Chapter One; The meeting
Author's note: Scenes may include mature content.
I do not own the characters nor any of the familiar content to the 'Riverdale' television series.

I'm usually the girl who sits at the front of the class with her best friends. To the rest of the class we seem like the teacher's pets. Always doing our homework, sitting at the front of the class, not calling out, and putting our hands up a lot because we always knew the answer.
Okay, so we were geeks, but that was the way we liked it.
We never got in trouble, our hearts never got hurt, okay well that's because boys never noticed us. We may have also been on the chubby side, yeah that's a nice a way of putting it. Like any girl, I wanted that to change, and one day it did.

Just like any other normal day Veronica, Cheryl and I were sitting at our usual table at the front of the science room when the teacher asked Cheryl to swap chairs with this guy named Jughead, he is one of those students who sit in the back of the classroom and chatter away with his mates.
I haven't really noticed him honestly, he was just around. All I know is that he is a school year above me and that he has a whole bunch of friends, who I think are idiots. But today when he was moved to my table, that was the day that I actually met the guy. He was very tall, very cute but also kind of geeky in a way. He seemed very smart, which didn't make sense because he was in the naughty chair with a bunch of girls, honestly, I didn't even know what he did wrong.

I was so consumed with my own school work. Jughead then sat down next to me, he didn't say anything, he just looked at me and smiled, it was weird but somehow thrilling. No boy has ever smiled at me. I quickly turned back to my work and hoped he didn't notice the flustered look on my face.

I heard him chuckle beside me. What could he be laughing at? Could he be laughing at me? I looked up to see him looking right at me.
He leaned closer and whispered with a smirk, "What's your name?"

My heart started beating so fast that I thought it was going to burst out of my chest. I couldn't say anything, I wanted to but nothing came out, I was able to mumble out "B-B-Betty?" Oh my god, did I really just mumble? Why has this conversation got me so nervous? I thought to myself.
Jughead just laughed and replied, "Shy. That's okay."
Before I knew what I was saying I shouted in a grumpy tone. "I am not!"

The look on Jughead's face was shocked at my reaction. He was probably thinking I was crazy, but at least he didn't think I was shy.
Veronica then bumped me with her elbow and whispered, "You need to calm down, I think you're scaring him."
"I am not," I whispered as I returned back into the world of schoolwork.

For the rest of the period, I kept catching him looking at me, he didn't speak he just stared at me.
I was kind of freaking out at this stage till I couldn't even concentrate on my work. I couldn't, knowing that he was looking at me.
Why does he keep looking at me? Do I have something on my face? I thought.

The sound of the very loud obnoxious bell interrupted my thoughts. My time was up. That was the last time that I would be able to talk to him...and I blew it.
All because I couldn't say a word that wasn't screeching at him like a banshee. I couldn't understand,
because normally my friends can't get me to shut up, yet now I couldn't say a word.

All of the class stood behind their chairs waiting to be dismissed by the teacher.
I waited behind with my friends, for the stampede of classmates to leave the room.

We grabbed our books, Cheryl turned to me with a small smile tugging at her lips.
"Wow, he was cute" she said, feigning herself swooning.
"Who?" I replied, pretending to not know or care.
"Oh, come on, don't be coy now Betty! The guy who was sitting next to you, and couldn't keep his eyes off of you, might I add."
I growled slightly, "One. He was only sitting next to me because he got in trouble for something and had to sit there.
Two, why would he stare at me? It's not like I'm pretty or skinny or anything normal and three. Why were you guys staring at him?"

Both Cheryl and Veronica looked at one another like I was missing something crucial.
Ignoring them, I took off, leaving them behind.
Startled, I couldn't get Jughead out of my brain, but I probably should have tried harder.

That night I couldn't stop thinking about Jughead, yet why was I so scared to talk to him? I have always been able to have a decent conversation with anybody.
I then slammed my head against my pillow because I came to the conclusion that I had developed feelings for him.
Frustrated, I frowned. I couldn't like him. I wasn't allowed to, not at the age of seventeen! I can't be smitten over a boy just because he smiled at me, if I want to get into a good university in a couple of years then I need to focus on my schoolwork! ...but he is cute. "Yeah! Great self-talk, Betty" I said aloud.

I knew I was screwed, he was the distraction that would inevitably start my downfall, and I didn't mind one bit.