THE DEAL

Chapter 8.

Betty's POV

My heart was beating so fast that the sound of each beat were echoing in the living room, he heard my chest beating.

And quickly smirked, I was annoyed I don't want talk to him nor see him now.

I walked past him, but he grabbed my wrist making me lose and land on him.

I was on top of him, his expression changed from a smirk into a concern one.

I quickly got up and grabbed my purse, he looked at me and said, "Are you hurt?" I turned around not answering his question.

He asked his voice and said, "Come back, I am not done with you." I rolled my eyes and yelled at him saying the exact words I didn't want to say, "But I guess your done with the secretary?!" I put both of my hands on my mouth letting my bag fall down on the floor.

I ran to my room and locked the door, how could I be this stupid?!

Now he's going to think that I am a crazy and jealous girlfriend.

Jughead's POV

I was shocked at the words that slipped from Betty's lips, I was standing in the living room, holding a laugh and said, "Betty, Betty, Betty, how could you be this adorable."

I took the bag from the ground and walked to her room but it was locked, "Betty your bag is with me." But there was no response.

I knocked again, and again, and again.

But nothing worked.

So I decided to do this.

"I guess I should see what's inside the bag, don't you think?" She opened the door slowly, I looked at her.

She looked different.

She was wearing a skirt with a crop top, I looked into her eyes as her lips curved into a smirk.

My jaw dropped and then suddenly she grabbed the bag from my hands and said, "Thanks for holding it for me."

She sent me a wink and then closed the door, I turned around as I felt my cheeks turn red, this girl knows exactly what to do.

I shook my head and went to the kitchen, this girl will drive me crazy one day.

Betty's POV

I jumped on the bed taking a deep breath, I did it, I did one thing that Cheryl suggested, and it worked.

I looked to my left as the mirror reflected my body, the skirt did it thing.

And now it's time for my acting skills.

I walked out the door and straight to the kitchen, I saw Jughead sitting on the chair eating leftovers.

I just want to touch his cheeks, and twirl his hair like he does.

I grabbed my phone and dialed an old friend I hope he plays along.

"Hey, what are you doing?"I asked and then Jughead's attention went to me, I felt him stare so long that I forgot what I'll say.