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“I don’t know what you want me to tell you Jughead! She’s my best friend. Do you want to braid each other’s hair while I spill all of her secrets?” The raven haired beauty pulled a deep lavender gown from the hanger and stared closely at the silky fabric.
“Hideous.” She mumbled “why Josie keeps putting these god awful creations in my boutique, I’ll never understand.”
Veronica Lodge Andrews, owner of La Rouge Boutique, the nicest clothing shop in all riverdale, also Archie Andrews wife and Jugheads (semi) friend.
“I mean seriously Jughead, what’s it to you?” She turned her body to face her incredibly dirty friend.
“it isn’t like you don’t have a surplus of women at your feet, personally I’d prefer it if you didn’t pursue Betty, I don’t think… I don’t think she’s in the right place for.. you.. right now.” Veronica tapped her mauve fingernails on a sales rack, an uncharacteristically nervous expression on her face.
Jughead glanced curiously at Ronnie
“I just want to take her out is all, I don’t know dinner maybe.” He rubbed a hand behind his neck, embarrassed at his persistence.
“Yeah just like you took Melody out to diner last month? Josie says she cursed you out for three solid days.”
Jughead shrugged lazily, Melody was an uptight drama queen with no concept of the real world, not to mention she literally begged him to sleep with her, of course she never mentioned that part.
“it’s different with Betty, she’s different. I don’t know there’s just something about her, I can’t help it I’m just… drawn to her.”
He thought about her fiery green eyes, the sadness buried deep but clearly visible if you looked hard enough, her silky blonde hair that smelt just like strawberries and cream, and the way she looked at him.. there was no judgement just… resolution. He knew the look she wore all too well, could nearly feel the weight she carried on her shoulders mixing with his.
Veronica went quiet for a moment, observing the change in her husbands best friends demeanor.
“Well, it’s up to you then, I want no part in this little .. fiddler on the roof matchmaking experience.” She rolled her eyes, taking in the way Jugheads shoulders slumped in defeat.
“But…” she continued “I’ve been meaning to check out the new movie at the drive in, its playing tonight, perhaps I can invite Betty, oh but that wouldn’t work, she’d simply feel like a third wheel with Archiekins and I.” Her perfectly sculpted brow quirked and Jughead grinned
“I’ll be there. I just have to sort something out with the Serpents and I’ll come right after.” He tried not to notice the way the pearl wearing princess crossed her arms and glared at the mention of his gang, with a kiss to his best friends girls cheek he headed outside, grinning ear to ear at the thought of finally getting the girl who had run through his dreams all night alone.
His joy didn’t last long however when he spotted his fathers old pickup truck in the parking lot, He was miserable without his bike, he felt as though he was missing a limb. The ride to The Snake Sack was quick and as soon as he stepped out he knew something was wrong.
“Sean? What happened here?” He questioned as the man all gathered outside, he peered over a few of the younger Serpents his fists clenching at what he saw.
A first year Serpent was laying bloody on the grass, his head propped up while the residential doctor of the group stitched him up.
“It’s Jason Blossom and his group of shits. Drug deal gone wrong, they brought knives to a fist fight.” Sean growled “he’s the worst of them but a few others are gonna have some pretty rough scars.”
Jugheads nostrils flared
“Cowards, so when are we doing this? When are we taking them down?” His words were rushed quickly, he was done being bullied by over inflamed assholes with inferiority complexes.
“Soon” the leader of the gang promised sending Jughead inside to fill out jurisdiction paperwork, Jughead was the smartest off all the Serpents and they relied on him to do all of the paperwork and handle legal matters, he never complained, it kept him out of the drug trade and that he was perfectly fine with.
Two hours had passed by the Time Jughead finished, he was supposed to meet Archie and Veronica at the drive in fifteen minutes ago, he definitely didn’t have time to shower and he prayed to God Betty liked the smell of Sweat and Concrete.
Backing into the first empty parking space he could find, Jughead hopped from his truck and set out on his search for the beautiful blonde mechanic he couldn’t seem to get off of his mind.
Fortunately for him he didn’t have to go very far, he found her bent over the snack counter a twizzler dangling from her lips as she held a large cup of soda, she turned almost as in slow motion, her long, honey hair moving with wind. Jughead took her in, tight blue jeans that semmed painted on her body, plain white converse and a loose, incredibly clean white Tshirt, her tanned arms were on display and the v neck she wore showed off her ample cleavage, when his eyes met hers he found she was already staring at him.
Understanding dawned in Betty’s eyes as he made his way over, Jughead only caught the end of her sentence.
“…..was wondering why you asked me on your date.” She spoke to the dark haired girl beside her, Veronica grinned wickedly
“It’ll be much more comfortable in his pick up truck! More leg room! Oh shoot the movies starting! Gotta go, see you after! Milkshakes at Pops? Okay perfect bye.” She tugged her husbands hand nearly making him spill his popcorn
“Hey!” Archie complained.
It was silent for a moment before Betty broke it.
“Well what are we waiting for? I don’t want to miss the beginning, this is my favorite movie. Which ones your truck.” She started heading in the right direction leaving Jughead staring in shock for a few seconds before he scrambled to catch up.
That was way too easy.