Betty took you out to the bleachers to talk to you. She had that serious look on her face which you knew could either mean news about Jason, or she needed to talk to you about something. Whether it was bad or good, it was still important. Once you were out there she said what she wanted to say.

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"(Y/N)"

"Yes, Betty?" You smiled.

"I was wondering, if, only if you wanted!-no, erm, I wanted to ask-that's not it, erm. I wanted to tell you that-ugh, I, erm, like you. Like, like you" she stuttered.

"Betty, why didn't you tell me earlier"

"I was scared" she admits.

"But I like you too"