Getting Ready for the Party

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I was raging through my closet for a party dress. I just found out it was Cheryl Blossom's party. She went by dress code. No jeans, no sweatshirts, no sweaters. Knee-high dresses and boys had to wear dress pants. That's when I called Kevin Keller not Veronica. I could trust Kevin more when it comes to party dresses.

I pulled out a yellow, blue, pink and a purple dress. He examined them slowly. He threw them all on the floor and rubbed them with his bare foot.

"Those are hideous!" He said in disgust.

"Then raid my closet. Find something."

"Go into Polly's room." Kevin said.

"No! She'd kill me!"

"Well, it's not like she won't know!"

He went into Polly's room and came out with thee red dress. Not a dress, thee dress. The one that every girl wanted.

"Kevin! I can't wear that! It's ok for Polly but not me

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"Kevin! I can't wear that! It's ok for Polly but not me. She'll be back from college in a few months and then I'll ASK to wear it." 

"Ok Betty, see it this way. Impress Jughead or look like some holy bible character." He exaggerated. 

I grabbed the dress and put it on. Kevin told me to wear red lipstick, mascara, eyeliner, blush, gold eye-shadow, and I wore my hair curly. I finally put on some black high heels. I was ready to go. I thanked Kevin and he left the house through my bedroom window. I went downstairs and my mom's jaw dropped. 

"Elizabeth you're not going out like that! You'll ruin your reputation." My mom yelled. 

"Mom! Please do not ruin this for me!" 

"You're lucky I'm even letting you go to the party! Cheryl Blossom is a wanna-be!" 

Chic got the door and Jughead came in. He was wearing dress pants and a black button-up shirt. He was still wearing his beanie and a jacket. 

"Wow! Betty...you look...you look...bood." 

"Bood?" 

"I was getting ready to say beautiful but then I was gonna say good." 

We laughed very hard at that. He had a cute laugh. 

"Jughead, be careful! Big brother is watching." Chic said annoyed. I took Jughead's hand and was trying to get out of the house quick. 

"Jughead! 3 rules! No drinking, No drugs, and most importantly NO KISSING OR HANDS!" Chic yelled. Jughead did a sarcastic salute and we were on our way. 


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