I'm yours

Chapter 1

Betty just arrived in her new room. She almost got lost in the hall. There are so many rooms. Thankfully she met her roommate before being completely lost. Veronica Lodge. Betty had never seen anybody with her confidence. She wasn't shy at all, she loved everything about herself and she had class. Not that it's ever been importent for her but it's a plus. She was everything Betty wished to be.

The first time Betty met her, she wished deep down that she wouldn't be her roommate, because she looked snobby. But she appeared to be very friendly. She welcomed her with a hug, as if they already knew each other and let her in their room. When they both got in there, Veronica helped her unpacking her stuff.

"So, how are you feeling so far?" Veronica asks her with a smile. Betty lets out a slight breath before answering.

"Pretty good" she answers while exhaling. "I honestly thought I wouldn't get along very well with my roommate but you seem to be a really good person so I'm pretty thankful for that" she continues with a shy laugh.

Veronica smiles at her with a surprising face.
"What do you mean by 'not getting along very well' ? Betty seems to think about the answer and then shrugs and says:

"I don't know, I thought it would be some girl who is always looking at her reflection in anything that could be used as a mirror, thinking that she's more powerful than anyone or something." She's still unpacking while saying that, and so does Veronica. She stops at a moment and looks at Betty a bit surprised but not angry or disappointed about the fact that her new roommate was thinking such things before even meeting her.

"You know, you just described a girl in here." She tells her with a little smirk. Betty stops doing what she's doing and turns around to look at her. She knew there would be, at least, one girl, if not several, like that but she didn't know her roommate would know about them, yet, she doesn't say any of this. She was aware that thinking bad things about her roommate before knowing her was a bit rude, so telling her this was maybe going to be a bit too much.

"Of course you do." She tells her with a smirk. "But, who is it? I mean is she your classmate or just a 'popular girl' ?" She asks. 

Veronica shrugs and says "She's my classmate. But she's also the 'popular girl'." Betty started being anxious. She had bad experiences with girls like that. When she was in middle school, the 'popular girl' was her classmate and she was fat-shaming her and as she was popular, guys had started doing the same. This is one of the reasons why she is , now, self-conscious about her body. Those people didn't find her fat, they just wanted to follow the person who everyone loved. But Betty wasn't aware of that. She was now scared that it would happen the same thing in college too. 

The fact that they're not in middle school anymore but in college doesn't come through her mind. Veronica seems to notice that she is stressed and reach her and put her left hand on Betty's arm.

"Don't worry. She's not that terrible." Veronica reassures her. "Maybe she's this type of girls but she's more into getting guys in her bed than bullying the new students." She laughs slightly. Betty is surprised that what she said calmed her. She took a deep breath and nodded with a little smile.

"So now" Veronica follows. "I have to go find a friend. Do you wanna join or you wanna wait for me in here? It won't be long." Veronica asks her with a big smile. Betty seems to think about it a bit as she looks up at the ceiling for a second and looks back at Veronica and says:

"You can go. I'll wait for you. I have to finish unpacking, anyways." She smiles. Veronica just says okey and hurries to the door before slamming it shut. 

And here she is now. Still unpacking. She takes a frame picture from inside the bag. On the picture, there's her best friend, Kevin. They met in high school, but they both have the feeling that they know each other since forever. Kevin is the best friend anyone could ever ask for. He is caring with her, always wanting the best for her, always helping her out and always making her feel better. Especially when her mother was taking her over the edge. He would hug her, without asking her anything until she'd decide to speak by herself, he was never prying, knowing that in her condition, prying would only make things worse. Betty sometimes even wondered if he was real. She never had anyone like him in her life, ever. Before going to this university, she knew she would miss him, miss him at the point that it would hurt. She already feel an ache in her chest only by staring at him in this picture, tears almost spilling out of her eyes. But she put herself together and brings her thumb to the picture where Kevin is, before putting it on the beside table next to her bed.