As Betty danced with Dilton, he somehow seemed…different. He seemed taller, but Betty was not the kind of person who judged others because of their appearance. She saw something in him, something she would never perceive in anyone else.

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Archie stood by the refreshments, wondering who the mystery girl was. He leaned against the side of the table, watching everyone dance. He stole a glance at the entrance, saw a girl alone, but then a guy followed her in. He went back to stand around in his suit, keeping an eye on the door. After a few moments, a girl walked in. It was a girl he knew. A girl who had usually been known as "the plain one." But this time she looked different.

She walked in, looking around for a guy without a date. She saw Archie standing by himself, but assumed he was taking a break from dancing, since Archie was rarely seen without a girl. She hung around a while, and then Jughead came over to her, and informed her Archie was the one without a date. She went over to Archie, and he saw she was alone. He went, "Hi, Ethel."

"Hi."

They were both a little surprised at the results of the mystery date.

"Umm…I don't have anyone to dance with, so Ethel, would you dance with me?"

Blushing, Ethel nodded, and he took her hand and, twirling her around, they started dancing. He was captured by her beauty in a sapphire blue dress, and her short raven hair seemed to complement it perfectly. She looked into his misty blue-grey eyes that complemented his bright red hair. He had that same mischievous grin as before, with his freckles sprinkling his face.

"I didn't know it would be you."

"Nor did I."

"I'm going to kill Jughead." He whispered, leaning down.

"Don't, Archie." she laughed, just before they kissed.

From across the hall, Jughead watched, a warm grin flooding his face. Veronica stopped dancing, and stood by his side, her arm linked firmly in his, looking at the newly formed couple.

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Archie-and-Ethel, Betty-and-Dilton, Jughead-and-Veronica, Reggie-and-Cheryl, Chuck-and-Nancy, Moose-and-Midge, all danced the night away. Halfway through the dance, Jughead saw the table of hors d'oeuvres being restocked, and pounced on them like a lion on his prey…

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Whew! This was my first fanfic, and I'm done with this one. The first chapter was originally supposed to be a bunch of comic-strip thingies, but then I decided to weave the two scenes into a story. I didn't plan the plot, it just started evolving on its own as I wrote.

I wanted this story to be in between a deep, long romance novel and a fun comic book. That's why there was a lot of dialogue, except in this chapter, as it was kind of different.