You can try and fight me, but imagine Betty being a vsco girl and Jughead being a soft eboy. I'm just gonna leave that here.

It was like those tik Toks. 'Day one of dating a vsco girl'. But it suited them. And no one could make that change.

Betty Cooper and Jughead Jones. Riverdale resident vsco girl and eboy. Complete opposites yet made for each other.

Betty Cooper. She was the human embodiment of 'anna oop- sksksk'. Never seem without a scrunchie on her wrist or puka shell necklace around her neck. She didn't try to be a so called 'vsco girl' but it kind of just happened. The people of Riverdale loved seeing her bright smile as she sat in pops, wearing a t shirt so big you could barely tell she was wearing anything underneath, a hydroflask sitting beside her. She twirled her metal straw around in her milkshake lazily, her white Birkenstocks contrasting her tanned legs. Betty Cooper was the definition on a vsco girl, and everyone was completely ok with it.

Jughead Jones. The EBoy. His black parted hair and his eye rolls made all the girls in Riverdale melt. He always wondered around, earphones in, black shirts and ripped jeans with chains hanging around his neck. Girls didn't care that he painted his nails, or that he made Edward Cullen look tan, they all still fell for him. One girl in particular.

Betty and Jughead were known by pretty much everyone at their school. They would walk down the halls hand in hand, Betty wearing one of his hoodies and Jughead wearing one of her scrunchies on his wrist. It was like they were made for each other. Even the little things no one noticed made all the difference, like how he always used a metal straw for her or how she memorised all of lil peeps songs just for him. No one ever bought an eboy would go for a vsco girl, but they made it work.

The couple was most often found in the most different of places. Sometimes you could see the pair skateboarding around, just having a good time. Sometimes you would have your snapchats flooded with pictures of their sleepover on Betty's trampoline. Even on the rare occasion you could find them down by the beach, the matching brackets Betty had made for them standing prominent on their skin.

Their was many reasons that Jughead fell for Betty. It could be the fact that she was so caring and kind, always putting other people before herself. It could be her natural beauty, the way her golden her contrasted her olive tan skin. He didn't really know. What he did know though, was that he loved her. He always made sure she knew that.

Betty, on the other hand, knew exactly why she loved Jughead. She loved the way he seemed cold, but was a complete softy. She loved the way that he didn't need to be like the other guys to have a good time. Not to mention his dark soft hair and pretty face made it really easy.

Their love was different, one of a kind. It was the little things behind closed doors that made all the difference. The way Jughead held her at night, close to his chest like he was afraid she might drift away. The way Betty looked at him, complete love and desire flooded in a gaze.

It didn't matter if people thought their love was strange. It worked for them, and it was theirs.

I'll come back and change this when I feel like it :))