Bittersweet Goodbyes and New Beginnings -- Bughead
Summary: The day has finally come for them to say goodbye to Riverdale High and hello to the real world that awaits them. Betty and Jughead have big plans in New York City, but are Jughead’s plans just a little bit bigger than expected?
A/N: The Core Four Graduation dream sequence got me in the mood for a graduation fic, so enjoy this little ditty following Betty on her graduation day. (Read on AO3)
“C'mon, V. The boys are here to pick us up.” Betty sat on her windowsill, where she could see FP Jones’ old truck in her driveway. Archie and Jughead were sitting on the hood, waiting for the girls to come down.
Veronica was sitting at Betty’s vanity, where she’d been for the past two hours, applying makeup and doing her hair. Betty had brought an extra chair in from the kitchen so they could both share the mirror. However, Betty’s makeup routine was much less elaborate than Veronica’s. A simple line of eyeliner ended in an almost unnoticeable cat eye, a few swipes of mascara, and her favorite Pretty in Pink lipstick, the one she saved for special occasions.
Veronica, on the other hand, wore a full face of makeup. Foundation, contour, highlights… all the things that Betty never did unless Veronica did it for her, like she had for her first anniversary with Jughead. Betty had hated it, and Jughead complained about the makeup that she left on his pillowcase when they were…messing around that night.
“You can’t rush perfection, B.” Veronica responded as she finally pulled her Midnight Berry lipstick across her lips. The two girls were like Ying and Yang, black and white, fire and water… complete opposites. Betty in a baby blue dress with a lace overlay and bubblegum pink pumps and Veronica in a tight black, high-necked dress with a stiff peplum circling her center and nondescript black heeled booties.
Veronica glided over to the window and pulled up on the frame. She knelt over Betty as she stuck her head out the window and shouted to the two handsome boys waiting for them. “We’ll be right down! Archie Andrews, if you get your pants dirty so help me God!” She pointed a stiff finger at her boyfriend… one that he’d gotten used to seeing over the years. It was a warning.
Betty laughed as Archie jumped of the hood of the truck, which she could tell Jughead had washed for the occasion. Veronica was already halfway out the door when Betty stood to follow her. Betty stumbled down the carpeted hallway in her heels, praying to God she wouldn’t trip and fall as they walked down the center aisle of their high school gym that afternoon.