure of herself.
“I-” she paused, giving herself one last chance to change her mind. “I want to be an actress. But I don’t want to wait until I’m grown up to become one. When I did my research, I saw that a lot of famous actors started when they were little.”
“There aren’t many movies created here in Riverdale,” the teacher commented.
(Y/N) shrugged. “Then I guess I’ll have to go find movie makers somewhere else.” She ignored Archie, Betty, and Jughead’s stunned faces as she sat down.
Another name goes up in lights, like diamonds in the sky
A few weeks later, (Y/N)’s dad announced to the (Y/L/N) family that they were moving to Hollywood, which would allow (Y/N) to pursue her dreams of becoming an actress. Her excitement only lasted for a few moments before she realized that she would have to leave her friends.
“Archie!” She stood on his doorstep, waiting for him to open the door.
“(Y/N)?” he questioned, opening the door. “What are you doing here? It’s late.”
“I need to tell you something,” she said, rocking back and forth on her feet. “I…” she trailed off, the guilt causing her throat to close up.
“I’m moving,” she blurted out.
“To a new house?” he asked, not grasping the severity of her statement.
“To Hollywood,” she corrected him, sadly watching as his expression deflated.
“Why aren’t you telling Betty and Jughead?” he questioned.
“I wanted to tell you first, Archie. You’re my best friend.”
“Betty and Jughead aren’t your best friends too?”
“They are…” (Y/N) shrugged, digging her heel into the ground, “but you’re my best friend.” Archie sadly nodded.
“You’re my best friend too, (Y/N).” He enveloped her in a hug, and she wrapped her arms around his neck as she buried her face in his t-shirt, trying to memorize that feeling.
And they’ll tell you now, you’re the lucky one
Yeah, they’ll tell you now, you’re the lucky one
But can you tell me now, you’re the lucky one, oh, oh, oh
When (Y/N) landed her first role, the entire town of Riverdale went into a frenzy. Everyone counted down the days until her movie would premiere.
Archie was confused about how he felt. He didn’t know if he was happy or upset that (Y/N) played a part in a big move. He knew it would result in her staying in Hollywood longer as she continued her career. A small, selfish part of him always hoped that she would eventually give up and come back to Riverdale.
“(Y/N)’s movie comes out tomorrow!” Betty squealed as they sat in their booth, ignoring the one empty spot next to Archie.
“The Twilight Drive-In is gonna show it,” Jughead informed them. “It’s gonna be so busy there.”
“All of Riverdale will go!” Betty exclaimed. “The whole town is so excited for this.”
When Archie continued to not respond, Betty and Jughead shared a puzzled look.
“Are you okay, Archie?” Jughead questioned, trying to make eye contact with his solemn friend.
“I’m fine.” Archie shrugged. “Just a bit tired. I think I’m gonna go home early, get to sleep. Gotta be wide awake to watch (Y/N)’s movie tomorrow.”
He exited the diner, leaving Betty and Jughead to continue their excited conversation over the movie.
Now it’s big black cars, and Riviera views,
And your lover in the foyer doesn’t even know you
And your secrets end up splashed on the news front page
As predicted by Archie, (Y/N)’s role in her debut movie attracted other producers, allowing her more opportunities to audition for more parts. Each movie she was in became a success, and soon (Y/N) was the poster child of young Hollywood actors.
Her busy filming schedule prevented her from ever returning to her hometown, no matter how much Mayor McCoy begged her to.
Even if she were able to return, (Y/N) knew it wouldn’t be because of the mayor. It would be because of her red-headed best friend.
As much as (Y/N) tried to keep in touch with her best friend, it became increasingly difficult with each new movie role she obtained. Even when she found a spare moment to call Archie, he never answered. She always brushed it off as her calling at an inconvenient time. (Y/N) never even considered the possibility that Archie stared at his phone screen as her name appeared before silencing its rings, not daring to pick up and hear her voice.
And they tell you that you’re lucky
But you’re so confused,
‘Cause you don’t feel pretty, you just feel used
And all the young things line up to take your place
“(Y/N)! (Y/N)!” The reporters yelled from all around the red carpet, camera flashes going off every second. Through the chaos, (Y/N) maintained a smile. By now, she was experienced with the hell of red carpets.
“(Y/N), do you have a boyfriend,” one reporter asked, holding a microphone out towards her. Her smile faltered for just a moment, but she quickly recovered.
“Oh, god no,” she answered with a light laugh. “I mean I’m only fifteen, and so much is going on in my life right now. I don’t know that anyone would want to deal with me right now.”
“So many boys are pining after you, (Y/N)!” the reporter exclaimed. “It can’t be because of that. Could it be because you already have someone? A secret lover?”
(Y/N)’s mind immediately jumped to Archie. She hadn’t seen him in five years, so she could only picture his ten-year-old face.
“No,” she said after a moment of hesitation. “No, I don’t have a secret lover.”
“You hesitated though,” the reported pointed out. “Maybe it’s just a crush?”
She thought, again, of her red-headed best friend back in Riverdale. He was the first person she told that she was moving, the only person that made her hesitate before leaving Riverdale.
“No,” (Y/N) shook her head with a bitter smile. “No crushes here.”
Another name goes up in lights
You wonder if you’ll make it out alive
“Another successful movie by (Y/N),” Jughead sighed, flopping into the booth. Betty nudged him as she nodded her head towards Archie, who sat across from them. “Sorry, Arch,” Jughead apologized.
Archie shook his head and didn’t respond.
“Are you guys angry about that?” Veronica questioned. “I mean, (Y/N) (Y/L/N) is an acting legend. Isn’t there some Riverdale pride here that this small town produced one of the hottest up-and-coming actresses in Hollywood?”
“We knew (Y/N),” Betty explained quietly, not taking her eyes off of Archie.
“Yeah, I’ve met her once, too,” Veronica said, not understanding the issue at hand. “I met her at a club.”
“Veronica,” Betty reiterated, “we knew (Y/N). She was one of our best friends.”
“Oh,” Veronica finally understood. She glanced at Archie, who was picking at his French fries. “I’m sorry, I didn’t-”
Before she could finish, Archie got up and stormed out of the diner.
“(Y/N) was best friends with all of us,” Betty continued, slightly shaking her head, “but she and Archie were best friends. Everyone always thought they’d get married.”
And they’ll tell you now, you’re the lucky one
Yeah, they’ll tell you now, you’re the lucky one
Can you tell me now, you’re the lucky one,
Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh
As Archie continued his studies in high school, (Y/N) continued to act in movies and guest-star in TV shows.
When Archie became captain of the football team, (Y/N) was nominated for an Oscar.
Slowly but surely, both Archie and (Y/N) began to let go of each other, not daring to reminisce upon their childhood friendship.
(Y/N) stopped attempting to reach Archie, finally accepting that he was, in fact, ignoring her. She went on dates with other actors and musicians that she met, only briefly thinking of the red-head back home. Archie dated girls, such as Valerie and Veronica, and he only thought of his long-lost (Y/N) a few times.
It was a few years later, I showed up here
And they still tell the legend of how you disappeared,
How you took the money and your dignity, and got the hell out
After Archie graduated, he decided to stay in Riverdale to focus on his music. He could’ve gone to college, hell he could’ve moved to Nashville or LA or New York to be in a better environment to work on his music. But he saw what leaving did to (Y/N), and he knew that he didn’t want to go down that path. She was living her dream. And even if music was his dream, Archie did not want the fame that came with a successful music career.
He posted his songs on YouTube and left it at that. No promotions, no running around begging for record deals.
(Y/N), thousands of miles away, watched every single video. She smiled at his talent (and blushed at his muscular form). She hadn’t seen him since he was ten; the only things that were familiar to her were his bright red hair and soulful eyes.
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