Disclaimer: I don't own, they are WAY before my time.

Warning: the characters are out of character slightly, but hell, after forty years I think they deserve it.

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Changes:

Nothing can ever stay the same…

When did it change? She was always there, always willing to help, always there to turn too, never pinning a person to a single personality front. So when did he first notice her to be the wonderous woman he knew her to be? He always liked her, felt his cold heart and cocky exterior melt and warm whenever she was around, hell, she was the one girl in Riverdale he didn't feel he needed to impress. She saw through it anyway. But unlike all the others, she actually found something worth seeing. Somewhere, whether it was her, or him, or both, something changed. He felt it. He slowly wanted to see in himself what she did, and tried to bring it out, tried to change, only to come up short every single time. In the eyes of everyone he was always going to be the same old, self centered, player, prankster Reggie Mantle. And for the first time, that reputation, and its reprocutions, bothered him…

When did I change? When did I stop being okay with the way I was treated? When did loving someone stop being enough? When I discovered that he loved another? When I learned that fighting was getting me nowhere, the only one I was hurting myself, and it seemed I actually pushed them together. So when did I stop falling and found myself again standing on solid ground? When did I finally come to the point where I said enough? When I gave in to everybody's wants, hell, even my own? I discovered in the moment when I realized it was the right thing to do, that I'm not everything everyone wants me to be. I'm not sweet and innocent and forgiving Betty Cooper, I don't want to be her. I want something of my own, something that will let me discover the woman that lies beneath that girl. I want to live, on my own terms, for myself. I want love…

This is the set up, time for the story?