the cooper/jones fued.

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unlike others, bettys least favourite part of her day (besides going home) was lunch.
not only was it difficult being around so much food but it was also the only time she seen jughead jones (besides english and the B&G), who seemed to always have food with him.

bettys pov:

i walked towards the cafeteria table me and my friends sit at, well, by friends i mean V, the rest are her friends. i sit as far away i can from jughead and i see him scowl at me.
god hes so insufferable i wish i could just smack that smug look right off his fac-

v: B are you gonna eat anything?
she didn't exactly look concerned yet more excited to start eating her own food.

b: no im okay im not that hungry.
veronica didn't push any further considering betty was never one to eat that much, but as betty was trying her best not to make eye contact she caught the face of jughead jones, who looked at her with...
concern?

v: suit yourself.
v then proceeded to eat her fancy chicken salad probably from some bougie place in new york.

V: ooo i almost forgot, my father and mother have offered is four to the lodge house for little 2 weeks long vacation thing next week if yall are down!!
she practically squealed

A: of course ronnie
archie said kissing her cheek

J: free food anndd a hot tub, im in, elizabeth is a downside but i can manage.
he glanced at me and i looked at him in disgust.

i winced at the name elizabeth.

B: ill have to ask my mom but id love to.
i said terrified for asking my mother.

me and v got lost in conversation, and by that i mean me listening to veronica ramble on about some weird program she watched this weekend.

and while i zoned out i didnt notice she had been asking everyone how their weekend was until it was too late-

v: what did you so this weekend B
she asked innocently.

i visibly tense up and dig my nails into my palm recalling the memories of this weekend.

flashback:
TW:

hal: shut up elizabeth just be quiet and it will be over before you know it.
she sobbed while being pinned down by her own father, wincing at the pain. never imagining it would go this far, that her own father would rape her.

J: whats wrong princess? did your servant give you the wrong kind of foot massage or something?

jughead always thought i was this perfect princess, which i guess is better than him knowing the truth cause god knows what he would do.

B: oh forsythe, aren't you supposed to be doing illegal stuff or something?
i stated knowing he hates when i talk about his gang. and his real name.

J: god sake archie why did you ever tell her my real name.

A: hey! i told veronica in confidence!

V: it iiissss pretty funny!
they both broke into a fit of laughter while jughead scoffed pouting his face, i pretended to laugh to join in.

J: i hate you guys.

V: now now little forsythe dont throw a tantrum.
now jughead was laughing with them too, i suddenly felt hot and dizzy and i knew my makeup would wipe off soon so i decided to sneak off to the b&g before anyone would see.

B: i need to finish an article in the b&g ill see you guys later.
i said faking a smile.

V: okay B ill phone you later K?

i simply nodded in response and sped walk my way to the blue and gold room.

as soon as i got in i locked the door and sat against it till i calmed down.  i sighed looking down at my hands. this was gonna be a long two weeks.

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