BETTY'S POV
Today is one of those days where everything seems black and white. The sun seems to hide, and the birds just don't sing. Last night was when Archie turned me down. It felt like an imaginary anvil had dropped on my heart. Like all the good was gone. Archie Andrews didn't love me back, period. But it's ok, I guess, as long as I can still be his friend, right?!
I walk along miserably, scuffing my baby pink ballet flats against the fresh autumn leaves. Soon enough, I arrive at school. Swarms of students push their way through the front doors, as I try to stay as low key and unnoticed as possible in my dismay.
"B! How you doing?"
I look up, to see Veronica striding towards me, donning a deep purple dress, black stilletos and of course, her signature pearls.
"Hey." I mutter, feeling like a dumpster.
"Hey! What's the matter?" She queries.
"Can I tell you later? I'm not really in the mood right now." I reply.
"Sure Betty, I'll see you at break?"
"Yeah." I say, and turn away, shuffling towards my locker.
At break, I fill my plate at the cafeteria, and join my friends at our assigned table.
"Hey everyone." I chirped, trying to avoid Archie's gaze. I slide my platter onto the the table next to Jughead, and plonk myself down.
"Hey Betty." A voice utters to my left. I shift my head to the left and then raise it fully. It fell to my suspicions. Jughead.
"Hi." I reply quickly, flashing him a small smile.
"So V, can I talk to you for a minute? Outside?" I ask.
"Sure" She replies. Veronica stands up and comes over to me, ushering me outside the cafeteria.
"So what's up?" She asks.
"Well, yesterday I told Archie that I love him. And he told me he doesn't love me back. And it's so hard, V." I confess, tearing up.
"Hey! Hey. It's okay! You'll get over him soon I promise. Just forget about him ok?"
She says. I nod my head slowly and try to stifle my tears, to no avail. I wipe my eyes with the backs of my thumbs, and V passes me a wipe to clear the eyeshadow that had run down my face. I walk back in with Veronica, eyes firmly planted on the ground. I sit back down at the table, and starting picking at my food. I'm not that hungry anymore. Archie and Veronica had started up a conversation at some point since we came back, and Jughead and I sat in silence.
"Hey, Betty, are you okay?" he asks me.
"Yeah Jug, I'm fine. Thanks for asking though." I say, giving him a weak smile, trying to hide how I was really feeling.
"Okay, if you say so..." he replies, and then turns to the conversation with Archie and V. Jughead and I had never had a very strong friendship, because of my mother. She never approved of me even talking to him, as course of his father being a South Side Serpent. It must be really hard for him, being denied friendships because of something he can't change. Jughead lives across the road from my house, actually. Him and his father reside in a small, rickety house and I hear the arguing every night. It's awful. Every time I look out my bedroom window at night, I see Jug, head in hands, sitting on the steep of his porch. And I hide back behind my curtains, unable to go to him, because of my mother. And I wish I could save him.
At the end of the day, I go to my locker and dispense all of the day's books into it. I shut the small metal door, and twist the combination lock. I walk home alone, as Jughead has already left, I'm just not in the mood to see Archie, and Veronica gets picked up by her chauffeur. A few streets away from my home, I text Jughead.
BETTY: Hey! Do you wanna meet me at Pop's?
A few minutes later, I get a reply.
JUGHEAD: Yeah, sure! I'll see you there at 5pm?
BETTY: Yep! See you there :)
I smile as I make it to my front door, and i unlock it with my keys. No one was home. I walk upstairs and check the time. 4:15. Great! I've got a good amount of time to get ready. I redo my hair, pulling it back up in a tight, renewed ponytail. I also do my makeup, making sure to remove and traces of the bleary leftovers from today's upset. At 4:50, I walk out the door and head to Pop's Diner. I soon arrive at the restaurant and I slip through the door. At the final booth, I see Jughead, sitting with his back facing towards me. I walk up to him, and tap him on the shoulder. He quickly turns his head around and then relaxes, giving me one of his rare smiles. I like it when he does that. I smile back and slide into the opposing seat in the booth, and order a vanilla milkshake.
"So, why'd you invite me here?" he asks.
"Oh, no reason really. I just wanted someone to talk to." I reply.
"Well I'm always here and you know it." He says, giving me a shy smile. I laugh and put my hand over Jughead's.
"Thank you, Jughead. I really appreciate it." I say, smiling brightly back at him.
"You're welcome." he replies. Jug then turns his hand over - and grasps mine, giving it a light squeeze and grins at me. After an hour or two of chilling at Pop's and talking with Jughead, I have to go home.
"Sorry Jug, I gotta go." I say, a sadness lingering in my voice. Jughead stands up and takes me to the outside of Pop's, so we can part our ways.
"Bye Jughead." I say. "Bye Betts." he replies.
And we walk our seperate ways. But I stop in my tracks.
"Wait!" I shout, turning around. Jughead stops walking and turns around, and is greeted by me giving him and big hug. "Thank you so much for this evening. Goodnight." I whisper. And he hugs me back. And for a solid minute, I feel ever so safe in his embrace.
AN: I'm back!!! So I've made my random comeback with a Bughead fic. I'm so excited to be writing this story, and I can't wait to see what you all think!!! I will be updating weekly. Enjoy :)
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Fanfictionmagnet ˈmaɡnɪt/ noun a person or thing that has a powerful attraction Archie Andrews was hard enough to get over. What if the feelings she has for Jughead aren't recuperated like the last time? She thinks they aren't. Or are they? DISCLAIMER: All c...
