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Unexpected Prom Date	By : Mika-Noel Category: Comics > Archie & Co. Views: 6842 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
Disclaimer: I do not own Archie Comics, or the characters. I only own this story. I do not make profit from this story and only wrote it for fun.

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He waited until she disappeared into the house, then walked around the house and jumped the fence to his own. He had been living right behind Betty for as long as he could remember, their bedrooms facing each other. It became a nightly ritual to wave goodnight across the tree separating their yards, right at 8:30. Of course, the ritual waned when Betty started to love Archie. And they went on dates. But he was always at that window at the right time, just in case.
Sometimes when they were kids Betty would climb across the tree to Jughead's window and knock on it until he appeared. Then she would say she was scared of something, monsters in her closet or a storm, and Jughead would scoot aside on his bed and let her sleep next to him. It was never just sleep. They would chat for hours and hours until Jughead became addicted to the sound of her voice.
He missed those days. The days before Archie became the center of her world. The days before it was painful.
But he refused to brood. He broke out his savings, things he earned from odd jobs here and there, and got to work. First he called Nancy, the dance planner, and got her to sell him two tickets, although she claimed to be sold out. He explained to her Betty's situation and she agreed to make an exception. He rented a limo. He got a room at the hotel where the prom was, since it would be late when it let out. He even went out and rented a tuxedo, because the one he had was a little too goofy to do Betty justice. He picked out a light blue tie, and a corsage for Betty.
He tried to find one that fit her. She wasn't really frumpy like a daisy, or super pristine and elegant like a rose. The shop assistant tried to help but he was determined to figure it out himself. Finally he found one perfect for her. A white carnation, because she is so beautiful and pure and perfect, with forget-me-nots that matched her eyes. And after all, he hoped she'd never forget this night.
Jughead was exhausted by the time he reached home. It was after dinner, which was unusual for him. It was also unusual for him to spend his money on anything but food. But he would spend all his money on Betty if he had to. Food was just a poor substitute for her anyways, a way to distract himself from her pining for Archie.
“Jughead?” His mother heard the door open and walked into the foyer. “I thought you were out having dinner with your friends, or something. But then I noticed your car was gone.”
Jughead had a car, he just thought it was silly to use it all the time. And costly when it came to gas. Mainly he used it to run Jellybean to the daycare and such, and run errands like stopping by the grocery store. This time he took it because he didn't want the tux or the corsage to get crumpled on the walk home.
“Nah, I was just out renting things for prom tomorrow.”
“What?” His mom blinked with shock. “But I thought you said you weren't going to go to prom.”
“Well, things changed. I'm taking Betty.” He lugged all his stuff in and hung his key ring on the wall. He laid his tux on the couch before walking past his mom to put the corsage in the fridge so it'd stay fresh.
“You are?! That's fantastic! But I thought you said Betty was going with Archie?” Confusion was in her voice. She obviously couldn't keep up with the teenage drama. Jughead really couldn't either. He was getting emotional whiplash.
“She was. But Archie changed out his dates in favor of a certain rich diva.” Jughead sighed and leaned against the fridge. Showing his angst about the situation. “She was crying, Mom. I couldn't just let her cry. So I offered to be her date.”
“That was a good thing to do, sweetie.” She smiled at him and patted his back. “I don't know why you didn't just ask her in the first place.”
“Moooommm...” He groaned, a smile edging onto his face. “C'mon. She's my buddy Archie's girl.”
“Yes, but you like her.” She sat in a dining chair. “And while I love Archie, he is awful to her.”
“I know, Mom. Anyways, I rented a room at the hotel where the prom is, since it runs late. I assume Betty will be staying with a friend, but if it comes to it I'll sleep on the floor. So I won't be home tomorrow night. Can you feed Hot Dog his dinner while I'm gone?”
“Sure, sweetie. I already fed him while you were out today. And speaking of feeding hungry creatures, your dinner is in the fridge.”
“You're the best, Mom.”

Betty was simply through with Archie. That's all there was to it. After crying her heart out to Juggie, she knew that it was done. So she went upstairs and started taking all of her Archie memorabilia down. Sure, she had done as much before. But it was only a few things and she quickly recovered them. This time she took down everything. The pictures. She threw out his jersey. All the gifts he gave her. Everything. It filled quite a few trash bags.
And she took it all outside, walked to the curb, and dumped it in the trashcan. She felt rather empty, now that the deed was done. She walked back to the house and plopped down on the doorstep, her chin resting in her palm.
For quite a while now, she was in 'love' with Archie Andrews. She cried for him more times than she could count, got stood up by him, was overlooked. And those times that he did look at her made her elated and so happy she could die. She even fought with her best friend for him.
Thing was, she wasn't even sure she loved him anymore. After all that he did to her, she kind of loathed him. But she was afraid to lose him. Because without Archie, who was Betty? She had spent the last few years obsessing over him, and it took up a lot of her free time. She didn't really know what her hobbies were, or what she wanted to do when she went to college. She always assumed she'd go to the same college as Archie.
So today, when Archie stood her up for the dance, something inside of her broke. Her sadness overcame her fear of losing him, and she just cried and cried. She didn't know who she was. She just knew that she couldn't keep coming in second place to Veronica.
And then, there he was. Her oldest and dearest friend, Forsythe “Jughead” Jones. He comforted her and made her feel safe. And assured her that she was beautiful, although she was bearing her soul to him. And for the first time in a long while, she felt at peace.
When he asked her if he could be her date to the dance, things clicked into place. Betty knew that she could finally kick this Archie habit. If she had help from Juggie, she could do anything. And the first step was attending the dance. And then breaking it off with Archie for good.
Her cellphone rang and she glanced to the caller ID. Ronnie. Although they had spent a lot of their teenage years fighting over boys, she was still a very dear friend to Betty and irreplaceable. She could never hold a grudge about Archie with her. She wasn't even angry with her really. Ronnie was selfish, but not maliciously so. Most of the time, she didn't even realize what she was doing. She just felt entitled to things, like the first pick of dates.
So she flipped open her phone. “Hey Ron.”
“Betty!” Her elegant drawl spoke on the other end of the line, reminding her of a Hollywood diva. “I need a favor. You will be going to the dance, right?”
“Yeah, I will be. What's up?” Dread filled Betty's stomach. If Ronnie asked her to be Archie's date again, she might puke. She didn't want to go back into the cycle.
“Well, Daddy won't let me stay at the hotel by myself. He doesn't trust Archiekins you see, and wants me to come home. But that ruins the fun, doesn't it? So I negotiated with him, and he says he'll let me stay if I share a room with you. So how about it? Up for a sleepover? Daddy will be paying, naturally.” She spoke as if her date with 'Archiekins' hadn't just ripped out Betty's heart earlier. But Betty thought about it. She certainly didn't want to ruin Ronnie's fun. There is only one senior prom after all. And she was unselfish Betty Goody Two Shoes.
“Sure, Ron. Sounds fun.”
“Great! I can't wait to see you at the dance! Who did you say you were going with? Reggie?”
“Jughead.” Betty said, unashamed.
“That slob?! Betty, darling. You can do MUCH better! Give me a moment and I'll call some of my model friends and they...”
“Ronnie. I want to go with Juggie. Don't worry about me. I'll see you tomorrow.” She was a bit irritated by the way Ronnie talked about Jughead, but it was a well-known fact they didn't like each other. So she let it go.
“Sure, darling. The model offer is still open if you want, just give me a call. Ciao!” Dead line sounded on the other side of the phone and Betty listened for a moment, taking in her newly bare walls.
Everything she did now would be for Betty, not Archie. Not Ronnie.
But she wished she knew who Betty is.
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