Veronica Mars Fan fic:
A/N: This is my first fan fic, so it's probably really bad. This story is the episode of the Senior Year school trip, I think it's weird they didn't do an episode of this and so I've done it instead. Its right after the episode where Veronica is accused of stealing the trip money, and there maybe spoilers of that episode, so just warning you. Veronica's thoughts (which would be the voiceovers in the show) are in bold. There isn't a lot of LoVe at the beginning, but I will work it in along the course of the story.
Disclaimer: Unfortunately I don't own Veronica Mars; all rights go to Rob Thomas and the CW or whatever company it is now. If I owned it, there would be a movie or season 4 already.
Chapter 1:
"Well, it's another new day, which means another day with the class of jackasses that call themselves my classmates. Well, I suppose Wallace isn't a jackass, or Mac, or even Weevil? There was even a time when I thought Logan had stopped being a jackass, but he's now returned to the elite of the class of the jackasses."
Veronica sighs as she gets up from her bed, puts on the outfit she had organised the night before (Just a tad OCD Veronica?) And walks into the kitchen where her P.I for a father is sitting there with a complete builder's breakfast; several helpings of bacon, sausages, scrambled eggs and toast which has ridiculous amounts of butter on it.
"So when the doctor says your cholesterol is high, you eat this mountain of fat?" she says glaring at her father with a smile and pulling the plate away from him before scraping it into the rubbish and putting a bowl of muesli in front of her father.
"So you caught me," he says "but do you really have to feed me rabbit food?" he finishes before pushing the bowl away getting up from his seat and kissing his daughter on the forehead and grabbing his briefcase off the island, that separated the kitchen and the living room, and heading towards the door.
"And where do you think you're going? You've left your rabbit food untouched?" Veronica smirks.
"And I'd love to bring it with me, but it would spill all over my car and I have to leave for a meeting with Cliff." He smiles, "Have a nice day sweetie; you're going to magic mountain right? Don't puke in Le Baron, as I just got it cleaned for you." He said smirking, like he knew something that Veronica Mars, the knower of everyone's business didn't.
"Thank you father, for that kind word of advice, but I know you were just trying to throw me off your track. A meeting with Cliff? A likely story, when does Cliff ever get up before 9?" she said before getting up to say goodbye, " See you later dad, have fun with Cliff, no digging up dirt on rich jackasses just for kicks?" she smirks before Keith Mars smiles and opens the door to their apartment and leaves.
"Digging up dirt on rick jackasses? Who are you kidding? That's your job Veronica, I mean you've done it countless times" she thinks before also leaving their humble abode, locking up, walking around the sparkling pool, and getting in her car or rather her pride and joy and driving to Neptune High.
"Damn, girl" Wallace says, noticing her tight jeans and Hollister cami top, "Are you going to magic mountain with a guy?" he says admiringly as Veronica gets out of her pride and joy, Le Baron, "Or is this a treat for me?" He finishes before Veronica kicks him in the ass.
"Wallace, I know it may escape your memory at times but you have a girlfriend, the SWEEEEETEST girl in school? Remember." She says before slapping the back of his head and muttering 'Oh crap' realising that his gaze was not on Jane, the sweetest girl in school, but on Jackie, the girl who was evidently the real object of his desires. Veronica shoots a sympathetic look at the unusually quiet Jackie as she drags Wallace towards Jane before Jane realises what Veronica had just realised, and the three walk inside, whilst Jackie is left standing there alone in the Neptune High car park wondering when everything started going wrong in her life before shrugging her shoulders and walking into the building with her head held high ignoring the taunts.
Inside the home of the Neptune Pirates, Veronica left the loved up couple that is Wallace and Jane and walked to her locker, all the time wondering,
Why can't Wallace make up his mind? I can guarantee that in five minutes him and Jane will be making out right beside me, as he attempts to go to his locker, but by the end of the day he'll be gazing at Jackie yet again...
Veronica opens her locker and puts her homework inside and before she has a chance to shut her locker, a certain jackass does it for her.
"Lemme guess, you need a favour?" she says sighing heavily before turning to face the jackass of the century.
"Oh, now when you say it like that, it sounds like you don't even want to help me?" Logan smiles at the petite blonde, as he leans against the neighbouring locker.
"Really? Did it? Sorry" she says sarcastically with a shrug of the shoulders and a raise of the eyebrows before going round Logan and walking to homeroom, but he caught her arm before she could get far, and spun her round to face him.
Looking into his eyes, Veronica remembered what she'd felt last year when he had rescued her, but instead of acting on her emotions, she simply coughed and looked at the point in her arm where Logan was holding her, before quickly looking at him and looking at her arm again, trying to forget the moment they had just had, leave it Veronica he doesn't like you like that. Logan instantly dropped his hand to his side and after trying to shake off what had just happened he continued,
"Erm, I've lost my phone, you know the one I keep to call people on?" he says returning to his normal cocky self. "And I was wond...." but before he can continue Veronica has pulled the silver trustworthy device that she knows is Logan's life out of her trusty messenger bag.
In response to the puzzled look on Logan's face, Veronica explains,
"You left it at the slushee stand at the winter carnival." She says as she tries handing it over and simply lifts her head and pushes her hair behind her ear and flashes an 1000-watt smile at him as he smirks and says,
"Oh yes, I believe it was the liquid evil slushee I purchased." He smiles at the mischievous Mars.
"No!" Veronica says with mock frustration, "We were all out, remember? You wanted one that turned your tongue blue. Honestly Logan, I think you're losing your memory," she says with a trademark smile and another raise of the eyebrows.
"Well Veronica, I gotta hand it to you, you're not losing your Detective skills, this is defiantly your calling." He smiles before seeing a slim, young blonde who looked out of place in the rowdy senior corridors, "And there goes my calling," he says jumping up and with a little skip running after the girl.
Veronica laughed and as she watched a happy Logan run off, it pleased her that she wasn't too jealous of this young blonde.
But deep down, was she jealous? Damn right she was, but Veronica Mars wasn't about to admit that to herself, and this headstrong blonde walked straight towards the office to have a word with Clemmons, her favourite person in the whole of Neptune High,
Chapter 2:
After making a quick stop at the office, and overhearing something that made her blood boil, the last thing Veronica Mars wanted to do was walk into homeroom, but there she was; walking into homeroom. She sits in her usual place next to Wallace, and slumps down in her seat, and folds her arms as she glares at a certain, perky, switched-at-birth, pep squad member.
"Now Veronica, don't take it out on the nice chair, it never did anything to you," Wallace says with a grin trying to get Veronica to laugh, but when she doesn't, he sees something is wrong. "Hey, cheer up, we're going to magic mountain in an hour," he says playfully punching her in the arm.
But all Veronica does is growl and say, "We're not going to Magic Mountain Wallace, somehow we got enough money for..." but she is cut short by Mr Wu,
"Veronica Mars, do you not care for your senior school trip?"
"With this class?" She says pointing around the crowded room, "Erm... Do you really want me to answer that?" she replies sassily to the man who was about to be the bearer of bad news to those classmates who were consider lower than middle class.
"Miss Mars, anymore of that cheek and you'll be kept behind today, whilst the rest of the senior year enjoys this." He says as he opens the presentation that should be displaying a bright purple sign with white gothic lettering saying, 'Magic Mountain', but instead displays a Royal Blue coloured sign with elaborate gold lettering, saying, 'Prince's Yachts." And in the background there is possibly the largest yacht ever, and before those who were not born into the privileges of the 09er zip code could shout out in disbelief, Madison Sinclair, the perky, switched-at-birth, pep squad member jumps up from her seat and exclaims to a shocked homeroom, "Welcome to our senior trip!" but before Veronica Mars can go up to Madison and slap her in the face for flaunting her wealth even more than usual, Wallace holds her back as Madison explains what happened,
"When I told my daddy, that we wouldn't be sailing off the coast of Neptune, like all of us had set our hearts on, he did the best he could and ordered the best yacht available, on board we'll be treated like Princes and Princesses." She finishes flashing a smile to everyone before taking a seat once more.
Mr Wu stands up in amazement and says to the class, "Well I think you should all be very grateful to Madison and how about a massive thank you on the count of three, 1, 2..." but Madison cut in once more, just trying to get that little scratch off her squeaky clean image by proclaiming that she didn't need a thank you.
Well that's good Madison Sinclair, cos you sure as hell won't be getting one from me.
The rest of homeroom passed as normal or as normally as it could, and Veronica Mars was itching to get up and leave, but she knew she couldn't leave Wallace or Mac on this journey to hell. Mr Wu was oblivious to the fact that the amount of money you had would divide people on this trip and the only teacher with them would be sitting at the free bar on the yacht also oblivious to this and how successfully Madison Sinclair had insured that she got her own way and the rest of those who didn't live up to her standards were miserable. And so as soon as Mr Wu gave them permission to leave, she jumped at the chance and ran, she had to find a place to just calm down and refrain from killing Madison Sinclair, because as sure as she was that the judge and everyone at Neptune High would thank her, her parents would press charges as sure as eggs is eggs.
But speak of the devil, and she'll appear, and sure enough as Veronica tried to get through the mass of outraged and overjoyed people, she was pulled over by Madison Sinclair.
"What's wrong Veronica? I thought you'd love this, I mean your boyfriend, Oops, I mean ex boyfriend loved yachts so much he bought one to sail away into the sunset in, without you," Madison giggles with a glare. Before it gets too much Veronica tries to escape her by walking swiftly into the corridor, but once again, she's pulled back by Madison, except this time she expected it. Instead of just turning around and facing Madison, Veronica's hand connected with Madison's face, and before she knew what was happening Madison's hand had connected with Veronica's face. Fighting to hold back tears, Veronica turned and left, heading straight for the only place of solitude in Neptune High; the girl's bathroom.
A certain jackass had seen the fight and whilst Dick and Beaver had been laughing at the miniature cat fight that had just erupted, Logan's eyes were kept on the small, petite blonde, smelling of Promises, walking purposefully towards the girl's bathroom, he followed her and just had time to see her put a memorable Out of Order sign on the door, before she disappeared inside and confirmed his suspicions.
One thing is always certain in my life, Veronica thought as she sat in the furthest cubicle from the door, wiping her tears on the toilet paper, Madison Sinclair is the number 1 bitch at Neptune High. But before Veronica had time to take out her problems on the cubicle door in front of her, the door to the bathroom was opened cautiously, and suddenly Veronica had the feeling that someone hadn't just ignored the sign, she had the feeling that someone was looking for her, and that was never good news. Especially if that person didn't come in and call her name, that meant they were trying to sneak in. But surely they know by now, no one can get past me, Veronica smiled as she prepared herself for whatever was on the other side of the toilet doors.
Logan had waited till everyone had gone to their first and only class of the day, before they headed out on the yacht of dreams or whatever crap Madison had called it, before he had approached the girls' bathroom. He pushed the door open slowly, attempting to do it so quietly that Veronica wouldn't hear but Veronica, with the ears of a bat was way ahead of him. Seeing she wasn't by the sink, and that all the toilet cubicles' doors were closed, he assumed she was in there. One by one he pushed the doors open, until he got to the last cubicle. He listened and heard nothing, he checked the engaged sign, the door was unlocked, but where else could Veronica be? He pushed the door open hoping to find her safe, when what felt like a million watts was forced through his body and he found himself tumbling backwards and knocking his head on the tiles before slumping to the ground and then the world went dark.
"OH MY GOD!" Veronica cried when she realised that the person she had just tazered wasn't some criminal trying to kidnap her, but instead it was Logan!
Crap what do I do? Erm.
Veronica ran around the bathroom wildly trying to figure out what to do. She grabbed a plastic cup from the water fountain by the door and filled it with cold water before running over to Logan.
"Damn it Logan, why couldn't you just come in and call out my name? Like any other normal person," she sighed frantically whilst checking his pulse. "Good you're still alive," and before she could think about any consequences she chucked the water in the plastic at Logan's face and over his probably-very-expensive shirt and t-shirt combo.
He woke up spluttering, "What the hell Veronica?" he said as he stood up and tried to turn around to see Veronica, but all he could see was a petite blonde crouched down by the wall with her head in her hands.
"Hey, Veronica? I didn't mean it, it's just I don't know why you tazered me." He said before sitting down beside her and hesitating before putting his arm around her and giving her a quick squeeze.
"What's up?" he says attempting to sound relaxed and calm, everything that Veronica was not at the moment.
"This day is the worst ever, not only do I have to go on a yacht with people I despise; I have to go on the yacht." Veronica sniffles.
"I'm sorry which yacht is the yacht?" Logan interrupts, trying to get some answers from the girl who had dumped him and then gotten back together with Duncan, his best friend.
"Duncan's yacht. The yacht Madison hired, is the exact same one that Duncan chose to escape from Neptune on, she did it on purpose, cos she can't stand other people being happy. And then when I come to try and calm down, I nearly kill you." She says wiping her face and shooting an apologetic smile at the big friendly jackass.
"I wouldn't say kill me, maybe cause severe brain damage, but not kill me," Logan says trying to add a little humour to the situation, "You wanna hug it out?" Logan asks trying to be as helpful as possible.
"Erm okay?" Veronica questions, wondering if Logan is being truly serious.
And he was, as he stood up, he gave her his hand, and she used it to pull herself up. As soon as she was standing, Logan gave her a hug, smelling the perfume he had loved and feeling her lay her head against his soggy t-shirt, before letting her go and smiling at her with his movie star teeth.
Then the bell for the end of the first lesson went, they had five minutes to get out without being seen together to the coach where they were then being taken to the harbour. They turned and smiled at each other,
"Do you remember last year, when we made out on those sinks an...?" Logan starts with a smirk.
"Out!" Veronica yells pushing him towards the door with a stubborn look in her eyes.
And as Logan checked the coast was clear and ran outside, he yelled, "See you on the coach Ronnie."
Veronica was left standing there smiling back at him before also leaving and heading to the car park.
As she shook her hair, smoothed down her top and walked into the lunch area, she looked ahead at the boy who had once been her psychotic enemy.
For a moment there it was as if Logan and I were friends...
As Veronica met Wallace, Mac and Jane out front she noticed a certain group of people were missing, people such as the PCHers and other people who lived on the wrong side of the tracks. All except Weevil who seemed happy to come on the trip, although Veronica expected those reasons were free food and the chance to taunt all the 09ers.
"Looks like Madison got her way, all the people she hates have skipped the trip, well that is except me and Weevil" She says smiling at Jane and Wallace and Mac, "So, why are we going on this trip, Wallace?" she says with her "There better be a good reason before I kill you," look, before flashing him a smile that confirms the look.
"Because Veronica you need to mature and forget about her, let's make memories," he says flashing Veronica a smile that said "Beat that Super fly," before putting his arm around Jane and getting onto the coach.
Soon enough, only Mac and Veronica were left in the car park, standing in front of the doors to the coach, staring at the 50 something year old driver who had the look of a constipated squirrel.
"I swear that boy is like a male version of Oprah." Veronica sighs heavily as she sees him wave them onto the coach.
"You ready to do this?" Mac says, still staring at the coach.
"Bring it on sista!" Veronica yells with a grin, turning to Mac, and playfully punching her on the arm and getting on the coach.
During the twenty minute ride to the harbour, I don't know why I expected Madison Sinclair to just sit down and be quiet, because of course she had to make a speech.
"Okay, so it seems like some people have bailed on the class trip, but that doesn't mean we won't have fun." Madison grins, "The yacht will leave at midday, and we'll be back at midnight. Don't worry, the school checked with all your parents and they agreed it was fine. So let's make this last few months count." And as she puts the on board microphone down, the coach erupts into laughter and talking immediately. But Veronica is too pissed to even try and talk to Mac;
12 whole hours? With people I hate, seriously God, why? Why do you hate me? Who agreed to this? Oh yes, dear old Papa Bear...
Sitting in the comfortable leather chairs, on a coach only 09ers would pick for a 20 minute ride, Veronica Mars was planning her best line of attack, as she was about to pick up her phone it started to ring, looking at the caller ID Veronica sighed before accepting to call,
"Why hello dear Old Papa Bear. Question; why did you agree to let me spend 12 hours with people I hate on a yacht of all things." She says down the phone in mock happiness.
"Ah sweet child of mine, I think you are overreacting, anyway I am currently about to fly to Florida, with Cliff, some new information has come up concerning my adultery case, I need to get out to Florida, but I'll be back in 3 days, have fun on your trip!" he says and as Veronica tries to interrupt he hangs up. She slumps in her chair with a look of amazement on her face and scoffs.
Mac sits there with a blank expression on her face before smirking and saying,
"Sounds like dear Old Papa Bear just hung up on ya. Tofu?" she adds and offers Veronica another one of her Vegan snacks.
Chapter 3:
As soon as they reached the harbour, Veronica was ready to shoot her brains all over the windows of the expensive coach. The pep squad had just started singing songs and oh dear god it was painful, she turned round in her seat to try and catch a glimpse of Wallace and raise her eyebrows at him, but he was too busy making out with Jane to notice her, but as Veronica turned around to speak to Mac, and retort to Mac over Wallace's lovey dovey behaviour, a certain jackass catches her eye and smiles, so like the polite little girl she was brought up to be, she smiles back before turning once more to Mac and continuing their conversation.
Maybe this trip won't be too bad...
And as if that was the cue, the coach pulled up and opened the doors, and at the end of the stunning, white fleet of yachts, was possibly the King of all yachts. In true outcast fashion, Mac and Veronica were the last two to get off the coach, however, Beaver who had obviously been given "special" permission to be there was waiting for her and as she got off the coach she turned to Veronica and smiled a quick sorry, as she took Cassidy's hand and walked towards the yacht.
Oh great, alone again, what was I thinking this is the trip for couples and I am possibly the only girl without a date, well maybe one of two girls...
Jackie had just driven up after deciding that this was her senior trip too and she deserved it, so as she parked her car and walked up to Mr Wu, all eyes were on her. Especially Madison's who seemed as if she was trying to burn a hole in Jackie's silk blouse. As she approached Mr Wu and explained she had missed the bus and was ready for a sailing adventure on the Pacific Ocean with the rest of her terrific classmates, Madison practically fainted.
Mr Wu stood on an upturned champagne crate, obviously rubbish from one of the many luxurious yachts, and started his speech.
"In true Senior Year fashion, I will not be there to chaperone you on the boat, I will however, be following behind in a smaller yacht and on board there is the Captain, and the crew as well as 5 bodyguards, so you will be perfectly safe." He says with a smile, before getting off the upturned crate and walking towards one of the much smaller yachts near the start of the pier and as soon as he was in his yacht, a horn was blasted and from the yacht of dreams, or whatever Madison liked to call it, came a gang plank coming down automatically to overly eager pep squad members. Madison got to the 'room where they spin the wheel thingy' as she so correctly described it as quick as she could and before Mac, Veronica, Wallace, Jane and Weevil had even got on the boat, an annoying voice rang out over the PA system,
"Hey friends and classmates, like I said on the coach this trip is where we make our memories, okay? So at 1pm, there will be lunch and then you have 4 hours of free time before a special treat. We're going to have.... our very own private unofficial dance!" she yelled to the screams of teenage girls and the groans of their boyfriend's. "The dance starts at 5, but there is a special wardrobe for the boys and girls to pick out dresses in every style, size, shape and colour and so at 4, you have an hour to get ready. Then from 5- midnight, you get to dance, sing, eat, and whatever else," she smirked into the microphone, "So let's have fun!" she said before switching off the PA system and leaving the room.
Veronica stood there in shock; Not only do I have to come on this trip, I have to go to a dance, and I have no date, perfect, just perfect.
As if he was reading her thoughts, Logan came down the gangplank to her and said, "Don't worry, I don't have a date either,"
"Aw poor you, never mind I'm sure some lonely, freshly dumped, bottle blonde 09er will need a rebound." She smiles before patting him on the arm and going to join Wallace who before turning to face Veronica glared at Logan, who was currently standing on the gangplank, leaning against the railing, before seeing Wallace and raising his hands up in defence and getting on the yacht, pushing past an equally confused Wallace and trying to find Dick.
Something was up with Logan Echolls, and Wallace was sure it was that he was still hung up on Veronica.
Ok, now to find Mac, Veronica sighed as she scanned the deck searching for Mac, before finding her sitting with Cassidy, kissing like there was no tomorrow. Fine then, erm Wallace? Veronica hoped, but he too was occupied with his love life, and so after finding no one on deck who could accompany her, Veronica went down stairs and sat in the yacht's bar/ballroom. It wasn't massive, but it was enough room for the 40 people there. To the back of the yacht there were two small bedrooms, like on Duncan's boat. The smaller room on Duncan's boat had been for Lilly and all her toys, and the other had been for him and all his photos, of all the things he missed. Then there was also a large bathroom. But on this boat, the smaller bedroom was full of tuxedos, and the larger one full of dresses. Veronica shut the doors and went and sat at the empty bar. She sees two of the five security guards, one near the bar, and the other at the entrance where she had come in. As the one nearest moved, she saw the 2 gun holsters he had. On the trip to Magic Mountain, there would have been 5 unarmed teachers, why need 5 armed security guards and a teacher following behind? But Veronica pushed that to the back of her mind and asked the bartender for a Coca Cola. She heard a gruff voice behind her go, "Make that two," before laying down a crisp $20 note.
"Ah Weevil! I was wondering when you would grace me with your presence," Veronica said as she thanked the bartender with a smile and a nod and pulled her hair into a ponytail, "So c'mon Weevil, spit it out, why did you decide to find me, what do you need me to do now?" she says swivelling around on her seat to face the shaven headed biker, who was one of the few people who could stand her sarkiness without retorting with a bitchy comment.
"I don't need a favour; I just wanted a drink with you. Do you realise in the 2 years we've known each other the only time I've spent with you outside school was either when you were tutoring me or when we was working on a case." He pointed out to her before saying, "So I think I'm entitled to one drink, and maybe a dance later?" He said winking at her.
"Ooh Weevil, you drive a hard bargain, but yes I will dance with you later, as you'll probably be the only person who wants to dance with me," Veronica sighed, looking at the bubbles quickly rising to the surface in her Coke.
"What d'ya mean? The only person; Wallace will dance with you." Weevil said smiling at her.
"Yeah, but that's a pity dance," she says sighing, looking at the bubbles even more intently.
"Well I can think of one person who would want to dance with you,"
"Me too, but he's kinda missing or on the run or something, so i think it might be hard for him to get here in time? Don't cha think?" she says, swivelling around once more and cocking an eyebrow at him.
"I didn't mean Duncan, V, I meant someone else." Weevil said as he got up to leave.
"Then who did you mean?" Veronica, suddenly sitting upright, asked with urgency as Weevil walked away from her. When he got to the stairs he turned around and said two words.
"Logan Echolls." He said before turning and retreating up the stairs, as several people came down for lunch, leaving Veronica gob-smacked and completely puzzled.
Logan Echolls was at the front of the boat, currently drinking from the whiskey jar he had snuck on board. It was approaching 2pm and they had just finished lunch which had been fairly uneventful except for when Dick had spilt his drink down Shelley Pomroy's top and when he was asked why he went, "I think her boobs would make great senior memories." Even replaying the event in his mind made Logan laugh. He looked out on the sparkling blue sea that looked inviting, but if you lived on the Californian coast, you'd know that it was freezing. He had two hours before the dance, "that's enough time to just sit here and do nothing" he thought to himself, before pulling up a sun-lounger and lying down on it, it was facing towards the direction they had just sailed from, Neptune was just a tiny strip of land,
"We must be going really fast, how far out do they plan on going?" he thought, with just a hint of worry, before dismissing it from his mind and turning his sun-lounger towards the sun, well that was the point of it wasn't it? He thought as he closed his eyes and tried to catch 30 winks... or was it 40?
After apologizing several times to Cassidy, for stealing Mac, Veronica had told her best friend that they were going to sunbathe whether she liked it or not...
"But Veronica it's freezing," Mac complained.
"No it's not, look, there's Madison Sinclair and that lot in bikinis, and I think you can manage slipping into the pairs of shorts I brought for you and me." She says chucking a pair of grey exercise shorts at her friend.
"Question; why did you bring these?" Mac questions her OCD friend.
"In case, if I threw up on my jeans I didn't want to have to wear them all day, and I brought some for you in case the same thing happened to you, cos' I'm that good a friend." She said squealing like the girls on pep squad, "Now come up to the front of the boat and lets catch us some rays. It's more secluded round there, but you get a lot of rays." She said dragging Mac with her, just like Lilly always used to do with Veronica. Lilly would be at college now, probably with all the boys wrapped round her little finger, Veronica thought as she used all her might to drag Mac to the front of the boat. God, Lilly would've loved a trip like this...
They looked around cautiously and after seeing there were no boys hanging around, they whipped of their jeans and put their shorts on and soaked up the rays, on this slightly-colder-than-usual day. As Mac smiled closed her eyes and put her iPod earphones in, Veronica smiled, and was content with the fact she had at least one girlfriend she could count on. Then she rolled up her top so her tummy was showing and closed her eyes and listened to her iPod. It mightn't be as radical as some of the guy's ideas, but it was one of those times when Veronica could sit back and relax and pretend that all the hardships she'd gone through over the past 2 and a half years were just bad dreams, and that was exactly what a senior girl like Veronica Mars and Mac Mackenzie needed.
Just round the corner, Logan was waking up from his 30 or 40 winks. He rubbed his eyes and walked to the front of the boat. He stood and stared out at the ocean sitting up on the rail. One slip and he'd be sleepin' with the fishies or whatever it was Italian Mobsters said. As he turned his head, a familiar, cute, petite blonde caught his eye and her red highlights friend. He sees how peaceful she looks "catching the rays" with her flat tummy already looking a slight shade of brown. As if on cue, Veronica starts to wake and seems to be struggling at first to determine who the silhouette is in front of her before it finally dawns on her.
"Jesus Logan, how long have you been standing there," she says rolling down her top and crossing her arms and frowning at him, "Are you like my own personal stalker?"
"Ok, you got me," He says throwing his hands up in the air, "I was here wondering what factor sun cream do you use, cos' you sure brown easily," he smiles before moving away from the rail and leaning against the cabin the sun-loungers were in front of.
"Oh hahaha Logan, you're so funny," she laughs as she moves away from her sun-lounger and to the head of the boat, where the railings meet. She stands there, cocking her head to the left and watching, the sun glisten against the water. She remembered when her, Lilly, Duncan and Logan had taken the Kanes' boat off the coast of Neptune and spend the whole day messing around in the water. Lilly was grounded for taking the boat, but no one could ground Lilly for long and she was out and about in a day. Veronica smiled at just one of the several moments the fab four had shared before everything went downhill.
"What cha thinking about Mars? Having your own little Titanic moment?" Logan whispered loudly in her ear as he came up behind her. "Here, I'll try and make it better," Logan said before she could answer, pulling her arms out like Kate Winslet had in the movie, before slipping his arms around her waist. She giggled like a 9th grader, before pushing Logan a little and climbing up onto the railings; one foot on the left one, one on the right one and screaming
"I'm the queen of the world!" she said before jumping and twisting down to be face to face with Logan. "There you go Logan, that's my Titanic moment done and dusted." She said smirking at him, dusting her hands together, before sliding past him and asking,
"So picked up any bimbos yet?" she asks with a grin.
Instead of picking an argument with her Logan simply goes,
"Well it wouldn't be any good even if I had. Apparently, Madison expects all the boys, to not only slow dance like normal but also do this old timey thing, like a really slow waltz." He said putting his hand on his neck and pacing up and down, "And I don't how or rather I don't remember, it's been a while since I was dragged against my will to some sort of fancy function." He said smiling sadly as he remembers the ones his mom would drag him to.
Seeing the sad look on his face, and desperate to lighten the mood, Veronica offers with a smile,
"I'll go over the steps with you if you want?" she says before promptly running over and dragging him to where she was standing.
"Firstly, put your right hand on the girl's waist and then with the left hold her hand up and then step forward on the right," she says guiding him through, "then step sideway to the left and back on your right and turn slightly." She says before going through it again slowly. There was one thing to be said about Logan Echolls, he was a fast learner, soon enough he was waltzing Veronica around the deck. She hopped over to her bag and brought out some speakers, setting the volume low and selecting a slow song. She joined him and they started to waltz, him occasionally turning her and twisting her into him and out again, making her laugh continuously, before she noticed the time.
"Crap, Logan, I have to go get a dress, its 4! And you need a tux for your bottle blonde bimbo," she said winking at him whilst chucking the speakers in her bag and shaking Mac awake. They both smiled as they ran for the room, and Logan chuckled as he tossed his green and white striped shirt over his shoulder and sauntered off towards the guy's room.
Chapter 4:
"So how was Leo?" Mac asked as they walked round to the front of the boat,
"Who?" Veronica asked with a puzzled look on her face, wondering why her friend would be asking how her ex-boyfriend ex-sheriff was.
"Y'know, You're Kate, he's Leo, I wasn't asleep you know," she says in response to the smiling open mouth on Veronica's face, as she finally caught on who Mac meant by 'Leo', before jumping out of the way to avoid Veronica's attack and running towards the door which led into the girls' room.
Those seated around the dance floor turned their heads to the two girls, expecting it to be someone of the pep squad or a cheerleader, not Veronica Mars and her pal Mac, two of the least preppy, giggly girls in school.
But as soon as the two got in there they realised something; there wasn't a lot of choice. They could either dress as the sluts the rest of the 09ers liked to dress as, or they could choose from 3 other dresses; a black one, a red one and a cotton candy pink one. As Mac made a snatch for the black one, before sighing,
"You snooze you lose Mars," and going into the bathroom to change. Veronica realised she had a choice to make; the cotton candy one she would've chosen if Lilly hadn't died or the red one that Lilly wished Veronica would have worn when Lilly herself was still alive. Smiling to herself and determined to make the right choice this time around she snatched up the strapless, red prom dress and took it into the bathroom where she changed into it, applied black eyeliner with smears of black eye shadow across the lids of her eyes and bright red lip-gloss, she walked out in her flip flops before turning and picking a pair of patent black high heels, after slipping them on and chucking the flip flops in her bag, she walked out the door and up onto the deck, where she'd agreed she'd meet Mac, Wallace, Weevil and Jane.
As Veronica looked around she could see she was the only one up on the deck. She walked to the back of the boat and as she looked out at the clear empty water, with nothing around for miles except an odd pointed rock, she thought something was going wrong on this boat;
Why are we so far out? And 2. Where the hell is Mr Wu and his boat?!
Veronica breathed quickly for a few minutes pacing up and down trying to think of something to explain it and let her have a good time, Neptune was a small town, it's already had all the excitement available, nothing's going to happen, Mr Wu probably just had to go back to shore to get something she said looking at the thin strip of land in the distance that she was sure was Neptune.
So as she turned round from the railing she saw Mac emerge from the cabin/ballroom. Her dress was full length and black with a red swirly pattern on the corset. Veronica blinked rapidly, trying to think of a time when her friend hadn't been wearing jeans before smiling and asking,
"Wow, if this is what you're wearing for the pre-prom, then I wonder what you'll wear to the actual prom," she says raising her eyebrows as Cassidy came out in a smart black tux and wrapped his arms around Mac's waist. Veronica closed her eyes as the make out session began and shook her head as she walked over to a set of benches overlooking the ocean. She felt a tap on her shoulder, and turned around to see a smartly dressed Wallace in front of her and just as she was about to say how dashing he looked, she realised what was coming...
"Oh Wallace, please God no!" she says covering her ears and waiting for the tux speech.
"Yeah girl you know it. When I put on a tux, I make James Bond look like Cletus the slack jawed yokel." He says pulling on his collars and sauntering over to the bench, where Jane had just snuck over to. He gave her blusher covered cheeks a kiss, before eyeing her outfit. She was wearing a floor length, pink dress, but she had jazzed it up with a sparkly aqua bolero, to cover her shoulders and as she hugged Wallace he pulled her up, picked her up and spun her round, her lovely ginger hair flowing over her shoulders in curls as she giggled in excitement. Veronica smiled at the scene. Maybe her life was finally returning to normal.
Yeah Right, guess again Veronica Mars.
Chapter 5:
"So Logan got a bimbo for tonight?" Dick asks his friend with a smirk on his face. Logan simply held his head in his hands before standing up and rubbing the back of neck.
"Fershizzle" He said bumping fists with womanizer of the year; Dick. "Planning to hook up with Madison?" he asked taking a swig from his flask.
"No way, she's old news, I'm making memories, so it's gonna be a different chick every five minutes." Dick said nodding his head.
"But haven't all the girls on this boat turned you down?"
"That's why I'm only spending 5 minutes with them, because it will be when they're too drunk to care." Dick said smiling at his "smartness".
"Wow, Dick, it's sad you're that desperate. Seriously every girl turns you down?"
"It's like a conspiracy," Dick yells with a shrug of the shoulders. "Well I'm off to ask Veronica if she'll dance with me later," he says sauntering off before turning and nodding at Logan
"Dick, the girl hates you, why would she say yes?" Logan says looking at his feet before turning and smiling at his friend who tried to pinch Kelly Castroni's bum before being smacked. Dick's response, "Sorry Kelly, I thought there was a bug on your fine ass," he said before patting it again and running off.