She is Love >> (Riverdale AU)

Chapter 1

Betty

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"Come on, Betty, give me something!" I laugh as he holds the camera up to his eye, snapping shots as I attempt to awkwardly twirl before tripping over my own feet.

"Christ, Betty, don't fall down the Grand Canyon," Juggy remarks, snapping one last picture before letting his camera hang around his neck by a black leather strap. The dark hair peaking out from his beanie whips wildly in the wind. I turn back towards the gorgeous canyon and sit on a large red rock, tucking my pink skirt underneath me. There's something about being up here that provides clarity in all things. I think that's why Juggie likes it, too. Or maybe because it's anywhere besides home.

Jug joins me on the rock and rests his hands on his kneecaps. The sun was starting to set and I know it was time to head back to Flagstaff, but I really don't want to go back to reality this soon.

"We got some good ones today," Jug remarks, looking through all the pictures on his camera. He quickly flips through them before pausing on a close up of me. My hair was blowing in my face and I was in the middle of laughing at him after a bird swooped down and picked up his bag of cheetos.

"That's a good one," I smile. His talent never ceases to amaze me. He may not be a typical teenage guy, but he's definitely the most unique one I know. He's creative and smart and I can't be more thankful that he's been my best friend since the 3rd grade.

"We should probably get going, Betts." He turned off his camera and hung it around his neck once again before standing up and brushing the dirt off his pants. I follow, standing up and walking ahead of him when I hear a quiet chuckle behind me. I turn around and see Jug with his hand over his mouth and crinkles at his eyes, trying really hard to hold his laugh in.

"What?"

"Betts, you have, like, a lot of dirt on..." he points to my skirt and I quickly yank it to the side to see a huge spot of red dust from where I was sitting.

"Wow, that's great," I groan, but I can't help laughing at his entertained face.

"Hey, true friends tell each other when they have dirt on their asses."

"Well, aren't I lucky to have you then?"

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"Juggy, just let me tutor you! I'm good at this stuff!"

"Betty, no, you're not tutoring me. Besides, who needs to know trigonometry? When will I ever need to know know sine, cosine, and tangent when writing a story or photographing canyons?" he smartly fights back before one of our school's famous jocks bumps his shoulder harshly before mumbling a 'watch where you're going'. Before I can say anything, my counselor approaches me suddenly in the hallway.

"Betty Cooper, just the woman I want to see!"

"Oh, hi Mrs. Daniels," I smile at her, examining her red lipstick and gray pencil skirt. She reminds me a lot of my mother and that intimidates me.

"I'll catch you at lunch, Jug," I mumble to him. Mrs. Daniels flashes a bright smile to him and he just nods at her before turning on his heel and continuing down the hall. Her smile falters a little, but she recovers quickly.

"Anyways...Betty! Follow me," she gestures to her office door that has her name on a silver plaque. When she opens the door, my eyes immediately go to a boy with a dark red head of hair sitting in a chair facing her desk. When he hears the door open, he immediately stands and turns toward us. He was wearing a white t-shirt and dark wash jeans. He has the kind of smile that could get him literally anything or anyone he desired.

"Betty, this is Archie Andrews. He just moved up here from the Phoenix area! Anyways, I'd like you to show him around school and help him find his classes and what not." Mrs. Daniels steps closer to me and the overly excited look leaves her face and transforms into a much more condescending one. "Can you do that, Betty?" she asks with the tone a parent has when talking to a little child. I'm not able to respond and just nod instead, glancing over at Archie to see he is equally as intimidated and creeped out by Mrs.Daniels. We stay silent for what seems like hours before she claps her hands together with a tight smile, catching the both of us off guard.

"Well, off you go!" Mrs. Daniels physically escorts us out of her room before shutting the door forcefully, causing the blinds to sway.

I really have no idea what to say to this boy that was randomly thrown at my lap. His looks alone are almost as intimidating as Mrs.Daniels and her offsetting personality. His muscles are clearly defined by his white shirt and I couldn't help but notice the scar between his dark eyebrows.

"So, um, would you mind showing me to Mr. Colt's English class?" he asks me, almost sounding as nervous as I.

"Oh, right, wow. I'm supposed to be helping you," I scorn myself before leading him towards the English wing.