Betty was laid across the bed as Jughead passionately kissed her. She loved the way his lips felt pressed against hers. His hands ran down her body in a curious manner. When he finally pulled away, she noticed that some of her pink lipstick had gotten on his lips.
Betty giggled. Jughead noticed this tilting his head in confusion. "What's wrong?" he asked wanting in on the joke. "I got lipstick on you." Betty replied blushing and biting her lip. She brushed a finger across his lips removing her lipstick.
"What? Pink's not my color?" Jughead joked causing Betty to explode with laughter. Betty and Jughead had been going out for almost four months now. Betty couldn't believe how fast it had gone by. It felt like just yesterday that Jughead had confessed his feelings to her.
She wasn't over Archie then, and she wasn't entirely over him now either. Feeling guilty she pushed thoughts of Archie away and focused on Jughead. Jughead was now looking down at his homework. She had suddenly remembered that this was supposed to be a study date.
Jughead noticed Betty looking at him and flashed her a warm smile. Even though she still thought of Archie from time to time, she was happy that she and Jughead were dating. He was a great guy and always knew how to make her smile.
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The next morning Betty was seated at her desk waiting for her humanities class to start. Other students slowly filled up the class. Betty smiled thinking of the fact that her and Jughead's four month anniversary was coming up. She couldn't wait to surprise him with whatever she would come up with.
She had talked to Veronica about it, who felt that it was too much. "Four months is great, but is way too early to be throwing an anniversary." Betty recalled Veronica telling her earlier that day. She was sure Jughead wouldn't mind that she wanted to do something to celebrate which is why she liked him even more.
All thoughts of Jughead had suddenly gone out the window when she suddenly heard the sound of high heels echoing across the room. Her eyes fell on a familiar redhead. It wasn't Archie. But Cheryl Blossom. Betty referred to her as Cheryl bombshell.
Her eyes moved down the redhead's slender body. Cheryl wore a tight black sweater that complimented her breasts as well as showed off her flat stomach. A short plaid skirt reach high above her knees. Her long red hair hung passed her right shoulder. Betty was completely entranced.
A malicious smirked formed across Cheryl's lips when she noticed Betty sizing her up. Betty's face turned completely red when she realized that Cheryl had seen her. She quickly averted her eyes elsewhere.
Cheryl strutted up, taking the empty seat next to Betty. "Fuck!" Betty cursed internally. Cheryl was absolutely cruel. Betty tried her hardest to focus on the teacher and not the mesmerizing scent of Cheryl's perfume. Halfway through the lecture Betty found that she couldn't resist and had to steal a glance.
Her eyes fell on the Cheryl again who seemed to focused on the teacher. Betty's mouth felt completely dry as she glanced down at the girl's legs which were crossed. She didn't know what was going on, but it scared her. Why was she looking at another girl like this? And Cheryl of all people?
Feeling guilty she turned her attention back to the teacher who had his back turned to the class as he wrote something on the board. "See something you like?" She heard a voice whisper against her ear. She nearly jumped out of her seat in shock. She turned to see Cheryl leaning toward her in her personal space.
Betty swallowed nervously while trying to keep her cool. She had never been this close to the girl before. No one in class seemed to be paying attention to them. A wicked smirk rested on Cheryl's lips. "I-I'm s-sorry. I didn't mean to-" "Fuck me with your eyes?" Cheryl whispered shocking Betty even more.
Betty thought she was going to die of embarrassment. She didn't know how to respond. She looked away guiltily. She felt bad for looking at someone like this when she was dating Jughead. She could hear Cheryl snicker maliciously.
"It's so cute when you try to apologize." Cheryl whispered lasciviously. Betty could feel the hairs on her body stand up. A shiver ran down her spine. This wasn't right. She was enjoying their closeness far too much for someone in a happy relationship.
She shifted away from Cheryl, putting some space between them. Betty could feel herself beginning to sweat from being so nervous. However, she tried to pretend like what Cheryl was doing wasn't getting to her.
If this girl tried anything else Betty knew she would fall apart. "Tell your boyfriend I said 'hello'" Cheryl whispered before repositioning herself back in her seat and turning her attention onto the teacher.
Betty's body went completely cold. Surely Cheryl was fucked up, but wouldn't tell Jughead that she had been eyeing her up. The bell suddenly rang interrupting her racing thoughts. Students packed up and began disappearing out of the room.
"See you later Betts!" Cheryl called innocently as she began walking away. What game was she playing? Betty tried to shove the thoughts away when she couldn't help but glance at the way the girl's ass looked in the skirt as she walked out of the classroom.
Even though she hated how Cheryl teased her, she couldn't help but be attracted to her. Betty sighed in frustration as she put her stuff together, packed away and left the class. She wasn't going to think about it for the rest of the day. After all, she was with Jughead. He was the only one she truly wanted to be with...right?
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"What's got you so quiet?" Jughead asked Betty noticing her silence at their lunch table. "Yeah B, who's got you so distracted? Your boyfriend's right here." Veronica joked. "What?!" Betty snapped. "I'm kidding Betts!" Veronica said holding up her hands in defense followed by her signature smirk.
Betty faked a laugh hoping no one had noticed her minor freak out. The rest of the table joined her in laughter. Jughead placed his arm around her shoulder. Normally she would lean into his touch, but this time she didn't move. Archie began to talk about his struggle with being on the football team and being a musician, but Betty wasn't listening.
She heard the sound of laughter in the distance. She followed the sound with her eyes as they fell on Cheryl who was sitting at her usual table with the other River Vixens. They seemed to be in the middle of a conversation of their own.
Betty had never wanted someone this much in her life. It was truly scaring her. Cheryl's eyes made contact with Betty's causing her to blush immediately. However, she couldn't find the strength to take her eyes off of Cheryl.
Betty glanced at her full red lips craving to feel them against hers. She was in a trance. Cheryl's lips formed into a malicious grin before she turned to her friends loudly excusing herself from the table. "I'll be back. I'm going to fix my make up." She said standing up.
She glanced at Betty's once more. The look in Cheryl's eyes was daring, inviting almost. It seemed to say "Follow me." With that, Cheryl turned away and headed back inside the school. Betty turned back to her friends, trying to remain calm. Archie was now going on about his problems at home.
She looked at Jughead who seemed to be deeply interested in what he was saying. A large part of her felt guilty for lusting after someone else, but the curious part was falling prey to it. A hunger like no other stirred within her.
Jughead was a great boyfriend. He was so sweet. Absolutely perfect. But the craving inside of her outweighed that. "I'll be right back you guys." Betty said, sliding from under his arm and standing to her feet. "Do you want me to go with you?" Veronica asked.
"No." Betty answered, hoping she didn't answer too quickly. "Is everything okay Betty?" Jughead asked concerned. "Yes, I'm fine Juggie. I just have to go use the bathroom. I've been holding it since humanities." She lied. Everyone at the table, seemed to buy it.
She excused herself once more hurrying away. She couldn't believe that the girl had actually gotten her to follow her. What was she doing? It felt as though she weren't in control of her own body as she walked toward the school building. She felt like a sheep being led into a lion's den.