Miss Americana

BASICS

Name: Betty Cooper Age: 24 Gender: Female Sexuality: Bi-sexual Relationship Status: single Species: human

Occupation: FBI trainee and mechanics teachers at Riverdale High  Birthday: October 19th Living arrangement: A small one room apartment in Quantico, VA but while in Riverdale, living with Jughead and Clay after Polly kicked her out.

Not even moments later, she heard the explosion and ground shaking beneath her. “What was that?” she asked out loud, but waited for no response from the person beside her, whoever that was. And her curiosity, ever present, she made her way to the front of the Lodge to walk outside to see the flames in the distance. ”Seriously...what is that?!”

in a crowd full of intoxicated individuals , slipping past the ‘authorities’ to the chosen designation. at one point in the party , he had taken the maple mushroom discreetly. it loitered in his pocket for emergency use. the little pick-me-up was definitely a necessity as it helped warp his awareness, only the trip was miniscule in comparison to the copious amounts inhaled by jughead jones. it gave him what he needed to thrive. inspiration. “ i could come back a lot later if you’d like ?” he quipped as he turned to face her entirely with a lop-sided smirk on his lips as he drifted closer to her , brows raised slightly. 

It was such a misfortune to meet  Veronica’s noisy friend under these circumstances. He knew he had to be extremely careful around her because it was always like that around the best friends. “ Yes, I didn’t.” he admitted as he carefully scanned her with his eyes, head to toe. “ Yes, we do. It seems as if I am getting quite cranky without the alcohol in my veins. It would be my pleasure to join you.” He replied with a charming smile. “ How you’ve been, Betty?”

Betty knew fake when she saw it, and Chad was just that. But she would play nice with him, be just as fake to him as he was to her. She knew how to play games too and play them all too well. “Oh it’s okay Chad. Simple misunderstanding.” Betty said with a wave of her hand before the fake smile pulled on her lips. “Great! Lead the way to the bar then.” Following after him she shrugged her shoulders, bracing herself for small talk. “I’ve been okay. How have you been?”

“it’s some of the best stuff around, too bad it’s not like the harry potter kind, huh?” she said with a laugh. “if we had that everyone would be sounding like rockstars…unlike the guy who was just up there signing baby got back.” he said laughing. “what do you want to sing? i might, but i don’t know if i’ll have enough courage or what i want to sing. foxy shazam or crimson and clover.” daphne looked at the stage and already felt nauseous. “jeepers creepers. yeah…i don’t know about that just yet. this place might have to miss out on my tone deaf voice after all.” 

“Yeah, I guess so! That would be ideal to have wouldn’t it? At least we wouldn’t have to hear the people that think they can sing, screaming into the microphone.“ she agreed with a shrug and then laughed a little. “I’m not sure what i’m singing, its a surprise. Sabrina is picking it out for the both of us. Shes lucky I even agreed to do this.” She sighed looking from the petite blonde picking out the song back over to Daphne when she spoke. “Maybe you’ll change your mind by the end of the night. I don‘t think anyone will boo you off stage.“ she teased.

the whiskey had been downed in a single throw and his eyes never left the stage during tabitha and tony’s number. that was karmic alignment at its finest. and he already expected the inevitable as his feelings were more apparent with both in the same room. his attention always gravitated to betty cooper and wasn’t jus one thing , but everything about her that captivated him. from the way her mind operates and to the compassionate that she would give even where there are doubts – she’s nobody’s fool. tabitha wasn’t either , but you couldn’t compare the two in his mind. the low rasp of her voice caught his attention and he glanced over to her and there was a curve evident on his lips. he lingered in his spot a little longer before following suit , dodging dancing personas on the dance floor. lodge lodge was a little familiar to him , enough for him to know exactly where she wanted to meet him. luckily at this point of night , many people in the crowd were well on their way to total intoxication. 

While everyones attention was on the pair singing on stage or dancing or too busy getting drunk, Betty was casually making her way upstairs. Careful not to look suspicious of what she was doing, and hoping that Jughead was being just as cautious as she was. They couldn’t afford to get caught right now and she didn’t want anyone to ruin their time together either. They hadn’t had a decent amount of time together since they arrived at the party, too busy being pulled in different directions. Glancing around her to make sure no eyes were watching, she moved quickly into one the upstairs bedrooms. With  Jughead following her a few moments later. “That was less than five minutes, Jug. Someone is eager.” She laughed softly, making sure the door was shut and locked before turning back to him.

In truth, Ben had no idea why he was here. Polly had asked him to go with her and not wanting to leave one a friendly faces alone, he said yes. He didn’t know the Lodges other than their name. Frankly, he didn’t really know anyone in the town outside of the few regulars who came into the library. In a way, it’s what he needed given his current circumstances. But he still craved some sort of connection in this lonely world.  Ben had stationed himself by the snack table, he’d been getting several plates of random finger foods and watched the party unfold before him. 

Out of the corner of his eye, he noticed someone approaching him. “Sorry, I’ll move, probably shouldn’t be blocking the table anyway.” He laughed nervously. “Sorry about that. The mini sandwiches are great by the way.” 

Betty figured she had known almost everyone at the party, but she seemed to be running into more and more people she didn’t know the more the party continued. Trying to sober herself up from drinking too much, she quickly found herself at the snack table looking over the many options that the Lodges had supplied. A wide range of food, and Betty had no idea where to even begin. Before she could really get close to the table though, she heard the guy standing near by saying he needed to move. “Hey, no you’re not in the way at all actually. But thank you for telling me the sandwiches are good, I guess i’ll start there.” she laughed softly, before turning to the man to introduce herself. “I don’t think we’ve ever met before. I’m Betty.”

daphne was loving all of this. her outfit above all but it was exciting. aside from the amazing outfit she was wearing it was different then what she was at home running around with the gang and finding stories to talk about. and as she looked over at the blonde she laughed a little.  “well, you know what they say, a little liquid luck and you can do anything.” daphne said with a laugh.  “are you going to sing?” 

Betty looked over at the red head and smiled, a laugh escaping her lips. “I guess thats all anyone ever needs is a little liquid courage.” nodding her head she sighed a little, “Yeah, I think so. I think Sabrina is getting me to sing with her actually in a few minutes. Maybe I need a little more liquid luck too. What about you? Are you going to sing?” she asked, motioning towards the stage.

“apparently everyone’s secret talents come out at drunk karaoke,” Midge replied, a smile on her face. “or at least, everyone thinks it’s one of their talents.” Betty was right, most of the performances has been surprisingly tolerable so far. despite the rare few with people who were too drunk to even remember the words, sure that it would happen more often as the night went on and the alcohol continued to flow freely. she turned to face the other girl a bit as she sipped at her own drink. “what about you, are you gonna get up there and entertain us?”

A soft smile spread across her lips hearing midge speak, as Betty nodded her head. “Seems that way. I’m actually surprised, seems like half of them are drunk and they still sound good.. Surprisingly.” she laughed, taking another sip from the drink that she was holding in her hand. At the question she asked, she turned to look at her friend and shrugged her shoulders. “Maybe, Sabrina was mentioning something about me going up with her on stage to sing. I think shes picking out a song now.” she paused and then smiled “What about you? I know you can sing, why don’t you get up there?”

wicked lips curve at the other’s remark and sabrina’s aphotic eyes etch over the blonde’s features in amusement. “ that’s the great thing about karaoke , it’s always full of surprises. you could open a pandora’s box and almost everyone passes the vibe check. you look stunning , i don’t think i’ve ever seen you dress up unless it was prom night. “ sabrina smiled as she joined her side. “ how about we sing together ? you know , knock that middle school incident out of the park. what do you say ? for old times sake ?  “ 

Betty was surprised to see Sabrina at the party, but then again it seemed as if everyone in town was at the party. Another feeling of uneasy washed over her at that fact, but the blonde tried to shake that fact. Instead laughing softly as the girl gave her a compliment on her dress. “Thanks, I came here with someone and wanted to look pretty. I’m glad it has your stamp of approval. You also look amazing.” she said softly before looking back up at the stage and then back at Sabrina when she mentioned singing together. “Uh-i-” she stuttered, “S-sure? Do you have a song in mind?”

Ready. Set. Action. The frown quickly turned into a shy smile and it seemed as if he was quite embarrassed by his reaction. “ Betty, I apologize. Sometimes I forget my manners.”  He did not want Betty to label him as suspicious yet, he knew the power the old inhabitants of Riverdale held – they could spread the gossips quicker. “ Hello and indeed, I might need another drink. Would you like another one as well or you are not very fond of alcohol?” he questioned as if he truly cared.

Betty knew the games that could be played all too well, and she knew Chad was one to play like he liked everyone in this town. When really, he could care less. But luckily, Betty knew how to turn on the charm too and fake her way through a conversation just as well. A soft smile pulling at her lips as he apologized and she shook her head. “Oh no worries, Chad. You must of not of realized it was me.” she said before she nodded her head, looking at her own glass that was quickly running empty. “Yeah, I guess we both need a refill. Care to join me at the bar?”

Despite the fact that Chad has mastered the arts of both manipulation and imitation, sometimes it was hard to fit to this town’s low standards. Despite the fact that he was too new to find a source of control, sometimes he just needed to let his true colors breathe. He was enjoying glass of whiskey, lost in his own thoughts as someone  tried to speak to him despite the fact it was obvious he was not listening. “ Excuse me? Do you believe that there is something I can do for you?” His voice was laced with irony as his eyes changed their focus, so they could pierce the figure who dared to disturb him.

Betty already knew a lot of people at the party, and was trying to talk to as many people as she could. When she got to someone she had only met a handful of times, she decided she was going to introduce herself, hoping that she could at least be friendly with the guy tonight.Taken aback as Chad made the remark, Betty tried to keep her composer, as to not cause a scene and get kicked out of the party. “Oh, I was just coming to say hi, that was all. But looks like you are a little busy, maybe you need another drink?” She wondered pointing to his half empty glass of whiskey. 

status : open

location : indoor bar

it wouldn’t be to anyone’s surprise that jughead found himself positioned by the dinner table, collecting a plentiful amount of french fries and fanciful street tacos. he knew veronica had to be of some influence , otherwise they’d be receiving the very posh end of the rich kid nightmare. taking his food to the barstand , he ordered a glass of whiskey – although a voice in the back of his head advised against it. it’s often one he hits puts on silent daily. “ it’s kind of odd that hermosa is the captain of this party , or so i heard. “ his words were light , though he’d never imagine hermosa tugging veronica beneath her – that seemed like a suicide mission, or on the verge of one. hell hath no fury than an lodge that feels caged. 

Being back at the Lodges Lodge brought back some memories Betty would rather not recall at the moment. It still felt all too weird being back, and under these circumstances. She had a hard time believing this was all Veronicas doing, or even all Hermosa's planning. Something wasn’t quiet sitting right with her but she was trying to shake the uneasy feeling as she walked to the bar where Jughead was sitting. Ordering her usual vodka tonic before she took a seat next to him, turning towards him a bit as he spoke. “You know, I was just thinking the same thing Jug. Does something feel....off..to you?” she wondered out loud, but only enough for him to hear before she took a small sip of her drink.

“ old wounds never stay closed for too long , the ghoulies and the serpents are an age old rivalry , if one of the pivotal members get killed… they’re going to look at the serpents. we’ve chased them out enough times for it to stick. whoever it is – is using that to their advantage. “ he chewed on the popcorn thoughtfully as he listened to her speak. his eyes followed when she ate the popcorn before looking at her directly. “ Reggie has been down under - or as they call it - SoDale. “ the name dripped with heavy sarcasm. his brows lift at the theory that she brought up. “ that’s possible , if it’s not Hiram we have a fresh set of eyes on us. and whoever it is knows way too much. the tape they showed in room five – was of joaquin when he was killed – but the guy holding the camera had a serpent symbol knitted on a glove. either its a trick or there’s also a traitor in our midst. “

“I guess you are right. You usually are anyways. But we were both in a room with the major Serpent leaders, we know they are innocent. We’ve always known that. Why is no one else believing it?” That was the question that had been tossed around many times now, and with no clear answer as to why. Chewing on the popcorn she stole, for a moment as she thought over the situation and how they could help. And then Jughead mentioned Reggie hadn’t even been in Riverdale, but SoDale. Of course he had, right under Hirams thumb this entire time. Why was no one pointing fingers at Hiram Lodge? He seemed to always be a ley suspect in most things that happened in Riverdale nowadays. “Obviously.” she sigh, standing up straighter once Jughead reveled what was on his tape. “Mine was of my mom making a deal with Penny. It was only a few seconds before everything happened, I didn’t catch how it ended.”