Savanna feels like there's nothing that can surprise her anymore after living in Riverdale. The town with pep certainly still has a few tricks up its sleeve including an anonymous camera man, a castle-school full of pretentious teenagers waiting to...
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Going to school the next day felt so awkward. I wasn't aware that my performance had been recorded and was now making its way to viral status on social media platforms, which made everything so much worse.
I'd already called Veronica and bitched her out for the on-the-spot call. Deep down, I was thrilled to be able to perform it live, but it wasn't supposed to leave my notebook and I wasn't supposed to be on stage. Ever.
I kept my head down and made my way to the AV club room where Jughead had requested to meet to transfer the camera footage to VHS tape. I quickly shut the door behind me to protect myself from the gossiping whispers in the hallway that seemed to follow my every footstep.
"Hey," Betty Cooper's voice froze me in my spot against the door. I took a deep breath before turning to see she was the only one in the room. She looked guilty too, which meant that being alone was on purpose.
"Hi, Betty," I returned as I walked forward to sit on a chair and tossed my bag on the floor. "Where's Jughead?"
She sat on the desk across from me. "I asked him to give us some time to talk. If that's okay."
"Don't have much of a choice, but sure." I sighed and crossed my arms, giving her my full attention. "So, what are we talking about first? You killing my ex-boyfriend in the woods or you and Archie sneaking behind my sister's back?"
Watching her jaw drop was so rewarding. Busted.
"Um, Jughead. As for Archie, I don't... it's not-"
"Whatever, Betty." I shook my head in annoyance and met her gaze. "What do you want to talk about?"
"I just wanted to say I'm sorry," She blurted. "I know nothing will make up for what happened, but I'm so, so sorry. At the moment, I just wanted to do what was right, and I knew how hard you and Jughead were working to figure out the mystery with Stonewall. I saw that as a chance, our final chance in ending whatever nightmare that was."
I sat up straight. "Betty, that's the thing. It was never an 'our' situation! It was me, and Jughead. There was nobody else involved minus you guys being at the party! I don't understand what was so hard about going through the motions and telling me after. Everyone could've stayed at my apartment, we would not have had to go home and lie to our parents, and we could've made up our story and been fine! There was no reason to leave me out."
She looked up at the ceiling. "I know, I know. If I could go back in time and change it, I would. I really would. But I can't, and after last night..." She paused and rubbed at her eyes. I hadn't noticed she'd been crying. I don't know why she was, considering all of this was true. "I knew you were hurting, I know that's still true, but watching you sing last night, and watching Jughead's reaction... I just felt so horrible. You probably hate me, and he and I aren't really friends right now, but I was doing what I thought was right. And I'm sorry."
