Just Call Me Eve

Betty Cooper  and Nancy Woods were my best friends. They would be my lifeline. They did a lot to keep my self esteem and confidence going.

Betty was an expert with a needle and thread and decided she would make my clothes for me. She would come over to my house and very painstakingly measure me, her tongue peeking through her teeth in concentration.

Betty had given me a brand new wardrobe for my 13th birthday. The clothes fit me like a glove, and thank God the pants were long enough.

I just adored Betty. She always had an encouraging word for me. Betty was never mean or cruel to anyone.

Betty was a beautiful very athletic  blue eyed blond girl, who  never felt beautiful.

She was a tomboy, like me, but cleaned up like a princess. Betty had a serious crush on this red headed, freckle faced jerk named Archie Andrews who did not appreciate Betty at all.

Archie just strung Betty along. She was his back up girl  in case his real girlfriend, Veronica Lodge was unavailable.  Veronica was this ultra sexy rich bitch who toyed with all the boys, and they let her get away with it. Well except for Jughead.

Nancy Woods was a super hot  looking African American girl, big booty and bigs boobs that drew attention from all of the boys. She was finally won over by Charles (Chuck) Clayton. He was also African American and super cool. Chuck had to beat off a few guys  to win Nancy. She had him wrapped around her finger. But they were a couple. Nancy was always stylishly dressed and hair impeccable. Neither Betty or I spent so much time on our hair and makeup like Nancy. Betty I and I both took lessons from Nancy. She never had a lack of dates.

When the Woods came to Riverdale, there were not many minorities here. But Nancy was so sweet and bold, no one could resist her and she made friends easily. Even rich bitch Veronica Lodge liked Nancy.

Chuck was the super hot looking son of a super hot looking Coach Clayton. Mr Clayton, known affectionately as Coach encouraged us  girls to take part in team sports.  I joined the girl’s basketball, soccer, track, swimming and volley ball teams. Betty played basketball, baseball, and was a great gymnast.  Nancy ran track and was a cheerleader.  I still couldn't get a date to save my life. Unless he was a relative.

I did not understand what Betty saw in Archie  Andrews past the fact that he was cute. Betty ran after Archie, Archie ran after Veronica. Archie used Betty, Veronica used Archie. They both hurt Betty. You get the picture.

 (Jughead) Forsythe Pendleton Jones- He was Archie's best friend , and for some reason I loved Jughead to death, for as long as I  could remember. Jughead always ran away from me, so I took to sneaking up to him, stealing a kiss when I could. I had no shame about it either. I don't know why I chased after Jug so hard.

I was as bad, if not worst than Betty. At least Betty could date others, but she only had eyes for Archie. Jughead had the title of 'woman hater' Some thought he might be gay. I didn't think so. He just seemed to have no time for girls. He lived to eat. Food was his passion.

No boy wanted to date me. I even offered a few,(who will remain nameless) sex. "No way", one little shit said to me. "Your body is too much like a boy. You  have no tits. I'm not gay. Are you really a girl?" I was as flat as a board. Nancy and Betty would try for double dating, but no takers. We knew not to try a blind date. tried it once. 

Chuck, Nancy and I was to meet this jerk named Rick at the movies that night. The little fuck head ran off without a word when he saw me. Our foursome was a threesome.

I suffered utter humiliation. Nancy  and Chuck would not let me go home to sulk and cry.

"I'll take care of it Ethel. Let's have a good time."  Chuck and Nancy  insisted I stay.

We all went out to dinner and a movie. We had a great time.

The next time I saw my 'blind date', Rick,  he was sporting two black eyes, courtesy of Chuck Clayton. Love that guy.

I was usually stuck having one of my cousins take me to a dance, or I’d just stay home.

I took to stuffing my bra as much as I could to look like I had boobs.

The boys still laughed at me because they knew I was wearing 'falsies'.

 Even though I was well known through my sports prowess, kids still laughed at me face, teeth or skinny body..

One day  I was a school monitor. I had  walked into a classroom for some reason or another, and  the class would break up laughing at me and calling me names.

 I never let anyone but Betty  and Nancy  know how much the teasing and lack of dates hurt.

They would never tell anyone. They both spent a lot of time trying to build my confidence.

I became an expert  at putting on a brave front. Especially to my parents and friends.

I didn’t want them to experience the same hurt I went through day in and day out.

I spent a lot of time at home, playing basketball with my dad, watching  DVD's or TV shows. I started working out.

 Or I would dream about having a lover.

Now on top of all of my problems, I was having wet dreams, too.