Stuck together

CHAPTER 1

A/N: This was inspired by the coronavirus since now i can't leave my house and i need something to do so why not write about a virus thats spreading world wide, anyway stay safe guys, with you and your family and friends the best. :)

Betty's POV

I'm Betty Cooper, an adverage American girl, I was born and raised in a small town called Riverdale. I'm 23 years old and moved to LA when I was 20, it's a struggle, being alone, none of my family are here but I did move with a few friends and I work as a barista. There was nothing that was really Intriguing about my life.

I was working on my shift at a local cafe, giving people coffee and refilling others, when I got a text. -Club tonight at nine?'- Veronica wrote, -obviously- I wrote back and slid my phone back in my pocket. I didn't want this to be my life career, being a barista, I wanted to go somewhere , maybe become an actress or even just own a business, but to get there you always have to start small, and if you fail you try again, I know that sounds cheesy but if you don't have a moto in life you won't get no where. Succession is like butterflies: they're so hard to catch but eventually you will get one without it flying out your hands you'll hold it tight and eventually let it go when you want too.

After work

I was at our (mine, Veronica's and Cheryl's) apartment getting ready with two of my friends: Veronica Lodge and Cheryl Blossom. None of us had boyfriends, or a girlfriend for Cheryl, so every week or two we'd get together and go to a club where we would get drunk and hope to find a good looking man , or woman, to take us home. I know what your thinking- What whores. But we were just women that desired some physical attraction, like every normal person. In the best words I can put it, if we were men and we went out every week to get laid we'd get a pat on the back and get chanted on by other men. But because we're women we get told that we're sluts or whores, it's not fair.

'Hey, B' Ronnie yelled from our wardrobe room, I walked over and lent against the door frame, 'girl you gotta wear this' she said handing me a tight, short, baby blue, spaghetti strap dress and a black leather jacket.

I walked into my room and stripped down to my strapless lace bra and underwear, I pulled the body cone dress over my head and down just below my ass. I also straightened my hair and applied a natural look but with some winged eyeliner.

' Betty hurry up, me and V are done' Cheryl yelled from the kitchen. I chucked on my leather jacket and grabbed my purse which contained my phone and money before walking out to them and doing a little twirl as I approach. 'Girl you be looking hot' Ronnie said and I giggled, 'how has no man grabbed you yet? If you were gay or If I was a man I'd be all over you' Cheryl smiled and I returned one.

One of the things I love about my friends is we always boost each other up and constantly give out compliments to each other. Cheryl was wearing a neon green long sleeve tight short dress, and Veronica was wearing a white strapless dress. 'Well you both look like a snack, your so going to get a booty call tonight' I said to them and they both done a little spin. 'Let's go' Cheryl said and we all linked arms and left the building and headed towards the club we always went in.

Cheryl's POV

My name is Cheryl Blossom, I'm 25 years old and live in LA with my two best friends, I'm a youtube, I'm not extremely famous but I have quite a lot of subscribers. We were going to the club tonight like we do most Saturdays. I called a cab and they picked us up and dropped us at the front of the glowing up entrance to the building. 'Let's party' We all yelled and walked in with our arms linked.

'So, are you going back to Riverdale this month to visit your family?' I asked B as we ordered shots, 'I might, maybe in a month or two, I really want to see my sister, Polly , and the twins' she explained and we nodded. The bartender brought over six shots and placed them in-front of us. 'To being women' Veronica said and we clink our glasses all together before tipping it in our mouths.

Veronica's POV

My name is Veronica Lodge, I'm 25 and I work as a model, I'm not famous but I do get paid for shoots.

Me, Betty and Cheryl we're drunk, not that much that we didn't know what we were doing but we also wouldn't be able to do a cartwheel if we tried. We were all singing ,well more like screaming, and dancing along to a song that was playing. 'Even if I can't find a man tonight, I'm having an amazing time' I yelled and they nodded.

We went back to the bar and sat down at a booth and talked, 'maybe if we try flicking our hair in slow motion we might get some guys attention' Betty said and we laughed, 'I might as well hang a sign round my neck saying 'single'' I said and they agreed.

'Here you are ladies' the bartender said handing us all cocktails, 'we didn't order these' Betty said confused, 'oh no, these were brought by some man over there' she pointed and walked away. We all looked over at him, he had a little smirk on his face and winked. 'Do you think he wants all three of us at the same time or-' I said confused as there was only one of him. 'Maybe he's got an eye on one of us, but felt bad if he only brought one of us a drink and not the rest' Cheryl added. 'Yeh that's probably it' Betty said, she turnt to him and gestured for him to come over, we all planted smiles on our face as he approached us.