Breaking The Party and Boy Code

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We walked inside and slipped my heels back on. Jughead sat on the couch and started drinking a Coke-cola. I started looking around and Veronica ran up to me. 

"Hey B! I saw you come in with Jughead! You finally asked him to go out with you!?" 

"Actually V, Jughead asked me to go to the party with him." I said rolling my eyes. I walked away to go get fruit punch. Veronica kept following me though. 

"B, he wants you so bad!" 

"No! I'm not never going out with him. I'd be betraying Chic. Jughead and Chic have a very strong boy code. One of them being, NO BETTY!" I yelled. The music was so loud nobody would probably hear me. 

Cheryl Blossom turned down the music and everybody looked at her. She was the prettiest girl in our school. 

"Listen 5's, a 10 is speaking! We're gonna play my own version of truth or dare, except it's just dare. You spin the bottle and you're dared to do something with the other person. If you don't do it, we get to make up nasty rumors about you. Let the games begin." Cheryl laughed. 

The game went on for 30 minutes until it was my turn. I was nervous, to be honest. I spun the bottle and in a cliche, it was Jughead. The bottle freaking landed on Jughead. 

"Chic's friend and Chic's sister. This should be interesting. I dare you two to make out." Cheryl laughed. Jughead and I looked at each other in shock. We didn't want to do it, but we had no choice. I went over to Jughead awkwardly. He put his hands on my back as I sat beside him. 

"I'm so sorry, Jug." 

"It's fine. There's no way I'm ever gonna let you have rumors spread about you." He whispered. 

We then kissed. It was like a fire in my lips. We kept kissing for about 3 minutes until we stopped. I went to go sit down and everyone cheered Jug and I on. Once the game was over, I probably had to much to drink. I had 3 beers, 2 glasses of champagne, 1 shot of tequila, and 2 shots of whiskey. Jughead put his hands on my shoulders and started massaging them. 

"H-hi Juggie! H-h-how are you? You haaaaaave to try this c-cake!" I laughed. 

"Are you drunk? You're mom is gonna kill me." 

"No, she's gonna kill me! Take a chainsaw and go RERREEEERRREE!" I laughed. 

He put his formal jacket on me again and took me outside. I could hardly stand and the memory is blurry. 

"Betty, let me take you home." 

"Jug, di-did you know my dad used to h-hit me. He worshiped Chic and beat the living crap out of me!" I laughed again. I laughed so hard. My laugh suddenly went into tears. Jughead pulled me in for a hug. He was so warm, I would've never let go. Once he stopped hugging me, I tired to stand but I collapsed. Jughead caught me though and carried me back to my house. 

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