It was the night of the dance. Betty had invited you to go with her, but Archie had already asked you. You said yes but faked a sudden illness the night of. Once Betty had left, you got dressed and snuck to Archie's house. You got to the dance and stayed in the corridor for a bit. He was about to kiss you when Betty appeared.

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"(Y/N)?" she gasped before Archie's lips hit yours.

"Betty? What are you doing here?"

"I came to the dance"

"No, I mean out here, in the corridor?"

"You're a filthy lier! I hope you two are happy!" she stormed off.

"What was that about?" Archie questioned.

"I'll tell you later" your lips rose to meet Archie's.