HERMIONE
(a beat; it stings)
...no, I don’t suppose you can.
(then, tightly)
What on Earth was I thinking? Oh, yes,
that Riverdale would somehow be more
accepting and less cruel than the savages
of the Upper East Side. My mistake.
INT. RIVERDALE HIGH - COURTYARD - DAY
LUNCH-TIME. Kids at picnic tables. Veronica’s moving across the
courtyard, searching for the perfect place to land...
There are the Pussycats, nope... The football players, including
Reggie and Moose, not a good idea... There’s Betty... Dilton, with
the nerds, uh-uh... Cheryl, with her fellow cheerleaders,
including ladies-in-waiting, NANCY WOODS and GINGER LOPEZ, clearly
the Queen Bees... Veronica sighs, like attracts like, she heads
towards Cheryl, but then -- a double-take -- she notices that
Betty isn’t sitting alone, she’s with that hottie, Archie;
immediately, Veronica detours...
...arrives at the table where Betty and Archie are, sitting with
Archie’s open laptop.
VERONICA
Can I join you?
They nod -- she sits -- Betty and Archie are listening to
something on Archie’s computer. SOMEONE SINGING.
VERONICA (CONT’D)
What are we listening to?
It’s a TEENAGER’S VOICE. Untrained, but cool. Angsty.
ARCHIE
Uhm. I recorded these songs...
VERONICA
That’s you singing? A song you wrote?
They listen. The song’s great. A little dark, a little sexy. Then,
Archie closes his laptop; the play-back stops -- ARCHIE
-- I did. It’s rough.
BETTY
It’s great --
VERONICA
It’s incredible, actually, the
little I heard --