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08/05/2020 11:56 PM 

No, I don't wanna sit still, look pretty

serpent juliet Oh, I don't know what you've been told But this gal right here's gonna rule the world Yeah, that is where I'm gonna be, because I wanna be
No, I don't wanna sit still, look pretty
Betty suddenly feeling slightly cornered, the defensiveness rising up within against her will as she bristled at the list of possibilities. "I don't try to be perfect, I'm not trying to be anything!" She snapped, harsher than she'd intended but feeling every bit at the end of her rope, which Betty was sure the other one understood though she flashed an apologetic glace her way nonetheless. A breath, inhale, exhale as she focused on the expansion of her chest and the rise and fall of her shoulders to calm her nerves and the inexplicable temper flared up in her so easily taunted by merely trying to help. "Would any of that really be so bad?" Betty's voice softened, with transparent vulnerability and telling of some of her innermost insecurities. "Not opinion pieces, but a life here. I wanted as a little girl, this town, my home that I believed in until suddenly all at once everything feels to mixed up and upside down." Betty shrugged, shaking her head and unable to pinpoint the shift accurately, but so much of it tied to the reveal of truth-telling from Jason's murder.

The next question posed to her was much harder: silence the blonde into introspection and left her coming up empty without any real answers. "I don't know..." Her words were as shaky as her resolve appeared: sudden fear lighting in her eyes as she looked to the other in panicked desperation. "I don't do anything for myself, except joining the Vixens." Betty rolled her eyes, realizing the singular choice she'd ever made for herself paled compared to the questions of character, purpose, and moral fortitude they debated now when it was a matter of going out for the cheerleading squad. Was that really what Betty Cooper could easily be so reduced to? She'd heard them all before, the tropes and names for the good girl next door, but she'd never felt they were so applicable until now.

Nobody's perfect... the words repeated over and over again in her head, the same recorded loop on repeat that had always been drilled into her head except this time it was as if it were being spun in reverse. Perfect, wasn't that how Betty had always been cast in ever role of her life? It had never felt like she'd made a conscious choice, merely following rules and order, doing as she was told as a good student, daughter even upstanding citizen of Riverdale. She played it safe, never straying too far from the rule book by which she carefully dictated her life.

There were those along the way, who'd seen glimpses of her, something worthwhile where others had passed her up, deeming her unworthy or irrelevant. Even Jughead Cheryl Veronica had been one of the few to really see Betty Cooper for who she was, yet where Archie, and others had failed. "So much has gone wrong in this town, everything was shaken up along with it. We're in high school; we're supposed to be worried about grades and Prom, graduating, and what colleges we want to go to, not our safety and survival." Betty cast a sideways glance in her solemn reverie. "Maybe that's why I don't have an answer, what future can we really expect when we're constantly on the lookout for the next unexpected?"

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