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THE CHARACTERS ARE PROPERTY OF Archie comics. This is a fan fiction No copyright infringement intended. I was inspired by Sinnedmore's brilliant outline and ideas. Will the Real Betty Cooper Please Stand Up? By Eric Part 1 Veronica couldn't understand her father! The accident that killed her mother had driven him insane! She was heartbroken about her death, too. She loved her mom. Sure, she had been driving too fast. She always did. It wasn't really her fault that a defective tire caused a blowout and she lost control and a truck hit the car. Sure, her mother had died and she was heartbroken too, but her father had lost it big time. He was blaming HER for the accident and saying she was not a natural daughter. She was the only daughter he had, for god's sake. They were the only family each had left. Why couldn't they grieve together?! They were the only family each had left but he wouldn't talk ? only scream at her! Betty at least was somewhat sympathetic. She was around every day. Ronnie knew she had it made - wealth, beauty, social position, but sometimes she envied Betty! Just like Betty envied her. Sometimes Ronnie wanted to be the most popular girl in Riverdale - everyone loved Betty. She was wise enough to know everyone considered her a spoiled bitch. Betty spent a lot of time with Ronnie's father. He kept dragging her off to cry and be maudlin. He refused to even eat any meals with poor Veronica. "Daddykins, for God's sake! She was my mother! I lost her, too! Don't treat me like this. Don't you love your daughter anymore?" "You're not my daughter! I denounce you. You killed my wife! I have no daughter. You're a murder! And Veronica, it may interest you to know that I have disinherited you." He screamed at her. "What!" "Yes, except for my lawyer, I want you to be the first to know - I've left everything to Betty Cooper! She's my real daughter! I know she will use it to benefit the town and people, not become a worthless jet setter and suck the company and town dry. I haven't even told her yet! Except for the trust fund I've already set which I can't change, you will have nothing when I die! Nothing! You will have to work for a living! Maybe you can be a secretary or a high class whore!" He spat the last out at his horrified daughter. He slapped Ronnie and she collapsed crying! It came to her that nobody really loved her now! Her mother had, but she was dead. Her daddy had, but now he hated her with a burning passion. Archie and Reggie lusted after her, which was exciting but they didn't love her. And now Betty Cooper, 'her 'best friend', the tricky sly blonde, had stolen her daddy's love and her inheritance. Both of them would have to pay! And pay in blood! She wasn't going to take this meekly. Not Veronica Lodge! That night she didn't sleep but lay awake planning. One idea after another was considered and discarded. Then it came to her - it was perfect - and so just! She laughed. And it would punish both 'Daddykins' and the blonde traitor! She still had credit cards, thank God. So the next day she flew to New York and had the best stage makeup artist do a full mask of her face and make her a wig. It was like a work of art. She paid him a large sum of money and used a false name. It was a routine business precaution. She also acquired the drug she needed. Anything was for sale if you had enough money. Then she began to act confused around town, bursting into fits of weeping and then of rage. "My life is over! I hate being me. I hate my dad!" Soon everyone was convinced that Veronica was ready for a nervous breakdown. She checked out a clinic that used a new experimental laser technique for plastic surgery. Ironically, her father owned it! It was too just. Late Friday night. She talked to the doctor and showed her Betty's photo. "Miss Lodge, you two look amazingly alike already. It will be a simple matter to modify both your faces. But why?" "She's my oldest friend and has always wanted to be me, the rich Miss Veronica Lodge and it will be a relief for me not to go some boring parties for a while and see how an average middle class girl lives. I bet her we can fool everybody, we know so much about each other." "You're not taking about a permanent exchange, are you?" "Heavens no! Give up being myself, the wealthy socialite Miss Lodge? As if! No, we thought maybe a week or so. You can do it and keep it secret?" "Certainly, but of course, just bring Miss Cooper in and I can do the procedure in one day." "Remember, no one is to know, no nurses or staff or anything or I will not be pleased and my daddy will not be pleased." Dr Hammer did not like starving any more than anyone else and so he hurried to agree! Veronica smiled. That was done. Now, to get Betty involved in her own destruction. Betty had been worried about her - the blonde hypocrite! Early that Saturday morning she asked Betty to come over. It was now or never! Veronica dressed very sexy in what she new was the dress Betty most admired. She put on her most expensive Italian boots and diamond drop earrings in her ears. Might as well salt the mine! Betty came in and it wasn't hard for Ronnie to cry real tears. Not at all. Life was cruel to her! "Betty, I am at the end of my rope. I am even thinking of suicide." "Now Ronnie, don't please! You have so much to live for. You're young and beautiful and rich. Your dad will forgive you some day." She took a deep breath. Now or never. It had to work. It would work. "Betty, all our lives we have sometimes talked about being each other. Well, let's stop talking and do it! You would be me and I would be you for a week or so and you could be what I know you've always dreamed about - being Miss Veronica Lodge, living in my mansion, wearing my designer clothes and have Archie for a boyfriend. You could even be me for longer if you want!" She laughed. "Ronnie, you're crazy!" "Not at all! One of Daddykins' companies has a painless, non surgical laser procedure that can do this. In thirty minutes you will be me and I will be you. We're already the same size and very similar and we imitate each other's voices - not that there's that much difference anyway. What do you say? Want to be the rich Miss Lodge? You will be doing me a huge favor. I could get a little breathing room, not living here and having a new life and perspective for a while and not be reminded that Daddy thinks I murdered my Mom. PLEASE, BETTY!" She cried convincing tears. Betty hesitated. It was true, it would be a life long dream to be Veronica. But it sounded so crazy! Earlier she would be sure Ronnie was playing a joke on her, but not now. Mr. Lodge did blame his daughter and was very nasty to her. "Okay! If it's that important to you! I'll do it." She laughed, shaking her head. Ronnie was certainly eccentric! But she was rich enough to afford it. Veronica hugged Betty. "Thanks Betty, you don't know how important this is to me! Not a word to anyone! Let's see if we can fool everyone!" Betty giggled back. "When?" "No time like the present. Let's go." They got in Veronica's Jag. "Wow! What a great car!" Veronica smiled at her. "You will be the one driving it back and wearing these clothes." Betty giggled. "This will be so cool!" "Very cool!" said Veronica with a smile that Betty didn't see as they roared away. The lab was 90 minutes away in another town. A very worried Dr. Hammer met them. The lab was empty except for him. "Now, you two young ladies are sure you want to do this?" "I'm sure!" said Veronica. "Me, too!" said Betty in her usual bubbly fashion. "This is too unreal. You mean I will walk out of here with Ronnie's face and she with mine?" "Yes. It is painless and fast." He made some scans of their faces. "What about our hair, are we going to wear wigs or dye it?" asked Betty. "No, it's a matter of pigment, not really important. A simple transfer injection will give you Miss Lodge's pigment and her yours. It's kind of a donor thing. It's expensive and it needs a donor, so almost everyone just dyes his or her hair. When you come back we will duplicate the process. Indeed, let's do that first." Betty and Veronica laid side by side as needles were attached to both of them. A half hour later they got up. Betty looked in the mirror and gasped. She now had Ronnie's complexion and as she looked her blonde hair began to darken. Soon it was the same midnight black shade that was Ronnie's. She looked over at a now blonde Veronica. They both giggled. "Hey, Ronnie, your IQ just dropped 20 points!" Veronica laughed. "I'm so blonde!" she said in Betty's most playful voice. "Who will be first?" asked the doctor. "The computer has matched the scans and is ready." Betty and Veronica looked at each other. They decided to flip for it. Betty won. Then she got on another table with a mad scientist's dream of instruments above it. Her head was put into a clamp so it wouldn't move. She felt a pinprick and she drifted into slumber. Veronica, with a sinister, triumphant smile, watched as the doctor began. In a half an hour it was her - HER, VERONICA LODGE - lying on the table. A Veronica Lodge wearing cheap third label clothing! But that would soon change. She helped the doctor put the unconscious Betty on a recovery table. Then it was her turn! Her heart raced. It was going to work. Her plan was going to work! When Ronnie came to, she saw herself staring at her. She blinked. "Did it work?" The other 'Ronnie' giggled. "See for yourself 'Betty'," she said, mimicking Veronica's voice. Veronica got up gingerly and walked to the mirror. Betty Cooper stared back at her. She touched her new face in wonder. It was perfect. She turned and said in a bright, cheerful Betty smile and manner, "Thanks for the loan of your clothes, Ronnie! But you had better take them back, don't you think and give me my own." Betty giggled excitedly. She couldn't wait to put on that great dress and the boots were to die for! Betty felt so sexy, so Veronica Lodge as she slipped into Ronnie's expensive hose. Ronnie had even suggested a bra swap as well. Then on went the designer clothes. It was lucky that she and Ronnie were the same size. Everything fit like it had been made for her. Then she sensuously slid on those great soft boots. She had always envied them! She could never afford anything like them. Now she was literally in Ronnie's shoes! It made her laugh. It had always been a fantasy of hers. Now it was true; for a week or more she, plain old Betty Cooper, whose dad was a factory foreman, was the fabulous Miss VERONICA LODGE She looked across and gasped. Her head swam. She saw herself, Betty Cooper, slipping on her cotton ankle socks and cheap flats. She looked in the mirror. She saw Veronica Lodge! Impossible. Then the apparent Betty handed her an expensive, snake skinned purse. "Don't forget to put on makeup, Veronica! I've already put on mine! Do a good job now, don't forget, you're the vain Veronica now! While you were out I already did your nails." Betty giggled. "Take your time. I'll be right back, I want to thank Dr. Hammer," she said as Betty slipped on the diamond drop earrings and then the emerald ring on her fingers. She shut the door firmly behind her. Yes indeed, did he have to be thanked. In the lab Veronica smiled and thanked him. He shook his head. "It's unreal! If I don't know better and hadn't done the procedure myself, I would swear that you were Betty Cooper." "Now, I don't want any slip ups, Doctor. Where are your records of the procedure?" "Right here on my desk. I'll file them away as soon as you leave." "Now, you haven't told anyone about our joke?" "Not a soul!" "Excellent!" As he bent over his notes, Veronica hit him over the head with a blackjack with the follow through she developed playing tennis. He crumpled. "Sorry, doc, but some sacrifices are needed. I do appreciate your help! I am really sorry. You will have a headache when you wake up. She injected the doctor with a special drug that gave amnesia for 36 hours. She picked up all the records and shredded them. She went down the stairs, careful to imitate Betty's girl next story movement rather than her usual sultry ones. Betty - the new Miss Lodge - was behind the wheel. Her makeup was flawless. "All ready to go, Veronica?" said the real Veronica with a bright 'Betty' smile. "Okay, 'Betty'!" laughed the beautiful, sophisticated girl behind the wheel. She put on 'her' designer sunglasses and away they roared back to Riverdale and a new life. "What if we are stopped?" "Just show them your ID in YOUR purse. They won't dare give you, Miss Veronica Lodge, a ticket!" Betty giggled. "This is so cool!" Veronica was smiling the whole way back. The most difficult part was over. She looked again at the girl behind the wheel. It was really uncanny. It was her! HER! It would work. How could it not! Part 2 Betty was having a great time. It was so much fun to drive Ronnie's car and wear Ronnie's expensive, designer clothes. To be Veronica, to have her poise and self-confidence and most of all, have Archie for a boyfriend! When they arrived at the Lodge mansion, Veronica noticed that Betty was nervous. She smiled a Betty smile. "Relax, 'Ronnie'! No one will have a clue. You look like Veronica; you're wearing Veronica's clothes, driving her Jag. No one will suspect. How could they? Remember, we've been best friends since the cradle. You know my life. I know yours. We know how each other behave." Betty nodded and took a deep breath and her firm young breasts looked great. "You're right! Let's go!" Smithers the butler greeted them as they came in. "Good afternoon, Miss Veronica. Good to see you, Miss Betty." "Smithers," said 'Veronica' with her usual casual disdain. They went upstairs to Ronnie's room. Betty looked around the beautiful bedroom in wonder. It would be hers for the next week! Cool! Veronica's room was spotless. She had earlier had the maid really scrub it. "Let me show you around." She was careful not to touch things, but let Betty open drawers and handle clothes. Betty exclaimed rapturously over the clothes! "Betty, see that picture of me with my parents on the wall? Take the left side and pull it toward you." Betty did and behind the picture she saw a wall safe. "You'll need the combination to my safe." Betty gasped. "Ronnie! No!" "Betty, you're my oldest friend, if I can't trust you, who can I trust?" Veronica smiled. She gave it. "I open it at least a couple of times a week. You'll need to as well." Betty, feeling very flattered, opened it. "Inside you'll find the best of my jewelry and some important papers, my trust fund stuff, birth certificate, things like that. Go ahead, take a look." Betty reached inside and examined the contents and Ronnie smiled to see her do it. She had made sure to thoroughly clean the safe inside and out. "WOW! What a treat for me!" Betty said as she flopped down on the bed. "A whole week as you. Don't forget, you work Sunday afternoon and two nights this week at Pop Tate's shop." "I won't!" said Ronnie. "A change is as good as a rest! Hey, why don't you give YOUR boyfriend Archie a call? You have a date tonight at YOUR country Club! Remember, you're me now. Be a little mean to him and don't be like nice Betty Cooper who is very sweet to Archie." Betty's young heart fluttered. A Saturday night date with Archie at the country club! Ronnie was so nice to give this to her. She never could understand why everyone called Ronnie a bitch! She put down the phone and turned to 'Betty'. "He's coming right over!" "Well, I'd better get going then! Remember, you're Veronica Lodge and I'm Betty Cooper. Don't slip up." "I won't, 'Betty'." She giggled a little and then recovered. With a broad smile the new Betty Cooper slid down the banister in typical Betty Cooper fashion while the new Miss Lodge exclaimed, "Really, Betty, when are you going to be more ladylike and refined! You're such a tomboy!" The beautiful blonde got on the bicycle and rode home. It was nice to be hugged and kissed when she got 'home' by a motherly woman! "How was your day with Veronica, dear?" she asked her apparent daughter. Ronnie smiled a Betty smile. "Same old, same old. She's really disturbed. I wonder if she and her father will ever stop hating each other. It makes me sad to see it." She got another hug. "That's what you always say, Betty." She smiled back, but thought, 'I doubt if you know what a blonde hypocrite your daughter is!' She bounded with colt like energy up to her new bedroom. Small, but cozy. She searched and found 'her' diary. She began copying the entries into an identical diary. 'Soon I will know all I need to know, plus copying will have other purposes,' she thought. Then she did a cut and paste job on some entries and would visit Kinko's tomorrow. At the Lodge mansion Archie came in to an even deeper scowl than usual from Mr. Lodge. When he saw his daughter he turned red with anger and slammed the door to his study. "Never mind Daddykins, Archie, let's just enjoy ourselves tonight!" said 'Ronnie'. "You look really hot tonight, Ronnie!" At long last Archie was HER boyfriend... at least for a week and didn't Ronnie say she could be her longer if she wanted and it worked out? At the country club, which of course her folks couldn't afford, 'Ronnie' was greeted warmly and they danced until midnight. It was hard, but every once and a while Betty did or said something unkind to poor Archie as she promised Ron she would try and stay in character. But when he looked so hurt she felt like shit and apologized. Later, after driving them back to the Lodge mansion, they made out and Betty really let herself go! After all, she as now the sexy Veronica, not Betty the boring girl next door! It was wonderful, she felt so desirable and sexy and hot! *** 'Betty' had a nice breakfast served by her Mom and as usual helped with the dishes. It was so comforting to be part of a family again! And the Coopers were a real family! She biked over to the small medical office building that housed the dentist. Fortunately, Betty went to the same one. The outer door of the building wasn't locked and Ronnie easily picked the one to the dentist's office. Not much security was needed in Riverdale, except of course for the Lodge mansion! Ronnie bent her now blonde head and found her and Betty's dental records. She made new cards and transferred all the information including X-rays. Leaving with a broad smile, she went to Kinko's. No rest for the wicked, she thought as she puffed along on Betty's old bike. She missed her Jag, but after all, biking made her legs even better! *** Betty decided that now that she was Veronica to be a little decadent and so, ordered breakfast in bed! A frightened maid brought it up. 'No dishes to do today!' thought Betty happily. 'I wonder how 'Betty' likes doing my chores!' No school, of course, as this was summer vacation. She decided to go to Pop Tate's and see the gang. Besides, she had to see how 'Betty' was doing on her afternoon shift at the malt shop. So Betty dressed with care. The most difficult thing was deciding what to wear. 'The clothes closet is almost as big as a house!' she laughingly thought. Betty admired herself in the mirror! 'Love these clothes!' she thought. 'It's great to be Veronica Lodge!' It was a dream come true. At Pop Tate's, Betty was impressed. If she didn't know the truth she would swear that it was herself cheerfully waiting on tables! "Hello, Betty," she said in Veronica's best bored tones. "Hi, Ronnie! Good to see you! What'a ya have?" Wow! Ronnie was really good at being her. "My usual!" Reggie came in and made a beeline for her table. "Hi, Gorgeous! Good to see you without the red eye sore, carrot top. Damn! Speak of the devil!" Archie walked in and Betty knew she shouldn't but she really enjoyed these two handsome guys fighting over HER for a change. She felt so sexy as Ronnie! Betty asked 'Betty' to stop by later. "Sure, Ronnie!" said the wholesome blonde beauty. A bit later, after they'd both made their ways back to the Lodge mansion, they both told each other that everyone was clueless and no one had any suspicion. "I told you so!" said the real Ronnie. "Well, I have to go. 'Mom' and 'Dad' are taking me visiting 'my' Aunt Marge tonight!" Betty laughed. "Sooner you than me. Don't get too close to the old lady; she spits when she talks! Archie is taking me to the movies!" "Well, enjoy yourself and I will get a distant seat away from the old lady!" laughed 'Betty'. As she was leaving, Mr. Lodge called her into his study. Ronnie kept up Betty's smile. "Yes, Mr. Lodge?" "Nothing important, Betty dear. I just wanted to see you and talk a little while! I wish you wouldn't be friends with that monster who was my child, but it isn't in your nature to turn your back on a friend, even such a false one!" With an effort, Ronnie made herself smile and flatter the nasty man who used to be her father. When she left she kissed him good-bye. He patted her hand. "One day I think you will be surprised, Betty." "What is it Mr. Lodge?" she asked with wide eyed Betty innocence. "Not now!" "Gee, Mr. Lodge!" 'I play Betty very well,' thought Ronnie, 'I even fooled my own father and her mother! I will be revenged on him and my 'friend' Betty soon enough.' On the way home, Ronnie thought, 'I'll give it three more days to make sure I can be Betty and she can be me without suspicions.' *** The next morning 'Betty' was asked to come over by 'Veronica'. Arriving, she was stunned to see her father with his arm around Betty. "Our plan worked beautifully! I know you very well, VERONICA! We let you think you were getting away with your scheme, but we were two steps ahead of you all the time! You young fool, Betty and I planned the whole thing and you've cut your own throat! Now I have the daughter I deserve. You will never be able to prove you are not Betty!" Both laughed at her. Ronnie screamed. She woke up, sweating. "Are you all right, Betty?" Ronnie looked up at the kindly, motherly face and smiled feebly. "Sure, Mom. It was just a bad dream." Mrs. Cooper put a soothing hand on 'her' daughter's forehead. "Sounds like a nightmare to me. Would you like me to sit here until you get to sleep just like I did when you were a little girl?" Ronnie smiled gratefully. "That would be great, Mom!" Part 3 Veronica relaxed more each day in the persona of the much loved Betty Cooper. She smiled at everyone and they all smiled back. Usually when she smiled at anyone they wondered what she was up to or what cutting remark she would make. What a great change. Until she became Betty, she never truly comprehended how disliked she was. She rode, huffing and puffing and rather amused to be so, over to visit 'Veronica Lodge'! Betty was enjoying herself. "It's great dating Archie and trying on your fabulous clothes," she said when they were outside away from prying ears. She was dressed in a beautiful bathing suit and had spent the morning swimming in the heated pool. "Feel free to use the credit cards, 'Ronnie'." said 'Betty'. "I couldn't do that!" she exclaimed. "Why not? If I don't like what you bought I can just return it." Betty giggled. "That's right! No one would ever dare refuse Miss Lodge." "Besides, didn't you sign for things at the country club?" "True. I've been trying to smooth things over with your father ('I just bet you have, you lying bitch,' thought Veronica, still smiling.) but he's really impossible to reach. I thought you were exaggerating or had gotten too close to the problem." She shook her now midnight black hair regretfully. "So how's it going, 'Betty'?" It was a weird feeling for Betty to ask herself that question, as she now felt superior and rather condescending to the beautiful blonde girl wearing the cheap clothes. She shook her head. Weird! "Just fine. It's nice to get away from the bitterness in this house. Do you have other dates with Archie this week?" "Tonight and we're going on a picnic tomorrow." The blonde girl got up and stretched her beautiful young body. "Well, enjoy yourself, 'Ronnie'." She stopped by her old room and dropped off a diary she put in a drawer underneath winter clothes. That night and the next day Veronica went over her plan. It was perfect. Her father, God rot his soul, always played chess with his friend Herbert at the mansion between 8 and midnight and the servants would all be there. Perfect! Now to get 'Miss Lodge' to meet her... By now it was second nature to use Betty's voice. She called, 'Ronnie'. "It's very important, could you meet me at seven at the downtown Hyatt? Get us a room. Ask for number 13. I've already made a reservation there as Miss Lodge. A key will be in the box. There's something very private to tell you and I don't want to take any chances. Don't tell anyone." Betty was agog with excitement. 'What could be the mystery?' she wondered, but of course she agreed. 'Betty' knew her folks very well by now. After dinner they would watch TV until bed time. This was their favorite TV night. Then they would come upstairs, knock on her door and kiss her goodnight. After dinner, 'Betty' hugged her folks, then said she would do some reading and watch TV in her bedroom. (There was an old TV there - courtesy of the Lodges.) Then Veronica slipped out of her bedroom and took the back streets to the hotel. She wore dark clothes and a hood so no one would recognize her if they saw her. But she saw no one. Riverdale was hardly New York! She slipped up the fire escape to the hotel room and opened the window, which she had of course left unlocked. Perfect. 'Veronica' would be there in fifteen minutes. She slipped off her dark clothes and put on the normal ones and poured out two glasses of Coke. She heard the key in the lock and hoped it was Betty and not a maid or the house detective! It was her 'old friend'! "What's up, Ronnie?" asked a worried Betty. "Promise not to tell anyone?" "Of course!" "Betty, I'm - I'm pregnant." "RONNIE! No!" "Yes, unfortunately and I need some advice." "Was it - was it Archie?" She sure hoped not! "No, I wish it was! The decision might be easier. NO, when I was depressed after my Mom's death and daddy being so mean, I had some treatment, you may remember?" Betty nodded, horrified for her friend. "Well, the doctor drugged and raped me." "No!" With 'tears' in her eyes she continued. "He said he would deny it if I told anyone, his word against a hysterical unbalanced girl's." She took a sip of her drink. Without thinking, Betty did likewise. They talked for a few minutes and suddenly Betty felt very SLEEPY! Veronica laughed triumphantly. Betty would out for hours! She cleaned up the glasses. Then she had the chore of undressing Betty. It was harder to undress a drugged body than she thought, but she managed and then slipped on the clothes. Out of her back pack she took the Veronica Lodge mask and wig and slipped them on. She laughed quietly. 'I'm disguising myself as myself.' She took the purse and headed downstairs. She dropped the key off, making sure the clerk and a few other people saw her. She smiled and said, "Don't you think some people live too long?" The clerk laughed politely, not knowing what else to say. Ronnie got into the sports car and roared away. With screeching tires she pulled up - perhaps for the last time - to her old home, the Lodge mansion. She rang the bell and Smithers answered, "Back so soon, Miss Veronica?" Not trusting herself to speak, she nodded. She headed for the study. Smithers called after her. "Miss Veronica, you know you father can't be disturbed while playing chess!" She ignored him and swung the heavy wood doors wide opened. "Veronica! How dare you!" he screamed, red with rage. Veronica smiled and taking great pleasure pulled her pistol out of her bag, shot him three times. "Nobody disinherits me and lives, Daddykins!" she spat at the dying man. His friend stared, horrified at her. She went over to the board. Laughing hysterically, she toppled over her daddy's king. "Checkmate!" she said savagely. She motioned with her gun and the maid, Smithers and Mr. Herbert were soon locked away in the wine cellar. She tossed them a cork screw and laughed with deliberate hysteria. "Have a drink to the death of all tyrants and fathers!" It would take them only an hour or so to break out, she figured. She hurried outside and drove back to the hotel. Inside the room, she removed her mask and put it away, then removed her clothes. She put the clothes on Betty. She took the pistol, still with almost invisible latex gloves on and replaced one shell and put on a silencer. She took the still unconscious Betty to the balcony and put the pistol in Betty's hand, then squeezed off a shot into a heavy pillow she had brought in her back pack! She took Betty back into the room, removed the silencer from the automatic and put it into the handbag. "Good-bye, 'Veronica', have a nice day!" She felt a savage fury. Her revenge was almost complete. Now to have her false friend arrested and tried for murder and to realize that I'm HER - Betty Cooper! Her life, her family are all mine! She dressed again in her disguise and left by the window. She took the Pillow, gloves and mask with her and disposed of them at the bottom of a dumpster, the mask ripped to shreds! Then she went home and slipped into HER bed. About a half hour later, HER folks came in and kissed her goodnight. "Goodnight, Betty darling!" her Mom said. They both kissed her goodnight. She hugged them warmly. "I am so lucky to have you both!" she said in a lovingly voice with tears in her eyes. *** Betty came to. How could she have fallen asleep listening to her friend's troubles? She felt so ashamed. She got up, but Ronnie had already left. She went downstairs and paid for the room. On the way home a police car came up behind her, sirens blazing. Betty was surprised. True, she had been speeding a little, but nobody ever dared stop her - rather, Veronica Lodge before! "Yes?" she said with Ronnie's haughtiness. "Miss Lodge?" "Yes!" she said impatiently. "You are under arrest for the murder of your father! You have the right to an attorney. Anything you say will be held against you." She sat there stunned as he read her Miranda rights to her! This couldn't be happening, it was a nightmare. Part 4 A stunned Betty was taken to jail. Her head was still a little foggy from the drugged sleep. She must be dreaming, she thought. She MUST! This was a nightmare! She didn't say anything to the police, which they took to be the calculation of a shrewd and clever mind! Most criminals in their stupidity and arrogance talk too much! Soon the family solicitor showed up. He looked at the beautiful girl with disbelief, pity and disgust. "Have you said anything to the police, Veronica?" he asked. Numbly, 'Veronica' shook her dark haired head. "It would not be proper for me to represent you, as I was also your father's attorney. Also, I do not handle criminal cases so I would be ineffective as your attorney. I have sent for a rising young criminal lawyer. He will arrive tomorrow. He is willing to take your case for a modest rate as he feels it will jump start his career. Mr. Steve Steele is only twenty-eight, but he is brilliant! Until he arrives, say nothing, I mean NOTHING, to anyone. Do you understand?" She nodded again. "But, I'm not guilty. I'm not -" "Nothing to anyone! That includes me. I am not your attorney and it would not be a privileged communication." Somehow she slept, convinced when she woke up it would be in bed in the Lodge mansion. Of course the first thing she saw was steel bars and she burst out crying. After a horrible breakfast she expected to see Veronica, but she didn't come. At last her attorney arrived. He was a handsome young man and he seemed taken with her beauty, which cheered her up a little. He smiled with more than professionalism. "I'm glad you said nothing to the police. Good job! Miss Lodge, I have looked over the evidence and while it is overwhelming, I think we can get you off with an insanity plea." "But I'm not Miss Lodge!" He nodded approvingly. "Not a bad tack. Who are you, then?" "I'm Veronica's best friend, Betty Cooper. We changed places for a joke and for her to get a rest." "Do you look exactly alike?" he asked with a smile. "NO! Of course not. We both had surgery to look like each other." Calmly, he took down her statement. "You will investigate? Just talk to her, she'll tell you!" "Certainly." He handed her statement to the detective and the district attorney. "What a load of crap! I've known the snotty brat all her life! Betty Cooper is blonde and a sweet, kind hearted girl! I won't allow her to be dragged in by the Lodge bitch!" said the DA. "Veronica Lodge must be crazy!" "So you think she's insane, then?" Steele asked with a bland smile. "So this is where this is heading! I will not accept an insanity plea at this or any other time. Miss Lodge shot her father three times in cold blood." The detective Sam Zink spoke. "No sense taking chances, though, sir. Juries are funny creatures. I'll do enough to explode any question of 'Mistaken Identity'. Shouldn't be too hard." "Okay, Zink. Any objection councilor?" he asked challengingly. Steve Steele smiled blandly. "Not at all, it would be well to establish just who is on trial here." He rose. "Please let me know your findings. Come, let us talk to my client. I am sure in this area she will answer questions freely." So they listened with obvious disbelief to 'Miss Lodge's' story. Later, a hairdresser examined her scalp. In the meantime, Steel went to talk to Betty Cooper. He found her a beautiful blonde girl with an outgoing, very pleasant personality. He liked her and her parents, who seemed very decent middle class people. Betty got wide eyed. "Ronnie says she's me?" "That's right, Miss Cooper. I take it you don't confirm her story?" he asked with an understanding smile. Betty giggled a little. "Sorry! I am so upset about my oldest friend having killed her father that I'm a little hysterical and now to hear this crazy story -" "So you think the story is crazy?" "Of course!" she laughed. "You will say that in court, as well as what you told me earlier about Mr. Lodge treating his daughter so badly every day - practically driving her insane." 'Betty' smiled and with tears in her eyes replied, "Of course. I will do what I can! She's my best friend since we were babies together." Her mother hugged her. "I know you will, dear. I still can't believe it! Poor Veronica, her father and her used to be so close until Mrs. Lodge died. Then he just... well - changed." Steele scribbled some notes. "You would be willing to testify, Mrs. Cooper, Mr. Cooper?" They nodded. *** "Miss Lodge?" Betty looked up. She was reading Nancy Drew. "Visitor." She went to the visiting room and her eyes lit up. It was Veronica! She would straighten this nightmare out! "Oh, Ronnie, I'm so sorry! I should have made you see a good shrink somehow!" Said 'Betty Cooper'. 'Ronnie' shook her head. "What are you saying?! I'm Betty Cooper! You're Veronica Lodge!" 'Betty' cried. "Your lawyer told us of your delusion." "Delusion, what delusion? I am Betty Cooper! You're Veronica Lodge!" 'Betty' shook her head sadly. "Poor Ronnie! My folks and I will do whatever we can for you at the trial!" Betty screamed! She tried to vault over the glass. "Why, you lying, evil bitch! You want me to go to jail instead of you!" 'Betty' shank away while the guards restrained a maddened 'Veronica'. *** Steele was very pleased when he read the results of the detective's investigations. He had a psychologist talk to his client. The DA did the same. He found out from Miss Lodge's family attorney the state of her finances and promptly sold her story to the magazines and the screen rights to Hollywood agents and it brought in $300,000 with maybe more to come. *** Betty, now dressed in Veronica's best suit and boots, was sitting in the courtroom. She glared murderously at the former Ronnie who smiled blandly back. She listened closely as Smithers, the maid and Mr. Herbert described Veronica's murderous attack on her father. Without any hesitation they picked out 'Veronica' as the one who shot him. "You have no doubts of this?" asked Steele. "Of course not!" each answered in turn. "We've known Miss Lodge all her life." The servants then described the fragile state of her mental health and how her father's hatred made her hate him! Detective Sam Zink presented the physical evidence and 'Veronica's' head started swimming even more. "I found the murder weapon in the accused's purse. Under testing, powder marks were found on her right hand, her cheeks and the clothes she was wearing when arrested." The court was astounded when Steele did not cross-examine him on these points. "I gave you my client's assurance that she was not in fact Miss Veronica Lodge but really Betty Cooper. Did you investigate her claim?" Zink nodded vigorously. "Sure did! The hairdresser woman said she was a natural brunette. Miss Lodge's dental records matched. We took fingerprints from her private safe in her room and they matched the defendant's. No other prints were found in the safe!" 'Veronica' leaped to her feet and screamed at the blonde girl. "So that's why you gave me the combination, you bitch! I'm going to kill you!" She launched herself at 'Betty', who screamed and cowered away. "Order!" yelled the judge. The defendant was restrained. Oddly, Steele was pleased at the outburst. The detective continued. "We found Miss Lodge's diary ('Betty' smiled.) and the handwriting in it matched that of the defendant. Her face was examined by a physician who said it bore no traces of any alleged plastic surgery!" 'Veronica' tried to speak, but Steele stopped her. "You'll get to tell your side of the story, later." She sank back and buried her beautiful face in her hands. She was caught more and more in a nightmare! 'Veronica' listened as Mr. And Mrs. Cooper said they had no doubt that their daughter was their daughter and she had been home all night with them the evening when Mr. Lodge was shot. They also said that Veronica had become very disturbed since she was driving when her mother was killed. 'Betty Cooper' took the stand and cried, saying that it was partly her fault - she should have somehow, some way talked her best friend into seeking help. Steele smiled kindly. "Then you are Miss Betty Cooper and not Veronica Lodge?" The blonde smiled. "I'm afraid so! Just plain old Betty Cooper!" "You lying, evil bitch!" yelled the defendant. "Poor Ronnie!" said Betty sweetly and with tears in her beautiful eyes. "Poor, poor Ronnie!" The jury was very moved. They all knew Betty was the kindest, sweetest girl in town. The DA called the Lodge family solicitor. "Yes, Mr. Lodge disinherited his daughter. I advised him against it. But he was obsessed with revenge and would not listen." "Do you know if he informed his daughter of this?" "Yes, he recounted to me with great relish how much pleasure he had in telling her and how she went crazy with rage and threatened him." "Did he tell anyone else that he had done so, or who he was leaving his money to?" He shook his head. "No, he wanted it to be a big surprise. He left it to the person he thought would do the best for the town and who could be trusted with the money and the power - he left it to Miss Elizabeth Cooper!" The crowded courtroom burst into a buzz of noise! 'Veronica' screamed, "So that's - that's why she did this!" "Not now, tell your story later!" 'Betty' was crying. "Oh, Ronnie, I'm so sorry! No wonder you went crazy! Believe me, I didn't try and take his love and your inheritance from you!" 'Veronica' just laughed hysterically, which the jury noted as they whispered among themselves. The shrinks testified. The prosecution's one said that while disturbed, Miss Lodge was sane and he felt she was lying and made up the story of being Betty Cooper. The defense expert of course said she committed the crime while insane and still was insane in his opinion and needed psychiatric care! "Miss Veronica Lodge, would you please take the stand." "I'm not Veronica!" she yelled. But she went to the witness chair. She was beautifully dressed in a Paris gown from her closet. "Would you tell us your story, Betty?" asked Steve Steele. "Objection to the name of 'Betty'. It has been established beyond any reasonable doubt that the defendant is Miss Veronica Lodge!" "Sustained!" said the Judge, dryly. "You will not refer to the defendant as Betty or Miss Cooper." Steele nodded and smiled knowingly at the jury as if to ask them to share a secret. They were very flattered. "Now then, dear, would you tell the jury your side of the story and how you came to be here?" She took a deep breath and launched her narrative. The jury smiled and looked at each other. She had to be crazy if she thought they'd believe such a fantasy! "Can you explain how your dental records matched those of Veronica Lodge's?" She pointed an accusatory finger at 'Betty' and yelled, "Veronica, the evil bitch, switched them and she planted the diary from my own room! She planned this all along to take my place and frame me for the murder!" 'Betty' burst into tears and her parents comforted her. "So, she had her face surgically changed to match yours?" "YES!" "May it please the court, I would like to place into evidence a medical examination of Miss Cooper for which she was kind enough to volunteer. He turned to 'Betty'. "Thank you!" he said and she smiled back. "You will note that it states that Miss Cooper is a natural blonde and there is no trace of scars and that she had no plastic surgery." "I told you how it happened, Steve! I thought you believed me?" 'Veronica' sobbed. He looked at her with pity. "I do believe you - I believe you think you are telling the truth, Veronica. Tell me, Miss Lodge, if all you say is true, how could 'Betty' be identified as Miss Lodge killing her father if she had surgery and no longer looked like Veronica Lodge and why she had no powder burns on her hands or face and you did?" 'Veronica's' mouth dropped. Why hadn't she thought of this? How had Veronica done it? "I can't," she sobbed. "Veronica, do you still you claim to be Betty Cooper?" "YES!" "The defense rests, your Honor." Later he made an impassioned, brilliant closing speech to the jury about a young woman, destroyed and driven mad by her father turning from love to intolerable hate, who had so wanted to be loved and to be someone else she convinced herself that she was 'Betty Cooper'. Her best friend. It took the jury only four hours to come back with a verdict - not guilty, because of the reason of insanity! "Oh, Ronnie! I am so happy for you!" said Betty. She tried to hug Veronica, who pushed her away. Everyone congratulated Steve Steele for his brilliant defense. The New York media had even sent reporters to the trial, as it was such a sensation. 'Veronica Lodge's' beauty and social position was also a major factor! An hour later, Steele and the person who now knew she would be Veronica Lodge for the rest of her life sat alone in a room. "So, we've won?" she said slowly. He smiled. "Against all the odds, we did. I hope you will forgive me for having you testify like that, but it was our only chance. Now, instead of a miserable lifetime in prison you'll have a year or two in what I have arranged to be a very comfortable mental hospital. I don't know, nor do I wish to know, if you were shamming or sincere. I am your lawyer, not your judge. I do believe that your father got what he asked for. To abandon his daughter after her having an accident that killed her mother was the act of a deranged monster. If you didn't go crazy it would be a miracle! Some more advise. Don't be cured too quickly. Let them do it. Don't be violent, be passive, listen carefully and come to a cure gradually." "Thank you," she sighed. This also helped her to understand the original Veronica's monstrous acts! Impulsively, she kissed him passionately and he flushed crimson but returned the kiss. He had done a bad thing. He had fallen in love with his beautiful client. Underneath the real or feigned madness, he was convinced, was a loving and warm woman that her father had destroyed. He had never met anyone who combined such beauty and elegance with what he was convinced was a loving heart! "I hope you won't mind if I visit you from time to time?" he asked. She kissed him again. She, too, had fallen in love with her rescuer. Archie now seemed such a callow boy and so far away. He hadn't even visited her! "Please do! I hope the straight jackets there are at least from Paris or Milan!" He laughed. He had a chance with her, the most beautiful woman he had ever met! He hoped she could be cured. That flash of humor was promising. He grinned again. The Lodge trial had certainly made him. He would now be on the short list of criminal attorneys! EPILOGUE Betty Cooper enjoyed being loved and popular. So she didn't change her outgoing and charming personality. She became less bitter toward 'Veronica' as she felt the girl had suffered during the trial and being locked away, besides, from what had come out of the trial it seemed probable that she had not stolen her former father's affection deliberately, but that old man Lodge had needed someone to cling to and also someone to use to vent his spite on Veronica. Curious, she visited 'Miss Lodge' and ironically they became friendly. The new Betty could not decide though if 'Veronica' now thought of herself as the original under treatment. Betty continued to date Archie. He was no top of the line kind of man, but she did love him. Veronica Lodge was released as cured in eighteen months. She married Steve Steele right afterwards. It was a magnificent wedding in New York. She asked Betty Cooper to be her maid of honor. Betty was surprised, but was flattered and agreed. Veronica did well in New York, being a celebrity and very beautiful. Her devoted husband made a million dollars a year. Between her trust fund and the money she still had after her attorney fees were paid from the sale of her life story to the movies and magazines, she was well off in her own right. She made an excellent mother, despite having nannies. Betty Cooper was devoted to her parents and soon after probate she bought them a very nice house in the best area of Riverdale. They all lived happily. After college, Betty and Archie to the surprise of no one got married. His parents were very relieved. They had always worried he would marry that selfish bitch Veronica! Veronica Steele was the Matron of Honor! The town was a little shocked, but after all, they were life long friends and Veronica Steele had been cured and had led a blameless life since being released! Betty decided she would oversee the operations of Lodge Industries and put Archie in a high sales position. No one could help but like Archie. The people of Riverdale were glad that sweet Betty was in charge as she refused to downsize the factory on which the prosperity of the town depended. From time to time Betty teased her husband about Veronica and how she had led him around by the nose! The redhead would get red in the face and stutter, but wisely told his wife that she was beautiful and that he loved only her. They had four kids and Betty's parents came to live with them after being alone in the house she'd got them became intolerable. Betty loved them very much and she was crazy about being part of such a close and loving family. The End