Riverdale One Shots

Happy New Year

Betty and Jughead are acquaintances in this story, they are both close to Archie. Also, PLEASE VOTE AND COMMENT. It helps others to find my story which helps me a lot, so if you enjoy them, please do so :)

Betty's POV:

"So, who's the man who get's the honour of kissing you tonight?" says Veronica, my room mate and best friend.

"That'd be no one. You're lucky you have a boyfriend, this kiss thing just makes me feel a million times lonelier." I frown.

"Maybe Archiekins has a friend for you?" she says applying her burgundy lipstick.

"I'm not just gonna kiss some random kid, V." 

I was already dressed up. I wore a pink plaid skirt with a white button up, along with a pair of white heels. Veronica did my makeup, still natural like I always do, a little blush and highlighter with mascara, but with a touch of glitter on the eyes and mauve lipstick. I let my hair down and did some loose curls. I had to admit, I did look pretty.

"Loosen up, it's new year's eve!" She says as she undoes the top two buttons of my shirt, revealing some cleavage. "How about Archie's roomate, Jughead? He's like super hot and he's not a stranger."

"I mean, yeah, he's gorgeous. But I don't know him that well." I say picking putting on my beige coat and opening our dorm's door.

Veronica puts on her black coat over top her short sequin black dress, paired with her pearls.

"Then get to know him tonight." she smirks, walking through the door.

I close the door behind me and walk next to her. 

"You really think I should?"

"At least try. He won't be able to resist."

"I guess I'll give it a shot." I say.

We get into Veronica's black Mercedes and drive to the club. We were celebrating New Year's at a place called 'The Rouge Room', which is pretty popular. Veronica got us a way in. 

There was no line when we arrived, I assume that it is a pretty private club. As we walk in the buff man at the door greets, "Ms. Lodge."

"Hey, Sean! This is Betty." he nods at me "And Archie will be coming soon with a friend." he smiles before we walk again.

"How does he know Archie?" I ask.

"We came together once. They remember everyone who comes, given there aren't many new faces too often."

I'm astonished at the class of the club, if you could even call it that. There were no crazy party people or smell. It was a huge. The lightning was dim and the walls were all mirrors or glass, lined with red lights. There were about 20 sets of black leather sofas with black tinted glass tables in the centre. In the centre of the room was a bar, the entire island a glossy, black granite. A black diamond chandelier hung above the entrance causing the black tiles to glisten.

"This place is beautiful." 

"Not what you expected, is it?" she says.

"Not at all." 

We take a seat at one of the round leather couches. There as a fireplace burning in front of us and the soft jazz music plays.

"I could sleep." I laugh. "This is actually amazing."

"Where do we dance?" 

"There's a place down there." She points at a hallway. "That's probably where everyone is right now actually, it looks like a normal club in there, crazy dancing and what not."