Author's Note: An old fic of mine that I spruced up a bit! I love the short time-frame we're given to play with, set between Lilly's death and the beginning of the show. OH, THE ANGST! THE DRAMZ! Anyway, each chapter is a short little blurb to reference a facet of Lilly's personality and the memory she leaves behind. Enjoy!
It was the first week back to school without Lilly. Veronica walked around the halls feeling like she couldn't breathe. There was a vacuum sucking somewhere between her ears, and she couldn't hear anything.
From across the commons area during lunch - since she wasn't invited to their table anymore, and it's not like she'd willingly invite memories anyway - she saw Dick and Sean clap Logan in their respective manly fashions on his hunched shoulders. Meanwhile, Luke and Casey sipped discreetly at their chocolate milks and tried to play eye-tag with anything that wasn't Logan.
"Dude, it'll be okay, bro. She's ... probably in heaven or some shit. She was cool."
"Yeah, man."
The glances that all the men traded over Logan's bowed head made her stomach churn in sick wonder and she missed her mouth while the gears were turning backwards in her head. Her S-kist spilled all down her front as her hand shook just a little too hard, and as people began to laugh, she had to hurry into the bathroom before she started to cry.