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  Rating:
      Explicit
  Archive Warning:
      Graphic_Depictions_Of_Violence, Underage
  Category:
      F/M
  Fandom:
      Riverdale_(TV_2017)
  Relationship:
      Betty_Cooper/Jughead_Jones, Betty_Cooper_&_Jughead_Jones, Archie_Andrews
      &_Veronica_Lodge, Archie_Andrews/Veronica_Lodge
  Character:
      Betty_Cooper, Jughead_Jones, Archie_Andrews, Alice_Cooper_(Archie
      Comics), Hal_Cooper, Veronica_Lodge, Kevin_Keller, Cheryl_Blossom, Jason
      Blossom, Polly_Cooper
  Additional Tags:
      Fanfiction, Love, Teen_Pregnancy, Teen_Romance, One_Night_Stands, OTP
      Feels, Alternate_Universe, Pregnancy, Unplanned_Pregnancy, Fluff_and_Smut
  Stats:
      Published: 2018-02-16 Chapters: 7/? Words: 7603
****** (Not So) One-Night Stand ******
by Fangirlthatwrites
Summary
     After confessing her love to Archie, Betty is devastated. The new
     girl in town, having witnessed it all, takes her to a bar to forget
     all her troubles. Betty makes one decision that will change her life
     forever. It all starts with a one-night stand that isn’t so one
     night.
***** Chapter 1 *****
I inspect myself through the vanity mirror. My soft light pink lips that are
just the right color, my blonde hair pulled into my signature high ponytail, my
fair skin that brings out my bright green eyes, everything has to be perfect.
Sighing, I turn my head away and get up from the white, comfy chair.
Can I actually do this? What will he say? What if he turns me down? What if
he’s in love with someone else?Thoughts swarm my head as I grab my light pink
jacket. I slide my arms inside the jacket and drape it over my white t-shirt. I
glance at the mirror one more time, this time inspecting my outfit. The pink
jacket gives the white t-shirt a hint of color, my dark blue denim jeans hug my
hips just the right way outlining my butt.
Suddenly my phone goes off breaking my concentration. I glance down at my phone
to see a message from Archie. We still meeting at Pop’s?I smile as I walk to
the window and look out to see Archie standing in front of his window smiling.
His dark red hair gleams as the dawn sky surrounds us. There's a glint in his
eyes that he always gets when he smiles. I love that glint.
Yep! Just about to leave.I text him back before leaving my bedroom and quickly
jog down the stairs. The faster I get out the better. Just as I reach the front
door, a voice behind causes me to stop. “Where on earth do you think you're
going?” I slowly turn around to see my mother with her hands on her hips.
“I'm going to Pop’s to meet Archie. I'll be back later.” I calmly reply putting
on my shoes before turning to the front door again. I manage to open the door
and escape before she could say another word.
I quietly shut the door behind me and begin walking. The heels of my boots
clink against the hard sidewalk, the cool September air chills me through my
jacket sending a chill through my body. I clutch my jacket tighter around me
when suddenly an arm is around my shoulder giving me warmth. I look up to find
Archie staring down at me. He takes off his varsity jacket and wraps it around
my shoulders.
“Archie, you didn't have to do that.” I smile at him as we walk together. I
stare at his plain black shirt. I rarely ever see Archie without his varsity
jacket, he clings to it like I cling to my ponytail. It is normal. Archie with
his varsity jacket and Betty with her ponytail.
“Yeah, I kinda did.” He smirks making me laugh. That's one of the things I love
about Archie the most. He always finds a way to make me laugh.
We finally reach Pop’s a moment later. Archie holds out the door for me. I
thank him as I walk through the doors. I slide into a booth and watch Archie
slide into the booth across from me.
Pop's is a diner that's still decorated as if it was the 1940s. The seats are
made with red leather, the floors are in a checkers board style, the red stools
lined up at the counter, everything is vintage styled. Even though the diner is
out of fashioned, there is no doubt that Pop’s is the best place in town.
A waitress comes up to us taking our order. “I'll have just a strawberry
milkshake, please.” I order. The waitress turns to Archie. “I'll have one as
well.” He smiles politely and the waitress walks away to give our order to Pop.
Before she reaches the counter she looks behind her shoulders and smiles a
flirty smile at him before going into the kitchen.
“How was your summer.” I question as I nervously play with my napkin. It's
weird being nervous around Archie, usually he is the one that makes me calm
when things are rough, but the thought of asking him out gives me anxiety. I
push my anxious thoughts away before I can begin to worry over them.
“I worked for my dad all summer. It was tough. Heavy lifting, building walls,
and working machines. I knew it was going to be a lot of work, but it was so
tiring. I fell asleep really quickly at night.” He explains as I watch him in
adoration. The way his red hair shines under the fluorescent lights, the way
his hair is always swept to the side, his beautiful hazel eyes that could melt
hearts. Everything about him I love.
The waitress from before sets down our milkshakes and hurries off to another
customer seated a few tables back. Ask him now. Now is your chance.I clear my
throat and look him in the eyes. “I… I want ask you something.” I stumble and
take a sip of my milkshake to calm my nerves.
Archie raises his eyebrows and tilts head. “Ask about what? What is it Betty?”
Concern fills his face. The bell suddenly dings incidating that someone came
through the door. I ignore whoever it is and focus on Archie. “Archie, I… I
love you… and I want to be more than just your friend. I want us to be more
than just friends. I want us to… “
“Stop. Betty, I’m sorry. I can’t be that, we can’t be what you want. I don’t
love you.” He looks at me sorrowfully. I get up from my seat as quickly as I
can knocking over my milkshake.  Tears come to my eyes and stream down my face
as I push the door open and run outside. I yank off Archie’s varsity jacket and
throw it on the ground.
I don’t love you… I don’t love you… I don’t love you…The words echo in my mind
causing me to cry even harder. My thoughts are so loud they drown out the rest
of the world. Suddenly someone is rubbing my back comforting me. I turn around
to see a stranger in front of me.
Riverdale is a small town. Everybody knows everybody here, and outcomes rarely
visit. The sight of a stranger startles me. “Who are you… and what do you
want.” I step back as I wipe the tears off my face and pretend I wasn’t crying.
“I saw what happened in the diner. I’m so sorry. I know what it’s like to be
rejected. Lucky for you, I know just the thing to make you feel better.” The
stranger smiles. Her raven black hair almost disappears in the now dark night.
Her lips are the color of burgundy red which seems to bring out her black hair.
She wears a long black dress with a black hood- like coat. I’m positive that if
the night was darker, I wouldn’t be able to see her.
After a moment of not responding, she holds out her hand for me to shake. “I’m
Veronica. I just moved into town, but I saw a bar a few miles back when we
arrived.” Veronica smiles her perfect white teeth at me. I take her hand and
shake it.
“Pleasure to meet you Veronica, I’m Betty Cooper and I would love to go with
you.” I smile politely back at her. “Let’s do this.”
***** Chapter 2 *****
We step into the bar and the stench of alcohol hits my nose. People in black
leather jackets swarm the place. Everyone seems to have one on. On the back of
each of the jackets was a snake with the words South Side Serpents written
around it. My eyes widen and stare at Veronica in shock.
“You brought us to the South Side Serpents territory?”  I gape. “We have to
leave. You don’t know what they are capable of.” I turn to rush to the
entrance, but Veronica grabs my arm stopping me.
“They can’t do anything to you. My daddy owns this bar, like most things in
this town. If they do anything to either of us, my daddy will make sure they’ll
be sorry.” A twisted smile appears on her burgundy lips. “Just relax, have fun,
you’re here to forget about that loser that broke your heart. Here, follow me.”
Veronica practically drags me to the bar and plops down a bar stool. The
bartender, a man about forty something years old with gray eyes and white hair,
studies us carefully before speaking. “What can I get you guys?” He says
cautiously.
She thinks for a moment before answering. “Two vodkas please. We need something
to take the edge off if you know what I mean.” She grins as the bartender as he
starts pouring our drinks.
“Vodka? I have never had alcohol before and you want me to drink vodka?” I
force out a laugh and look around the bar. “I don't even belong here.”
“Betty, you need to chill. Nothing is gonna happen.” She calmly claims as she
takes the vodka the bartender put down and jugs it down. I slowly and carefully
take the glass containing the vodka and put it up to my lips. I hesitate for a
moment before squeezing my eyes shut and lift the glass up. The lukewarm
substance fills my mouth and I force myself to swallow. The vodka burns my
throat causing me to cough.
I slam down the glass not realizing how hard I set it down until it begins to
crack. My head starts pounding and I start to feel dizzy. “I think I'm going to
sit down over there.” I slur a little to Veronica and stumble across the room
to the lounge area. I slowly sink down into the couch and stare into the fire.
“What's a Northside girl like you doing here?” I hear a voice ask me. I look up
to find a boy about my age standing in front of me with black hair. He wears a
gray beanie with edges shaped like a crown and the same black leather jacket
with the snake on the back as everyone else in the bar.
“Well, what would you want me to be here for?” I quickly get up and step closer
to him. The mysterious boy smiles as I close my eyes and wrap my arms around
his neck. I brush my lips against his in a silent beg for a kiss. He answers my
beg and kisses me hard on the lips. I lift one hand under his beanie and tangle
it through his soft black hair.
He lifts me up and I wrap my legs around his waist. I slide my tongue inside
his mouth and he, in response, does the same. I break away and bring my lips
near his ear. “Let's take this to a quiet place.” I whisper seductively.
I open my eyes to see him smiling. “As you wish.” He whispers before kissing my
lips once more. We deepen the kiss and slide in our tongues as he carries me to
a room. He turns the handle and pushes the door open all without opening his
eyes and breaking away from our kiss. His hand snakes up under my shirt. I
break away from the kiss once more as he tosses me onto the bed. I giggle
opening my eyes as he takes of his leather jacket and throws it to the floor.
He climbs onto the bed and leans in, his mouth is so close to mine. I quickly
take of my shirt and help him out of his black shirt before pressing my lips
against his. We deepen the kiss as I unclip my bra and throw it down onto the
wooden floor. I quickly work on unzipping his dark denim jeans and slide them
down his legs and throw them as well. I feel his hands unbuttoning my jeans and
I quickly wiggle out of them and kick them off the bed. The only clothing
separating us was our underwear.
This time it's the mysterious boy who breaks away from the kiss. I open my eyes
to see his green eyes looking over my almost naked body. “You're so beautiful.”
He smiles as he starts to slide my underwear down my legs. When they reach to
the bottom of my feet, I drape my foot over the bed and let it drop to floor.
Before he could do anything else, I slide his boxers down and let the fabric
fall of my fingers and onto the heap of clothes that is beside the bed.
I pull him on top of me. A laugh escapes my lips when I notice the beanie still
on top of his head. “I forgot about this.” He smiles back at me as I slide his
beanie off and put it on the bedside table. “Now where were we?” I tease him as
I tangle my hands in his now beanie-free hair. He leans his face close to mine
and instead of kissing his lips, I kiss his neck making him gasp in surprise.
“You really shouldn't have done that.” He whispers in my ear making me giggle.
He watches me as he slowly goes inside me causing me to gasp in surprise just
as he did. He kisses me once again as he goes deeper and deeper with each
thrust he makes. A moan escapes me even as our lips are interlocked. He breaks
away and cups my cheek with his hand. “I'm not hurting you am I?” His eyes tell
me he's sincere.
“I feel amazing.” I smile as he continues to thrust harder and faster with each
passing second. It's not long when I get an orgasm. I gasp with pleasure that I
never knew was possible. My thoughts are wiped clean. Pleasure wills every part
of me and it's all because of him. He continues until midnight. He lets me
snuggle up to him with my head against his chest. The sound of his beating
heart lulls me to sleep.  
***** Chapter 3 *****
I wake up with a killer headache. My eyes flutter open as the bright sun shines
through the window and into my eyes. I groan and turn my body away from the
light to see a boy sleeping peacefully next to me.
“What have I done….” I gasp in shock. I glance down at my naked body as the
memories from last night rush back. The way I kissed this boy with so much
desire, the way he made me feel, the pleasure he gave me.
Suddenly I feel sick to my stomach, probably from the vodka. I search
desperately for a bathroom. I finally find a door on the otherwise of the
bedroom and quickly fling the door open. Yes! A bathroom. I run to the toilet
and puke inside.
After a few minutes of puking I finally stop. I splash my face with cold water
from the sink and run back into the bedroom to the heap of clothes next to the
bed. I quickly throw on my clothes from last night on and glace back at the bed
where the boy from last night sleeps. He looks so peaceful and carefree when he
is asleep, so handsome. I can't stop myself from wondering just who this boy is
and why he came to talk to me instead of Veronica. She was the gorgeous, model
like one. Anyone could see she's the better option.
Veronica! She was the one who brought me here. I'm gonna kill her. I quietly
open the window and slip through and step onto the grass. My mom is going to
kill me. I feel a buzz from my phone vibrating and slip it out of my pocket. I
glance down at it and see 40 missed messages. I'm so dead.
I unlock my phone to see that 38 were from Archie and 2 were from my mom. I
scroll through the messages.
Archie: Betty, I didn't mean to hurt you. Can we talk? … I went outside to talk
to you, you weren't there. Where are you? … I went to your house to check on
you, you weren't there either… where are you??? … I talked to your mom, she's
upset. She hasn't seen you since you left the house. Please answer me. … I'm
worried about you. It's been an hour. What is going on? I know you are upset
but please be safe.The texts go on and on about him being worried about me.
I sigh and click on my mom's messages.
Mom: Get back in this house right now! … Elizabeth, where on earth are you? You
told me you were with Archie. He just came over asking you if you came home.
Get back her right now and you are grounded for a month.
Grounded? For a month? I hate when she overreacts on every little thing. Yeah,
I went against all her rules and had sex, but I'm not twelve anymore.
I travel around town keeping an eye out for anything I might recognize that
would help me find my way home. After navigating my way around Riverdale, I
finally find my house and open the front door. “Mom! I'm home! You don't have
to send out a search party now.” I call slipping off my shoes. I hear footsteps
approaching as I hang up my light pink jacket.
“Elizabeth Cooper, where on earth have you been?! I sent you two messages and
you didn't reply. I've been worried sick about you.” My mother appears and
wraps me in a giant hug. “But you still are grounded for a month.”
I reluctantly hug her back as I roll my eyes. My mom has a way of being
overdramatic at times, Well all the time. “I met the new girl in town and spent
the night at her house. I thought maybe she could use a friend for the first
night in Riverdale.” I reply as if it were the truth. Half of it was true
anyways.
“Is that why your shirt is inside out?” She huffs as I freeze. I put my shirt
inside out… of course I find a way of ruining things.
I quickly play it off with a shrug as I move out of the hug. “Must have just
put it on inside out when I got dressed yesterday.” I claim, rushing up the
stairs and barge into my room.
I snatch my journal and start writing about last night. As I recall last night,
I wonder if I'd ever see that boy again.
I finish up my entry as the door burst open. I glance up to see Archie in the
doorway. “Where were you last night after you left Pop's? I was worried sick
about you.” He questions me with concern. Heat rushes to my cheeks as I think
about what happened at Pop's.
I dart my eyes away and sigh, gently shut my journal. “Archie, I don't want to
talk about it. I don't want to talk to you right now. It's just too hard. Just
give me some time.” I glance up at him and notice the sadness in his eyes, like
I just ruined him. It pains me to do this to him, to hurt him, but I would be
destroying myself if I allow him in right now. “Please,” I beg.
He slowly nods. “Okay. I'll see you at school tomorrow.” He digs his hands in
the pockets of his varsity jacket and slowly walks out of the room. In that
very moment, my heart shatters.
***** Chapter 4 *****
I’m laying in my bed crying when the ringing of my phone breaks the silence. I
slide out of my bed and pick up the phone. There is a text from the principal.
 
Hello, this is Principal Weatherbee and I am texting to notify you and your
family about Southside High. South Side High has been shut down due to
conditions of the school. Starting the first day of school tomorrow, some of
the students will be joining Riverdale High. Thank you for your concern and
have a nice day. As soon as I get done reading the text, thoughts swarm my
head. My mom is not going to be happy about this at all.
“Elizabeth!” I hear my mom call for me. I rub the tears away from my eyes
before walking down the stairs. I find my mom in the kitchen with her arms
crossed, clearly upset. “I just got a text from the principal. He said that the
South Side High School is shut down and that they are coming to your school. I
think it's time you transfer schools.” Of course this is how she responds to an
issue like this.
“I can't believe you! You’re really going to take me away from Archie and
Kevin? All because of what? The South Side High students school shut down and
they need a place to learn at? Not all kids from the Southside are Serpents,
mom. And even if they are were, they wouldn't be half as bad as you are.” I
yell at her in rage. All she ever does is try to control my life.
“You know what, I don't care what you say, I will be going to Riverdale High
School, and there is nothing you can do about it.” I spin around, stomping
upstairs. Once I get inside my room I slam the door shut and read until I fall
asleep.
                                     • • •
The blaring of my alarm clock wakes me up from my sleep. I’m not ready for the
first day of school at all. Not only will the same old faces of my classmates
be roaming the halls, but so will the faces of the South Side Serpents and all
the other students from Southside High School. I don't know which fills me with
more dread.
I jump out of bed and slowly walk to my dresser, digging through the endless
option of clothes. I finally throw on a white shirt with little pink flowers
and black yoga pants. I quickly get ready for school and grab my nearly empty
bookbag and walk out the door. I almost wait for Archie out of habit, but
instead I force myself to walk to school alone.
I finally reach the school and pull the door open. Kids roam around the halls,
girls squeal as they hug their friends and gossip about the cute boys they had
met over the summer. It's like every other first day of school I have ever had.
The only difference is the black leather jackets with the snake on the back.
Serpents litter the hallways giving me an uneasy feeling.
He's not going to be here. There are plenty of serpent students that got
transferred to different schools far away from here. I try to calm my nerves
with these thoughts, but they don't make a different. I clutch my hands into
fists to stop them from shaking. Why is this happening to me.
“Oh my God, Betty Cooper, is that a hickey on your neck?!” I swirl around to
see Kevin Keller staring in shock behind me.
“Keep your voice down.” I hiss examining the hallways making sure no one had
heard. He gave me a hickey?! What didn't he do?
“Who are you, and what have you done to my innocent Betty?” Kevin whispers
keeping his voice down.
I sigh as we walk to the room where we write the school newspaper. “It's not my
fault I got drunk and lost control. Veronica shouldn't have brought me to the
club in the first place.”
“Veronica? As in Veronica Lodge? The new girl in town whose family owns Lodge
Industries making them one of the richest families in Riverdale?” He gasps.
“You already know her? But more importantly, you didn't bring me along with you
guys. I thought we were best friends.”
“That very one.” I sigh, opening the door to the room and enter with Kevin
following behind me. “And it's not like I wouldn't have brought you, I myself
didn't know I was going. She was the one who had convinced me.”
“So you're telling me Veronica Lodge took you to a club? God, I'm so jealous
right now. But enough with her, who gave you this hickey? Was that all they
gave you?” He continues to interrogate me as I sit down in one of the chairs
and start up one of the computers.
I shake my head in annoyance. I love Kevin to death, but this was something I
really don't want to talk about. “I have no idea who it was. All I know is that
Veronica took me to the Serpent’s club and I hooked up with a Serpent about my
age. He had black hair that was hidden beneath a beanie he wore, he had these
greenish eyes but they weren't my kind of green eyes. He… he may have taken
something… you know what this is ridiculous! I'm probably never going to see
him again anyways. It doesn't matter.” I bury my head in my hands in
frustration.
“Hey, are you Elizabeth Cooper? I was told you were in charge of the school
newspaper. I'm interested in joining.” A familiar voice causes me to lift my
head up from my hands. I immediately recognize the figure in the door and stop.
My whole body fills with shock and I can't speak. In the doorway stands the
mysterious boy from the club.
***** Chapter 5 *****
Chapter Notes
     Thank you guys so much for the kudos and hits. It means the world to
     me. I really appreciate the comments as Well, I usually reply to all
     of them. I was wondering if the chapters were too short. I usually
     aim for over 1000 words per chapter and the past few chapters have
     been in 900s. Would you like longer chapters?
It takes me a moment before I can find my voice again. “Yeah, that's me. You
can call me Betty though.” I slowly answer.
I glance at Kevin to see him gaping at us. ‘Is this him?’ He mouths. I nod as I
quickly jog toward him.
“This is Kevin, he writes the gossip column. Sadly he has a biology test and
needs to study.” I open the door and push Kevin out of the room. “But I it's
the first day….” He starts saying, but I glare at him and he shuts his mouth as
the door closes.
“That was… interesting.” The boy chuckles as he studies the room. I can't help
but remember his hands unbuttoning my jeans, how his lips tasted as I kissed
him, how he made me feel.
I'm so distracted that I trip over something on the floor. I almost hit the
floor when arms wrap around me holding me above the ground. I glance up to see
the boy's greenish eyes staring down at me. This is the closest we’ve gotten
since that night.
“You're the Northside girl who was at the club Saturday night.” The boy stares
at me in shock. “I didn't think I'd ever see you again.”
“Me neither.” I mutter, slipping out of his arms. I slowly lift myself up off
the ground and brush off my yoga pants. “About Saturday night….” I start to say
when he cuts me off.
“I had a good time.” He smiles at me causing my heart to skip a beat. Why does
he have to look so cute when he smiles? It's just making what I have to do that
much more difficult.
I take a deep breathe. “Look, I don't know exactly what you think we had, but
it was a one time thing only. I shouldn't have done it in the first place. I
was drunk and kinda lost control. It won't happen again.” I watch as his smile
fades. “Anyways. Welcome to the Blue and Gold. Do you have any experience
writing newspapers?” I try to look as professional as I can. For some reason he
makes me nervous.
“Yeah, I actually wrote for the newspapers at my old school, before it closed.
This is one of the articles I had written.” He hands me a school newspaper. I
quietly skim through the paper as he continues to look around the room. In the
corner of my eye I see him pick up a magnifying glass. He puts it up to his eye
and points it towards me. I can't help the chuckle that escapes me as I finish
reading the paper.
“This is actually really well written. The problem is real…” I stop as my eyes
land on his name at the bottom “Your name is Jughead...?” I question glancing
at him. What kind of name is that?
Sighing, he sets down the magnifying glass on the table. “It's a nickname. My
real name is Forsythe Pendleton Jones the third, but I prefer Jughead. I know,
it's a weird nickname, but it fits. I'm weird, I'm a weirdo, I'm not wired to
be normal. So why should my nickname be any different?” The right side of his
lips lifts up in a smirk.
I raise my eyebrows at him tilting my head a little to the right. “Forsythe
Pendleton Jones the third? You sound like a prince.” I tease setting, the
newspaper in the drawer of newspapers where I keep a pile of old newspapers I
wrote to track my progress and gain ideas. They might come in handy later.
He huffs, clearly not amused with my joke. It's only day one with him, not
including our night together, and I've already messed things up. I bite my
lower lip as he runs a hand through his unexposed hair. “The prince of hell,
maybe.” A humorous smile appears on his lips. I giggle a little at his joke as
I type in the password to the computer.
“Well, Prince of Hell, I'm usually here writing before school, in homeroom, and
after school when time allows. Since this is considered an ‘extracurricular
activity,’ we do not get a class period to write.” I quickly glance at the
clock, “If you want to have a tour of the building before school starts, now is
the best time to do it. I'm sure Principal Weatherbee assigned someone to show
you around. I usually do it, but since it's the school that closed causing you
to be here, Principal Weatherbee decided it was best for student council to
show you around.” I explain as I write the header for the newspaper.
In the corner of my eye I see Jughead walking toward me. “Yeah I know. I got
Cheryl Blossom, but I'd prefer it if you showed me around. I haven't been here
for a day yet and I know she's horrible. From the way Archie would complain
about her in elementary school,” He shakes his head chuckling. “I don't want to
find out what she's like now.”
I quickly get up from the seat and stare at him in shock. “You know Archie?
How? I know it's a small town and all, but northsiders don't associate with
southsiders.”
He shrugs as he sits on the table. “We were childhood bestfriends. My father
used to work for Archie’s father, but when his father fired mine, we just
stopped hanging out.” He sighs. “Anyways, the point is, I don't want Cheryl to
give me a tour. I'd be more comfortable if it were you.”
“It won't matter if she gives you a tour, you'll still find out just how
horrible she is. But, I do have some time to spare.” I quickly log off of the
computer. “Follow me.” I command as I walk out of the doors.
***** Chapter 6 *****
So I usually start out with a fun fact about the school. Riverdale High was
founded in 1941.” I state as I walk with Jughead down the hall. “There hasn’t
been many modifications since then.” Several students walk past us as I lead
him to the library. In the corner of my eye I catch a glimpse of students
glaring at him as we walk by. The Southsiders are rivals with the Northsiders,
so neither of them must be happy to be sharing a school.
I glance at him as we make our way to the library. A serious expression covers
his face as if he is concentrating on something. I have no clue what is making
him concentrate so hard. There isn’t anything exciting in this school. The
walls are littered with papers explaining events that nobody is interested in.
“This is the library.” I point out the library to him as we arrive. “If you
ever miss a test, you'll have to make it up in there. Although most people go
here to just mess around and make out behind the shelves.”
“At least they don't deal drugs.” Jughead replies jokingly. I laugh softly at
his joke knowing that there was probably some truth to it. Southside High was
known for dealing drugs, it was said that many of the students took them at
school without having to hide it. It doesn’t seem too far fetched to think that
they used to deal drugs in the library.
Just then, the football team runs past us. They purposely bump into Jughead,
jabbing their elbows into his sides as they pass. “Look who it is! Serpent boy
and serpent slut.” Reggie jokes as he examines me with his eyes. Reggie is co-
captain with Jason Blossom on the football team. “I mean, you’d have to be one
to hang out with a serpent.” He looks from me to the rest of the football team.
“ Hear that boys, good girl Betty Cooper’s a slut. Just like her sister.” He
snickers at me. “What was here name again? Polly?”  
I stand there silent as I clutch my hands into fists. My nails dig into the
palm of my hand sending spikes of pain through my body. “Oh, did I hit a
nerve?” Reggie mocks me before laughing.
“Leave Betty alone!” Jughead commands stepping in front of me. He's face to
face with Reggie with a threatening look on his face.
“You think you are so strong?” Reggie laughs. “Show me how strong you are,
serpent boy.” He punches Jughead in the eye. Satisfied when he doesn't punch
him back, Reggie walks off with the football team.
“Are you okay?” I ask concerned after the football players are out of sight. I
know that he must have been used to fighting and getting punched, but I still
want to make sure he is okay.
He laughs a light airy laugh. “I've dealt with forces way stronger than him. He
might think that that he's all strong and mighty, but he's nothing compared to
Tall Boy or Sweet Pea.”
We walk in silence for a moment. Not the awkward kind, but the comforting kind.
The silence breaks when I see flaming red hair in the distance with her bright
red lips.
“You must be the loser that I was assigned to give a tour. The one who didn't
show up,” Cheryl glares at Jughead when she reaches us. “And guess who he
picked to give him the tour instead.” She eyes me over. “The rejected loser who
couldn't get the guy she loves.” She pulls her red bright red lips into a pout.
“Jughead, this is Cheryl Blossom. Her twin is Jason Blossom who's the other co-
captain of the football team.” I glare at Cheryl as I introduce her. She thinks
her brother and her are so much better than everyone else. All because their
family runs the maple syrup business. Riverdale’s main business is maple syrup
which makes them the richest family in the town. But now that the Lodge family
moved into the town, their title as richest family is being threatened.
“I don't care who she is, Betty.” Jughead says in a tone that takes me by
surprise. “What I care about is the fact you love somebody.” He looks at me
with a hint of sadness in his eyes. It takes me by surprise.
Cheryl gives him a shocked look. “You didn't know? Well you are new so. Our
dear friend Betty here is in love with Archie Andrews. This past Saturday night
she confessed to him and it didn't go too well for her.” She smiles at Jughead
when she sees the hurt on his face. “You know Archie? How perfect.” She claps
her hands together.
“Go away Cheryl, go torment someone else. If you don't, I swear I'll kill you.”
I snarl at her, inches away from attacking her. How on earth did she know about
Archie and I. Then it hits me. Veronica.
“Archie? Your in love with Archie?” Jughead gives me a look that pains my
heart. I don't know anything about him, but it still hurts knowing that I'm the
reason for his sadness. “And on Saturday night… you just wanted to get back at
Archie didn't you?” He slowly nods as silence encloses between us. “I get it. I
understand. I thought that maybe Saturday night meant something to you, but
clearly not. My mistake. Like you said, it won't happen again.” He turns around
and walks off before I can explain myself. I silently watch as he leaves, my
heart breaking even more.
Cheryl places a hand on my arm. “Betty, I'm so sorry. I was just …” She starts
to say. Her face claims that she is being sincere, but I don't care. She hurt
him.
“I don't want to hear it.” I hiss as I shake her hand off. “Your little act
isn't fooling anybody, certainly not me.” I push past her and run off to my
first hour. Anger and sadness mix inside me as I try to hold back tears. It
bothers me that he could do this to me, I barely know him yet he means
something to me. I don't know what that something is, and I'm not sure if I
want to know. Nothing good could come out if this.
I gently push open the door to my biology class. My eyes search the room and
lands on a red haired boy conversing with a raven haired girl. Great, the two
people I least want to see. The only available seat is the one next to Archie.
Fantastic. I slowly walk toward them and hesitate before sitting down next to
him. Please don't notice me, please don't notice me,I silently beg as I sit
down.
The bell rings a moment later indicating that class has now started. The
teacher waltz in with a huge smile plastered on her face. “Hello, I'm Ms.
Grundy and I'll be your biology teacher. I hope you picked a good seat, because
this is where you'll be sitting for the rest of the year.” Ms. Grundy continues
smiling.
Today can't get any worse.
***** Chapter 7 *****
Chapter Notes
     Hey guys! Sorry for the hiatus. I got my wisdom teeth removed and was
     in pain for a few days then I had to get caught up with school. This
     isn't the best chapter, nothing too big happens. Do you guys feel
     like these chapters are too slow? I can make them faster instead of
     two or three maybe four chapters taking place in one day. Hope you
     guys enjoy!
“I'll let you take this time to meet your classmates, no goofing around
though.” Ms. Grundy announces sitting down in her seat. She pulls out her
laptop and sets it up.
I shift uncomfortably unsure of what to do. If only I hadn't confessed my love
to Archie, then I would be excited about not only having time to talk, but
about being in the same class. “Hey, you're the girl I met at the diner
Saturday night. It's Betty, right? How did things go with that mystery man?
Anything exciting?” I hear a familiar voice ask me. I glance sideways to see
Veronica smiling at me. Seriously? Could she be any more fake?
Archie narrows his eyebrows in confusion. “Betty?” He glances at me and then
back at Veronica. “I think you must be mistaken. Betty was with me Saturday
night. I see you at the diner. Plus she's not that type of girl.”
I ignore everything Archie says and curl my palms into a fist again. I feel the
pain as my nails dig into my sore from before, that only encourages me to dig
them in deeper. “Don’t you dare pretend like you care. You don't know me, we
aren't best friends. Everything that happened that night was because of you. I
shouldn't have even listened to you. You encouraged me to get drunk and just
stood there and let me have sex with a stranger. What kind of friend does that?
What kind of person does that?” Words rush out of my mouth before I realize
what I'm saying.
“Wait! What?! You had sex?” Archie exclaims in a low voice so the whole class
wouldn’t hear him. Neither Veronica nor I pay any attention to him.
Veronica’s smile fades into a serious expression. “I was just trying to help. I
never told you to sleep with someone. You got your heart broken, you needed
something.” Veronica explains with a sincere expression, but I'm not buying it.
“Okay, that's enough time spent.” Ms. Grundy breaks us from our conversation.
“Let's begin our lesson.”
• • •
Hours pass by quickly and I lose myself in thought. No matter what I do, my
mind always goes back to Jughead and his reaction when Cheryl told him about my
feelings about Archie. I desperately inspect every detail of what happened to
figure out why he cares. The look on his face pains my heart . How could Cheryl
do this to me… how could she do this to Jughead… I bite my lip in frustration
and desperation when the shrill of the bell ringing breaks me out of my
concentration. I quickly gather my books and rush out the door as fast as I
can. I really hope Jughead found his way around the school. I think to myself
as I reach my destination.
I push open the lunchroom doors and freeze. Students obnoxiously push past me
as if I'm invisible and rush to their friends. I search the room for a familiar
face. I spot Veronica next to Archie laughing at something he said. I quickly
advert my eyes feeling a stab pain in my heart. It feels like he is replacing
me with her and she's only been here since Saturday.
I sit down at an empty table away from them and busy myself with writing about
Southside High closing down for the school newspaper. I lose myself in writing
as someone sits down next to me.
“So what happened with Southside hottie?” I recognize Kevin's voice ask. I
finish writing my sentence and give him a look. “What? Don't lie and tell me
you don't think he's hot. If he were gay, I'd hit that Serpent up, but he's
obviously straight. The way he looked at you told me everything.” Kevin smiles
at me. “I can't believe he caught you, what a prince charming. I totally ship
it. What's his name so I can come up with a ship name.”
I stare at him in shock. “How do you know all this? Didn't you leave after I
pushed you out of the room?” Then it hits me. “You watched through the window!
Seriously Kev?” I shake my head laughing, he’s unbelievable.
“Well I had to see what was happening. You obviously like him, I can see it in
your eyes, not to mention how he feels. Straight people are so easy to read. I
bet you by next week you two will be the cutest couple in the whole school.” He
smiles at me excitedly. That's the thing about Kevin, besides being the very
best gay best friend, he loves shipping people. He's what you'd call a
‘fanboy’. I love seeing him so excited but this isn't the first time he's
shipped me with someone.
I sigh as I stop writing the newspaper. “I don't like him, I don't know a thing
about him. Yes, we had…” I trail off not. “But I'm not over Archie and I know
Jughead doesn't like me. We are from two different worlds and I just don't see
it being good either one of us. Besides… I've probably messed everything up
with him and he probably doesn't want anything to do with me.” I explain to
him. I know it wouldn't matter to him, it wouldn't stop him from shipping us,
but he needs to know that it will never work out.
“Betty, you have to stop pushing people away because there is a chance that
something won't work out. I heard about Archie, and I'm so sorry. Just give
this Jughead a chance, give Bughead a chance. See I told you I would come up
with a ship name.” He smiles proudly at me. “But seriously, is that his name?”
I shake my head. “He said it's a nickname. I'm not sure how he got it.” I check
my phone to see a text from Archie.
Sighing, I click onto it and read it. Archie: Why didn't you sit with us? I
understand you are upset with me, but I miss you. AND WHAT IS THIS THING WITH
YOU HAVING SEX?! Who was it with and why?
Seriously? Why does he care about me losing my virginity and who it's with? Why
does he care so much about me being upset with him? He’s the one who hurt me.
I ignore his text and gently set my phone down. I shift my eyes back to Kevin.
“Don’t worry Betty, I don’t think you messed things up with him. I saw the way
he looked at you. He likes you. It might just be a crush right now, but maybe
it will become something bigger and better.”
I give him an uncertain look. It just doesn't sit right in my heart. Maybe it's
the fact I'm afraid to fall in love, I don't know, but I just can't open myself
up. “I guess we'll just find out.” The bell rings signaling the end of lunch. I
get up from my seat and disappear in the halls.
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