It has been 5 years since Jughead Jones left the small town of Riverdale, also leaving behind his forbidden love, Betty Cooper. Betty decides that it's time to move on and applies for a job at a publishing agency in New York. But will her future dec...
I take one last look in the mirror before heading out into the kitchen. Joaquin and Kevin are putting the groceries away and I spot two bottles of expensive looking wine.
I clear my throat loudly. Kevin jumps, almost dropping the cans of baked beans in his arms.
"You guys better not break anything while we're gone" I warn. "Don't worry Boss, if anything the bed will be broken" Joaquin says with a wink, pulling Kevin in for a sloppy kiss.
"Guys, take it upstairs at least" I joke with them. They break away from each other, laughing.
"Why are you guys laughing so loud?" An angelic voice calls. I turn, and my jaw practically hits the floor as Betty walks into view.
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(What Betty is wearing ^^)
The dress she is wearing clings to her entire body. It hugs her waist before gently flowing and cutting off just before it hits the floor. I gaze at her longer than I should and she looks down, blushing.
Kevin nudges my side, interrupting my daydream.
"Compliment her!" He hisses in my ear as Betty walks over to me.
"You look.... wow" I say. She giggles at my loss for words. That sound, I sigh inwardly.
"Thank you, Juggie" She says to me as she pecks me quickly on the cheek. I pout mockingly at her.
"You missed" I say to her, pointing at my lips. She rolls her eyes and presses her lips to mine, her hands clutching my face. I deepen the kiss, pulling her in by her waist.
"And he tells us to take it upstairs" Joaquin mutters under his breath. Betty pulls away, her cheeks flushed.
"Ready?" I ask her. She nods.
I put a blindfold over her eyes and start to lead her upstairs one step at a time until we reach the exit to the roof.
She is going to freak out, I think to myself.
I open the door and we step outside, the cold wind created by the helicopter blades hitting us. She gasps in understanding.
"No way!", she screams as I take off her blindfold, "We're going on a helicopter?!".
