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𝐂𝐡𝐚𝐩𝐭𝐞𝐫 𝐓𝐰𝐞𝐧𝐭𝐲-𝐅𝐨𝐮𝐫: 𝐖𝐞 𝐂𝐨𝐮𝐥𝐝 𝐁𝐞 𝐒𝐨𝐦𝐞𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐈𝐜𝐨𝐧𝐢𝐜

Betty's POV

I had woken up to the next morning with a hammering headache to a light streaming into my bedroom and birds chirping.

I guess Karen stayed out last night.

I crawled out of the bed and took a shower, before taking care of my hygiene routine and then changing into a some hot pink fishnet tights and put on some plain black shorts with a fitted, sleeveless black crop top. The only thing about the crop top, though, is that it had the powerpuff girls on it.

(A/N: I found the outfit on Pinterest and thought it fit her really well so if you're confused I could add the outfits into the chapter instead of describing them :) )

It was around midday that I went to brew myself coffee and took a pain killer.

While my coffee brewed I went to check my phone. I noticed that I had a text but didn't really bother to see who it was from. I'll get back to it after breakfast.

I grabbed a banana, and then returned to grab myself a cup of coffee, before deciding to sit down at the table like a civilized person and eat, instead of eating at the couch or my bed.

I took my phone and sat down at the table when I got another text.

Toni:
Hey this new guy Luke was wondering if he could have your number 🤷🏽‍♀️

Me:
He doesn't even know me, and second: how did you get my number?

Toni:
Me, Jones, Sweetpea and fangs all stole it from misses burble

Me:
Really? Wow okay

Toni:
I gtg now Sweetpea and fangs are fighting again 🙄

Me:
Alright :) tell the guys to call me sometime

Toni:
Ok

I smiled to myself and placed my phone away. I focused on clearing my head and trying to realize everything that's going on around me, taking time to drink my coffee and enjoy the morning despite my pounding headache.

It wasn't long after I had finished my coffee and continued to sit at the table that I heard a knock on the front door.

My brows furrowed, as Karen or her husband, Bill, would have just walked straight in. I hesitantly got up and began making my way to open it, heartbeat increasing.

"Hello?" I called with my hand on the handle, ready to open the door.

"Betts?"

Everything froze. I would recognize that voice anywhere. Jughead Jones was standing outside my front door. I felt like I couldn't breathe for a moment.

I quickly gathered myself and opened the door, eyes landing on him in a casual "S" t-shirt, black jeans, and his Serpent jacket. He had a bouquet of peonies, my favorite flowers, in his hands. He had been scanning the front yard before I had opened the door, and had them straightened up and turned to face me.

"Jug," I breathed out shakily, shocked at his sudden appearance, "what... what are you doing here?"

I was gaping at him, standing like an idiot by the front door and not letting him inside. I saw Sweetpea's truck, which I'm guessing he borrowed, parked by the side of the rode, I realize that he had to have started driving here very early this morning if it was only around midday now.