" So where exactly are you dragging me now Veronica?"
"The whyte wrym"
" What? Let me get this straight you're gonna drag me to jughead jones' territory?"
"Yes Betty that I am." Veronica said a little too perky for Betty's liking.
"Let's pray I dont have to face Jug." betty muttered
"What was that" Veronica called out
"Nothing!" Betty shut her down by going to get dressed immediately.
*4 years ago*
"Morning lazy!" Betty called to Jughead climbing the ladder to his clubhouse.
"Hey Betts." Jughead mumbled opening the hatch and jumping back under the covers on a messy cot sprawled in the middle of the club house's one room.
"Juggie. Scoot over." Betty ordered
"Fine." Jughead mumbled as he rolled over making enough space for Betty to sit, not once lifting his head, hiding racing with ways to tell Betty the truth.
"What's up Jug. It's 2 pm. No-one's heard from you all day."
"Nothing."
"I've known you my entire life. It's never nothing."
"I'm fine."
"You've left me no choice... JELL-" Betty started to holler for Jugheads little sister but was interrupted by him jumping up and cupping her mouth to muffle her sound and pinning her down.
"Ew betty dont lick my hand."
"Well then dont pin me. I'm a 13 year old girl little too early for that Jug." Theh both chuckled, it went silent for a moment. Jughead didnt notice but he kept getting closer and closer to Betty's face eyes darting between her lips and eyes. Betty pulled him down by his neck and for a split moment they felt like the world spinning, fireworks were erupting, and hoards of butterflies took cover in the two's stomach.
"That's what's up Betty."
"Jug..."
"No dont speak I dont wanna ruin this" Betty simply nodded. It felt like hours of the two lying lip locked on the cot, but only mere minutes had passed. They lie in complete content, that was untill...
"JUGHEAD JONES WHAT THE HELL DO YOU THINK YOU ARE DOING" Jelly bean hollered.
'Great. Just what I needed. Jellybean.' was all Jughead thought. He pulled away red lips, rosy cheeks and messy hair.
"Yes jellybean?"
"WHAT THE HELL?!" she screamed again. Betty lay looking back at Jellybean blushing, not just because of what happened but slightly because of embarrassment.
"Well here let me break it down. When two people really like each other the-" Jughead answered in the most sarcastic tone, but was rudely interrupted by yet another Jellybean scream.
"SHUT UP I KNOW WHAT I SAW,"
"Hey Jelly, do me a favor and stop screaming. I think you've woken our ancestors from the grave oh what's that great grandma Jones, she's being too loud?" Jughead answered sarcastically, betty chuckled at that remark.
"Oh hop off it. Now explain."
"Explain what?"
"You damn well know what"
"Quite frankly sis I have no clue what you're talking about."
"Then care to explain why Betty is under you right now?" Betty went as red as a tomato and Jughead just smirked.
" There's nothing to explain we were kissing that was untill your ungodly holler interrupted."
"Jug I'd be careful of those next works if I were you I'm not afraid to tell dad."
"You wouldnt."
"Wanna bet? DA-"
"ALRIGHT I'll pay you." Jellybean looked at betty and winked.
"Always works."
"Alright here," Jughead handed his sister a 20 dollar bill he got from his wallet across the room, "Now don't tell dad."
"Thank you, remember to use protection!" Jellybean hollered climbing down the ladder.
"God I hate her." Jughead huffed going back to lay next to betty.
"So what does this mean for us?" The blonde asked.
"Well Elizabeth Cooper, I'm formally asking you if you'll be my totally offical girlfriend?"
"Why of course sir" Betty answers
"Why then madame, shall we continue"
"We shall" better answers chuckling before their lips connect.
* Present day*
Veronica had gotten dressed way before Betty she was wearing a tight black dress with a low cut back and spaghetti straps, she had thrown on a pair of LV black heels and a black and sliver handled purse. She currently had her jet black hair down and straightened, she had a nice maroon matte lipstick and some false lashes applied, along with her usually foundation, highlighter and eyeliner.
"Betty come on!"
"Alright coming!" Betty hollered. She now stood in the bathroom mirror regretting this entire idea, she wore a red bodycon silk dress and some simple red heels; she carried a sliver clutch containing her slightly tinted pink nudeish lipstick, her phone, and her emergency kit. She had her hair down in a beach wave look she pulled off quite well. She hated all of it. The idea, the look, every single bit of it. 'How much worse can tonight get' she thought. She stepped out into the hallway.
"Oh my god Bee! I love it dont you love it!"
"No. not really."
"Oh get that stick out your arse."
"Let's just get on with it."
"I bet you jughead'll love it" Veronica skipped off saying in a sing- songy voice. Betty scoffed. Hoe could she be so positive.