Arranged

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"Oh my god!" Veronica exclaims as she closed the door behind her.

"V, we aren't naked," Betty says, pulling away from Jughead's lips.

Veronica enters the room with a scrunched up face. "But you were about to be."

"No, calm down," Jughead says as Betty climbs off him.

"Well, it's time for the rehearsal dinner."

"Who needs practice for eating?"

"Oh, no, no, no. You've obviously never been to a wedding. Did you even write your vows?"

"Yeah, Veronica. It was easier than picking a suit."

"Yeah, he's right." Betty said, "Writing comes easy to us."

"Whatever." she sighs. "Just know you'll be writing my vows."

"I never expected anything else, V." Betty giggles.

"Get dressed please." Veronica exits the room.

Betty and Jughead change into the clothes Cheryl chose for them the night before.

1 hour into the rehearsal dinner

"A boy can dream, Elizabeth," says Kevin.

"Just don't get your hopes up because I'm not bi Kev" Betty responds.

"Prove it."

"Fine," Betty says, "V."

"Hmm?" Veronica hums, turning to face her bestie. As soon as she does Betty kisses her.

Betty pulls away and Veronica giggles at everyone's face. "See, Kev." Betty says, "All straight."

"That kiss suggested otherwise," says Toni.

"I'm not. V's just a really good kisser." she sighs as they laugh.

2 hours

Betty walks to her room with Jughead but Veronica stops them. "Uh, uh, uh. Groom can't see bride on wedding day," she stated.

"Whatever." He walked to Polly's empty room.

"But I want him." Betty whines.

"But you have me." Veronica states.

They enter Betty's room and Veronica immediately demands, "Vows." Betty sighs and hands her a journal.

"Oh. My. Goddess." Veronica says sadly.

"What?"

Veronica pretends to cry, "It's beautiful."

"I know right?" Betty fakes a happy sob, mocking her friend.

"Oh, my present." Veronica scurries out the room.

She comes back, box in hand. "What's that?"

"Open," Veronica demands.

"We open presents tomorrow."

"But I want you to walk down the aisle with it," Veronica begs.

"Okay," Betty says, confused as she takes the box. "V, why are there holes?"

"Open!" Veronica squeals. Betty sighs and rips off the metallic navy blue wrapping paper.

She gasps at the pink and blue bedazzled, plastic kennel. Opening the door with a smile, she says, "I hope you didn't leave it in here all day."

"No, B." Veronica replies sarcastically, "I left her there all week."

"It's a her?"

"Yeah. What's her name?"