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Every year on Betty's Birthday after that, she'd always rush to the front door. In hopes of catching her Secret Admirer that knew her favorite flowers.   The notes would change like the person was getting braver and to a point like they truly knew Betty. 

When she was sixteen, she waited outside. Hoping it would be Archie Andrews that brought her the flowers.  Yet, she saw him get in a car and go out of town with his dad.  She was sad. That night she heard the doorbell ring with a note. 

Dearest Betty, I'm not Archie Andrews; maybe you want me to be.  You deserve better than Archie, the womanizer that would leave you for the next fling.  You would be better off alone because he couldn't treat you right.  I get it though your mother always wanted you with him.  Happy Birthday to the strongest independent woman I know  I'm glad you get to meet your favorite writer. Best wishes, Your secret Admirer along with the typical flowers, there was baby's breath, daffodils, and one dandelion (her favorite weed). The flower standing out was the Iris hidden among the lilacs, daylilies, and tiger lilies.

As the enters, she sees him.  He's drinking a shake.  She counts them. There are 10 she can see on the table.  

She gives Pop's a death glare and walks over to him.

"Pop," she says with lit in her voice.

"Yes, Betty," she sees the glint in his eye.

"How many of those has he had?" pointing to said shakes.

"About ten give or take."

she puts her finger up to her mouth, " mmm hmph."

Pop gulps

Betty gives him that Alice Cooper glare, "How many did you pay for?"

"All of them," he says it as calm as calm can be.

She looks into his brown eyes, "How many burgers? How many fries?"

Pop's eyes look like a cat ready to strike, "About 20 or so."

Betty squeals, "YOU ARE GOING TO KILL HIM, I DON'T CARE HOW MUCH HE THINKS HE CAN EAT. HE CAN'T EAT HIS FEELINGS."

She realized she was shouting.  

she turned to the said boy as Kevin looked at her and whispered, "Rescue recon back on?"

Betty strolled towards Jug.  When she approached said boy's table who had fries in his mouth and the deer in the headlights eyes.

Betty said with a no-nonsense attitude, "Since Pop paid this bill, you are coming with me!"

"I am not," he pulled back.

she looked him in the eye, " I got something sweeter a little tart for you to eat."

he put down the burger and followed her out.

Kevin shook his head chuckled looked at Pop, "Men,"

Kevin smiled, "Thanks, Pop, thanks for taking care of him until Betty came to her senses."

Pop smiled "Kevin, always!"

"Betty, you are not getting in this car!" folding his arms as he said it and put on his best brooding face.

Jughead needed to win this race, and looking at her made his anger boil.  Maybe he could win it on that alone.

she smiled the smile that used to melt him, "Oh Jughead, but I am, so either get in and drive or lose it's your choice."

Malachi gave him a wink and a wicked grin, "Lover's spat Jones?"

"Oh Malachi, you are going to lose, and I'm going to love shoving that in your face"

Jughead begins to laugh and holds his stomach from laughing so hard " Ghoulies sounds like an 80's horror movie."

He looks at Malachi and adds, "  plus, you look like you are trying to be a mix of Alice Cooper groupies or hoping to be apart of the Hangmen's from 'The Crow'" as Jughead slammed his car door.  Getting in the front seat, Jughead had the last word against Malachi.

"Betty, get out! I'll just do it alone."

"No, Jughead, I left you alone long enough."

He pretended her smell didn't remind him of the last time they made-out.  He pretended she had to be a ghost.

He laughed he manically started to laugh...

when he saw Cheryl with the flag.   Crap he had to go, he had to do this for the Southside Serpents, his big mouth got him into this.  

Jug felt her hand as he shifted gears.  He heard her whisper, "You got this, Jug."

So he breathed, 'Betty, betty who.' as he took off.  

When she said, "I should have never had Archie Break up with you. "

Don't look at her, Jughead thought.

" I should have told you what was going on, and I'm beyond sorry.  Once you win, I'll let you know everything, and if you don't take me back, I understand. "

Jughead Snarled, he knew he had to win this.  Focus on the race Jones.  When he heard her say...

" I LOVE  YOU, Jughead Jones."

Next thing he knew, he was at the finish line.  Malachi's car was at least 3 mins behind.  

Jughead went faster! Jughead had won!

He looked at Betty, "We did it! "

she nodded, "We always work best when we are together, don't you think, Juggie?"

They get out of the car to see an exciting Reggie running over to the car.

"I'm still hurt Betts, but I'm willing to talk about it."

"That's all I ask."

Reggie yells, "Hell ya, my Baby one!"

Betty and Jughead look at each other nothing had changed with Reggie.  

he shakes Archie's hand, "It's alright, man!"

Archie runs up to him, "sorry man, she made me."

he hands Betty his motorcycle helmet and says, "Ready to go Betts?"

"Always Juggie"

That they didn't have to sit far away from each other because she was a Cooper, and he was a Jones. They got to sit in the same car. When their letter was called to get out of the car and go to the principal, get your diploma along with getting your picture taken.  Easy enough.  

The next time it happened it was in Chemistry class, he was sitting alone.  She was walking to his desk when out of nowhere his friend Sweet Pea she thinks swoops in and sits next to him. Another missed opportunity. Betty was disappointed in herself. She wasn't shy in the least.  How hard is it just to say, "Hi, I'm Betty Cooper?" She was soon going to find out. 

Betty quickly got in the Raven haired lady immediately behind,

"What's your name?" 

"Elizabeth, what is yours?"

she smiled a malicious smile, "Veronica Lodge."

Betty thought, 'Oh great, I'm on the elevator to hell!'

 Another person walked in before the elevator could close.

A beanie wearing, blue eye wonder, slender build, tall, tall enough for her to climb, his eyes danced with hers.  He was wearing an 'S' shirt, suspenders, and black blue jeans with military boots.  

She questioned if she was drooling. Elevator to Hell if this man had anything to do with it! She glanced over at Veronica. 

Veronica smiled, "Jughead Jones, this is Elizabeth Cooper."

Jughead grinned god. His teeth were pearly white.

"Nice to meet you, Elizabeth. I'm a photojournalist."

Betty shook her head, "I hope I get to work with you sometime." 

The elevator dinged Betty almost didn't hear Veronica say, "Elizabeth, this is your stop for that important interview" she stumbled out of the elevator like she was love drunk.