CHAPTER ONE

The post breakup interaction between a former couple is hard enough, but the fact that your ex just also happens to be not only your best friend's friend but also his roommate makes it a little bit harder. Hence why I have sat in the apartment that Piz and Wallace share in complete silence for fifteen minutes with Piz while I wait for Wallace to show his ass.

"So…umm how was your internship with the FBI?" Piz finally stammered out.

"It was good, gain a lot of experience." I could feel the tension rising in the room. It was the first time that Piz and I had spoken since I broke up with him before I left for my internship at the FBI and he left for his in New York. It was awkward to say the least, but what made it more awkward was the fact that apparently Piz was under the impression that I broke up with him because of the distance and that he seemed to be under the impression that their was a chance for us to reunite. I on the other hand knew there wasn't a chance at all.

"That's good…I'm not sure what's keeping Wallace. Do you know why he needed you?" Piz was obviously trying to make an effort. I felt bad he was a nice guy but there was no passion with him unlike…..

"Sorry I know I'm late, but the ladies they just can't stay away." Wallace said as he rushed through the door.

"And what ladies would these be?" I stated glad to have Wallace in the room to clear the tension. "And may I ask what was so important that you made me wake up on Friday the day I don't have classes?"

"I have this project for one of my classes?"

"What class is it Wallace and what do I have to do?"

"It's for my sociology class and it's an experiment."

"I'm not going to get electrocuted or anything am I?" I leaned back into the chair.

"No, nothing like that, we just have to stay in a room with two other people for the whole weekend, while someone observes our interactions with each other and only each other." Wallace spoke so fast I could barely understand him.

"Ok wait a minute so all I have to do is be in a room with you and two other people for the weekend, no electric shocks or anything?"

"Right."

I was never one to do experiments but I knew that Wallace was counting on me; he had that pleading look on his face. What could I do but agree to help him out.

"Alright but you owe me."

"Alright now that everyone is here, we can start the introduction. For those of you who don't know I am Dr. Malcolm Parson and I the professor for Sociology 200. You have all agreed to partake in this experiment, some of you are getting class credit for it others have been dragged here by you friends; either way I hope that you all enjoy this weekend and learn something new. As you have noticed we are in an old wing of one of the dorm buildings, you will all be broken into groups of four where you will be video recorded and on a daily basis questioned about your interactions with each other. The point of this experiment is to see what the interactions of people are when placed in a room together where they are not allowed to leave and are in constant contact with one another. Does everyone understand?" Dr. Parson waited for a response. "I'll take you silence as a yes."

"Alright now to break up into groups I will call two students from my class and they with the lovely volunteer they brought will be told what room to enter for their lovely stay. Alight group one Christian and Samson you are in room 204…"

I stopped listening because I felt like I was being watched but I didn't know by who or where they were. I attempted to get the thought out of my mind by wondering what the other two people I would be sharing a lovely room with would be like.

"Fennel and Donners, room 213."

Donners? I knew that last name but it was from years ago and the likely hood that that person was the same as this student was one in a million.

"V, come one." Wallace took me out of my thoughts and dragged me towards our room. I stopped mid way because I couldn't believe my eyes. "Logan? What are you doing here man?" Wallace said shaking Logan's hand.

"I got dragged into this by my friend. Veronica, how are you?" Logan said his piercing eyes looking at me.

But before I could answer, a brunette pushed her way over towards us. I couldn't believe my eyes.

"Well, well Veronica Mars." The girl narrowed her eyes at me. "What a surprise."

"Mackenzie Donners." I said biting my lip.

This weekend should be interesting.