The new girl

sorry son

Betty's POV:

Jughead pulled me through the school and out through the hallway. He took me behind the school building to the parking lot. Among all the expensive cars owned by the North Sids children stood an odd bike. He swung one leg over the bicycle and sat across it. Between his hands he had a black helmet with a crown roasted in the forehead. He smiled at me. He looked so sexy as he sat on the bike with the hungry look at me. He looks at me on one side no other one has. He looks at me like I have everything he wants and looking for. His eyes shine with joy while we are in a mess and look at each other. He looks at me like I'm all he wants. As if he had wanted to take me here over his bike. And is it wrong that I want him to do that? I want him to take my virgin just here at the pacing over his bike. So that everyone can see us. I actually love the attention I get from jughead and all the other students. Just before I met Jughead, it was as I lived in everyone's shadow. I was in the shadow of my parents. In Veronika's shadow. And especially in Archies. For Archie, I was an assesiary. I was like a puppy he could show up. For all I would be the one who seemed but was not heard. They do not teach me to say a sound. I'm nothing for them. And they are nothing to me for now I have Jughead. A real man who loves me. Not like Archie "loved" me. He loves me really.

After we have just looked at each other for a while, I push forward and lock my lips his way. I grab his face and kiss him hungry. He kisses me back with the same heat and passion. We drop each other's lips and I take a step back as he smears at me.

He looks at me challenged before he says. "Will you jump on or do you want to stay here alone on an empty parking?" he asks me playfully.
I think for a while and over weigh possibilities. But I did not want to let him go away and leave me at school. And I really did not want to go back to school again. Not without Jughead. I'm coming to a decision.

I cut Jughead before I said. "Give me the helmet so handsome," I said with a playful tone. He flips wider and gives me the helmet. I place it over my golden curls and take the place behind him.

The wind flies in my hair and my curls fly in the win behind me. We cross over a desolate road with forest around us. He increases the speed of the curve and I grab more hard about his waist. I push my cheek to the leather on his back and let my head rest against his back. I feel how his hand smiles on my thighs. He fingers ironing over my skin. I feel how I start breathing faster and he has barely moved me. I hate how he makes me feel so. How he makes me feel like I need him. I want him to feel the same distress of me as I like him. I want him to want me as much as I want him. I move my hand from his waist to his thighs. I let my hand rest there until I feel his case grippa harder him my thigh. I slowly move my hand back to his waist again. His hand lightens over my thigh again.

I see trees fly by us while the wind is struggling. After a bit on the weird roads we drive across the bridge leading to the south side. On the south side you will see small houses and trailers. You see crushed bottles and junk lying on the wall. But you do not see many people. Jughead pulled up at a bar. "The White Worm" the south side serpent bar.

Jughead helped me of his bike. With my feet on the ground I took my help and easily my curls fell free of me. I support him and he places it well on his bike again. I look up at him and he bows down and kisses my forehead carefully.

"So Princess, you're ready to see my world now that I've seen yours." he said down to me and I nodded eagerly. And he leads me into the bar.

Jughead's POV:

Finally, I can show Betty my world. I'll show her a world I think suits her better where she can be who she wants to be. She will see a world in which I left my life in and a world she will live the rest of her life in. One day she will be my queen but she will always be my princess.