A/N: I'm backkkkkk! Of course some of you, or maybe all of you are like: who hell are you? Anyways, I've been writing one shots lately, after my whole long story. Then today, I was reading a story with a lot of chapters (I don't know what they're called, wips? Whatever, one of you can hopefully correct me?) So yes back to my point, I was reading one and I decided that I wanted to write another one.

So this story is set at the beginning of season 2. Logan and Veronica did break up; Veronica and Duncan did not get back together. I haven't decided yet if Meg and Duncan are still together, but whatever I'll choose. I like to make my own cases, so the bus crash didn't happen. This is still definitely a Logan/Veronica story though!

If this chapter doesn't seem interesting, it'll get interesting. Though, while reading it I found it rather interesting. Haha. Also I'm trying to be more detailed in my writing. This chapter may not seem like it that much, but I'm going to try and get very detailed. So you can picture it! I love to picture stories.

If I could make a commercial for all that's swirling through my head, well it would be great. It would totally make you want to read on. Anyways I promise an action packed, LoVe packed and drama packed story. So before this authors note becomes too long and boring (I know, impossible.) Please comment, and keep reading as I update.

Warnings: Theres a few swears, but only like one or two. Also, some spoilers from the season one finale and the season two premier.

Disclaimer: I don't own anything to do with Veronica Mars, the plot lines or anything. I do however own the guidance counselor Mrs. Harris. Yeah, she's going to be such a legend one day.

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Taking a case is sometimes a task that needs to be done. Cases don't solve themselves. If things were just left the way they were, well then things wouldn't always turn out very well. If you left a killer on the loose, more people would die. If you didn't figure out if a man was cheating on his wife, it could lead to a lifelong unhappy marriage. So how did I end up sitting in front of a dark house at 3:00 am? Well for that, we'll have to backtrack.

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It was the first day of Senior Year and it had already taken a wrong turn. Veronicas schedule was not only messed up, it was completely off from what she had chosen.

"Gym? Does it look like I need gym? I mean, I need scholarships! A 90 in gym isn't going to come off as top-notch scholar!" Veronica paced around the guidance office as Mrs. Harris tried to fix her schedule.

"Miss Mars, this is the best I could do." Mrs. Harris gave her the newly printed schedule. Veronica grabbed it impatiently and read over the new timetable. "Is it okay?"

"It's better." Veronica gave a half-hearted smile as she walked out of the office and into the hall. This year was definitely not looking up for her. Especially since there were people she didn't want to see that she would have to tolerate every day of her Senior Year.

The smirking brunette walking down the hall in her direction was one of them. Her and Logan had broken up during the summer. It was too much for her to handle, his craziness and behavior. At least, that's what she told herself.

It hadn't been an easy break-up, or a pretty one. It was a calm conversation at first but some arguing and a $30 lamp later and they were done. She didn't want to see him, and was regretting the first day of school because of it. She managed to avoid him the rest of the summer, she just wished she could avoid him the rest of the year. Just look on the bright side, after this year you'll be flying solo at Stanford.

He didn't stop to talk to her; he didn't even acknowledge her with a verbal hello. He gave her a quick salute and kept walking.

Of course there were some people she'd miss when she left for university. Like her best friend.

"Hey V, wanna compare schedules?" He smiled and pulled his folded schedule out of his pocket.

"Like 14 year old school girls? Do we have to make sure we get there early enough to get seats together and pass notes?" Veronica laughed and pulled hers out, "Let's see when I'll have to put up with you."

Wallace searched through her schedule, "Home Ec? I can't believe you're taking Home Ec!" Wallace kept laughing as Veronica shook her head.

"Only one of the un-pleasantries I've already undergone in-" She looked at her watch, "30 minutes."

"So wait, you're going to be baking and sewing and acting like a girly-girl?" Wallace continued laughing and mocking Veronica with fake sewing gestures. "Oh man, I totally need pictures."

"Laugh now, but when your pants rip on the 'b-ball' court, don't come running to me." Veronica laughed and started walking towards the locker she had been assigned. Wallace followed and kept shaking his head and laughing. Veronica wasn't going to live this down, even if it was a mistake.

They reached his locker, and said their goodbyes. Veronica's locker was all the way at the other end of the school. It was nowhere near any of her classes. This was un-pleasantry number three if you count seeing Logan.

Veronica trekked all the way to the other end of the school and put, well nothing in her locker. It's the first day of school, I have no books and I have no work. I just walked all the way to the other end of the school to see a similar poorly painted locker to the one I had last year. Excellent.

She slammed the locker and started heading to her first period class. Journalism here I come.

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This is the only good elective I got. The rest of my classes are ones I was lucky enough for Mrs. Harris to correct me back to in order to impress the universities and home economics is… home economics.

Veronica walked into the room and looked around. The only empty seat was next to Duncan Kane. They hadn't talked much since the day Aaron was arrested. Veronica had planned to keep it that way, but again life didn't always work for her.

"Hey, long time no talk." Duncan gave her a smile as she put her coat on the back of the seat and sat down. As rude as it may have been, Veronica just gave a nod.

"Ouch, cold shoulder." Duncan laughed and it made Veronica feel like a bit of a bitch.

"Sorry, I'm just not used to talking to you, and this is sounding a lot worse then what was in my head." She smiled and pulled out a pencil.

"Yeah, I know." He just stopped talking. What was the point of making a situation more awkward then it was? Then again, could it really get anymore awkward? Yup.

"And what is your name young man?" Ms. Dumas was trying to do attendance when he walked in.

"Jeremy Forrester." He said, with a proud smirk. He turned around and nodded his head towards me. Seems this year; he's playing the jackass card.

"I don't seem to have a Jeremy Forrester on my attendance. Are you new? Because if you're new then you should go get a transfer sheet from the office and bring it to me so I can request a new attendance." Ms. Dumas was being overly nice, when she didn't have to be.

"His name is Logan Echolls, he's not new." Veronica piped in, she couldn't watch him toy with the teacher anymore.

"Oh, another one of these pick on the new teacher tricks." She gave a fake giggle to try and seem nice and began talking again, "Why don't you take a seat next to-" she had to scan the attendance for a name, "Veronica, take a seat next to Veronica. It seems she knows you."

So Logan pulled a desk from the side of the classroom and placed it beside Veronica. "Hey buddy, sorry I didn't call you back last night. I mean, I just got so wrapped up in myself and this totally great episode of The OC." Logan said in a preppy, mocking tone.

"Was that supposed to be a joke?" Veronica rolled her eyes and began tapping her pencil on the desk.

"Yes, in reference to you knowing me. Like we're friends. Because Ms.Dumas said you-"

"I get it." Veronica interrupted.

So that is how the beginning of the first day of senior year went. Veronica sitting in between two ex-boyfriends. One stayed quiet, and one just… didn't.

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"Veronica!" A peppy voice crept up behind her. She wasn't in the mood for sunshine and puppies. Her day had been crap so far, and optimism would only make it worse.

"Hey Meg!" She forced a fake smile, though she liked Meg so it was only a little fake.

"What's up?"

"I've got a bit of a problem." Meg put on her 'I need help face' in hopes Veronica would help her.

"Of course you do." Veronica brushed it off; she was trying not to get herself involved in these types of situations.

"No but this is serious." Veronica listened, because Meg was always nice to her and it was a good time to return the favor.

"Okay, what's going on?"

"I've been getting these threatening letters." Meg pulled a big brown envelope out of her bag. "They threaten me and the lives of people close to me."

Veronica took the envelope and started examining it. She scanned the printing and address and then she looked at the top left corner. There's a return address. What kind of life-threatner leaves their address?

"Meg, is this address familiar to you at all?" Veronica pointed to the address in the top left hand corner.

"No, I thought it was a bit weird that they'd just hand me their information."

"It's probably because they didn't. This is most likely a cover." Veronica shook her head and contemplated taking the case. "I guess I could go check it out, look into it."

"Thank you Veronica!" Meg gave her a hug and programmed her cell number into Veronicas. "Call me if you find anything else."

She started walking away, but turned around, "Or just to talk."

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P.S. I have nothing against home economics, it just seemed like something Veronica wouldn't do.