Okay, boredom struck, so what do I do?... Hmm... Movies? Seen all the ones I have, and I don't this blockbuster is open right now. Music? Currently ipodless. Veronica Mars fanfic?... I think so. First try. Meh, came out allright. This one, well, this one is mostly just the first episode, didn't make many changes. Why? Because I think it's essential to the plot. I am free to mess with it from here, but until then, I stuck to the original.
And because I'm obviously not the creators of the show... I don't own the characters. Damn.
Hmm.. And, please review. Tell me [preferably nicely what you think. Because, I can always make it better.
Just Another Girl
How many times had Veronica told herself she would get back at Logan? He had insisted on making her life hell for nearly a year now. Ever since the murder of Lilly Kane, her best friend, his girlfriend. He had every right to be upset about her death, after all, Logan had loved Lilly, but Veronica knew he blamed her for Lilly's death. It wasn't her fault though. He knew that deep down. Logan knew Veronica too well to really blame all of it on her.
I knew this was going to be an interesting year when I saw a new student duct taped to the flagpole of Neptune High. There was already a crowd gathered around him, full of students muttering comments to one another, laughing, camera phones out to capture the moment. As I pushed my way towards him, A boy pulled out his camera and stood under the new student.
"Alright, say cheese, smile!" He said as he snapped a picture of himself and the new kid.
Finally, I reached them, "Move," I said, reaching for my pocket knife.
"Who died and made you queen?" He said, backing off quickly upon seeing the knife. Bad choice of words on his part.
"You are a freak." He said, finally going back into the crowd. This guy was too easy. Now, it was time to get the new kid down.
"You're new here, huh? Welcome to Neptune High." I stated as I cut him down, the duct tape was thick, and my knife had seen better days, it was taking longer than I had expected. "Go Pirates!" I assumed my fake pep squad voice as the bell rang for class, causing the crowd to finally disperse.
Apart from that, it was a normal day at Neptune High. The random locker search, which really aren't that random, was my honor today. Knowing this ahead of time, I had emptied out everything, but added a picture of Vice Principal Van Clemmons in a heart. Needless to say, his reaction was classic.
The harassment was no more than usual, thank God. I wasn't in the mood for it today. After the flagpole incident, I was ready for some downtime. That, would hopefully come in the form of lunch, assuming everything went right. Alas, as the lunch bell rang, I was stopped by none other than Dick Casablancas, one of my biggest enemies here at Neptune High. He, like so many others, had turned against me after the murder of Lilly Kane. My best friend. My dad had been the sheriff at the time, and chose to blame Jake Kane, Lilly's father, as well as the most powerful man in town for the death of his daughter. My dad lost his job in a sudden recall election, where Lamb replaced him. Shortly after that, my mom left, leaving a note saying she would be back for me, and a unicorn music box. My dad was all I had, of course I chose to stand by him.
"Hey Ronnie, there's a party this weekend, you're invited, I know how much you like to, well, you know, I guess I don't really need to spell it out for you, I'll see you there." Dick's invitation was anything but friendly. No, he didn't need to spell it out for me. I knew, in part, exactly what he was talking about. Shelly Pomroy's party, a night I hardly remember.
I took my usual seat at a table, inconveniently close to the 09er table. I saw everything. It was right in front of me. My old life, right before my eyes. I used to wish I could get that life back, I wanted to be the old Veronica. But the old Veronica was gone. There they were, getting a pizza delivered, for some reason, I was mesmerized by the sight before my eyes.
I used to sit there, at that table. It's not like my family met the minimum net worth requirement, my dad didn't own his own airline like John Enbom's, or serve as ambassador to Belgium like Shelly Pomroy's, but my dad used to be sheriff, and that had a certain cache. Let's be honest though, the only reason I was allowed past the velvet ropes was Duncan Kane, son of software billionaire Jake Kane. He used to be my boyfriend. And then one day, without warning, he ended things.
I couldn't help but think of that day. I was getting something out of my locker, and when I turned to talk to him, he pretended that I didn't exist. He simply walked away like I wasn't there, continued talking to Logan Echolls.
My attention was drawn to him, his horrible orange plaid shirt caught my attention. He was on Duncan's lap now, rubbing his chest, attempting to piss me off. And lets not forget Logan Echolls. His dad makes 20 million a picture, you probably own his action figure. Every school has an obligatory psychotic jackass. He's ours.
I had been so engrossed in my thoughts that I hadn't noticed the new kid sit down in front of me. I was startled to say the least. I normally sit alone, no one talks to me here, but I don't want them to either.
"You okay?" He seemed nice, but I wasn't interested.
"What?"
"You look... I don't know... hypnotized."
"Did I say you could sit here?" I snapped back, I hadn't meant to, my defenses were just up since my encounter with Dick.
He packed up the lunch he had just put on the table, and began to stand up. I hated myself for being so rude to someone who was genuinely being a friend. "Wait a minute," I said as he stood up, "of course you can sit here, sit wherever you want."
He resumed his seat, "That was cool, what you did, cutting me off of that pole."
Just then, Weevil, leader of the PCHers began harassing him. Whatever he had done, Weevil was less than pleased. I really felt bad for the kid, he was new and had already managed to piss off the leader of the gang, not just one of his lowly minions. He was scared, didn't want anymore trouble from the gang. My new potential friend needed help, I wasn't about to let the bikers get the best of him, despite my only knowing him a few hours.
"Leave him alone," my voice was monotone, I didn't have time for Weevil's antics.
"Sister, the only time I care what a woman has to say is when she's riding my big 'ol hog, and that's not so much words as a bunch of 'ohs and ahs', ya know?"
Oh Weevil, always quick with the sexual remarks. As entertaining as I found them, I was still on a mission to save the new kid from whatever plan Weevil and his gang had for them.
"So it's big then?"
"Legendary."
"Well lets see it," I started, knowing he would back down. Even if it was 'legendary', I highly doubted Eli 'Weevil' Navarro would show himself to me, "I mean, if it's as big as you say, I'll be your girlfriend. We can go to prom together," I gave him a sarcastic response, head tilted to the side, eyes wide at the prom comment, "what, what seems to be the problem? I'm on a schedule here vaco."
That's when his friend stepped in. Felix Toombs was hardly a genius, never knew when to stop. "Dude, Weevil, don't let blondie talk to you like that."
"It sounds like your buddy here wants to see it too." I replied, my hand motioning towards Felix.
"Oh hell, I'll show you mine!" Felix was reaching to unbutton his pants, like I said, not exactly a genius.
Van Clemmons stepped in at that point, dispersing the gang, asking me why trouble seemed to follow me around. You know, that's a good question. I guess it has something to do with the fact that I no longer associate with the 09ers, because I'm not dating Duncan, because my dad isn't sheriff. Because my life changed completely. But that was old news. And maybe I couldn't really blame my situation on that. After all, the PCHers were only there because Wallace, new kid, had provoked them, and I had cut him down, causing them to look for them.
Shortly after Clemmons walked away, Wallace told me what happened. How two of the PCHers had stolen a bunch of 40s from the Sac-N-Pac where he worked, and thought a dollar would cover it.. When he pressed the silent alarm, and the sheriffs department showed up, Wallace was taken outside by Sheriff Lamb, to see the entire gang calling out snitch at him. Wallace told him that he had pressed the silent alarm on accident, but Lamb knew he was lying and took the surveillance tape, telling Wallace to go see the wizard, ask for some guts. I had heard that line before, Lamb wasn't exactly the most caring guy in the world. So, in his short time in Neptune, Wallace had managed to piss off the local motorcycle gang and the sheriff all in one night.
Backup, my ever loving pit bull was waiting for me when I got home to the apartment my dad and I share. I took him down to Dog Beach, hoping to forget about the day, well, parts of the day at least. Wallace Fennel was there, flying an airplane, I couldn't help but feel for him. New town, new school, enemies from the get go.
Upon arriving at my dad's office, Mars Investigations, I saw Celeste Kane's car parked outside. Celeste hated me. Hated that I was with Duncan. I was pretty sure it was she who told Duncan whatever it was that made him breakup with me, but I had no proof. Then again, most would say the Mars family didn't need proof to make accusations. While I waited for my dad and Celeste to come out, Cliff came by, Loretta Cancun needed some help fighting a lawsuit against her for hitting a washing machine that stole her quarters, said the Seventh Veil had an interesting way of keeping their liquor license despite their serving alcohol for minors. Cliff was smart, he knew my dad didn't do all the work around here. He left the file open, knowing I would be the one pursuing the case.
Marital troubles was my guess. She would call him, he was not to call her, especially not on the house phone. And yet, while we ate dinner, my dad refused to answer my question, why was Celeste here? He kept asking about grades, and talking about how he preferred the powdered cheese in his macaroni. Finally, after telling him my grades were fine, and that yes, I like the powder too, he told me why Celeste had been there. Marital problems, thought Jake was cheating on her. Bingo. A call came in, bail jumper in Texas, dad would take the next flight out.
"Don't do anything on the Kane case, I'll handle it," he warned from his office.
"And Veronica, when you go after Jake Kane, you take backup." Talking about our dog.
I spent my night following Jake Kane, from his office, down to the Camelot Motel, where many cheating spouses choose to engage in their affairs. This was hardly the type of place I'd imagined Jake Kane going to, but it was out of the way, Celeste would never think of her husband going to a dump like this. And that's when the PCHers showed up.
Weevil was the first to talk. "Car trouble miss?"
As his friend approached me, Backup jumped out from the back seat. Those PCHers really aren't as tough as they'd like to think, letting Backup scare them like that. Felix was next, I tasered him as he approached my window. Weevil agreed to leave Wallace alone for a week if I made sure none of his friends got in trouble for robbing the Sac-N-Pac. Weevil was in disbelief as to why I cared so much about Wallace. Truth is, so was I. Why did I care if Weevil and his gang tormented Wallace? We had just met, he hadn't really proven any loyalty to me, but there was something about him.
And that's when Weevil reminded me of Shelly Pomroy's party. Yes, I too, Veronica Mars, would like to know how I lost my virginity. I only went to prove that the rumors, the harassment, none of it phased me. And that's when someone handed me your basic rum, coke, and ruffie. I woke up in one of her guest bedrooms, panties on the floor. Slut written on my car, I walked to the sheriff's department, only to have Lamb tell me to go see the wizard, ask him for some backbone.
I wasn't able to get the money shot, just a hand in the doorway, and some license plates, I figured dad could run them when he got home. Jake left, but the woman never came outside. Little did I know, that Logan had followed me there. He was waiting for me when I got home, to my great surprise.
"So, what brought you to the Camelot? Still trying to ruin the Kane family?" he said, waiting for the right moment to fully attack.
"Oh Logan, you really shouldn't try this detective stuff, you're just not very good at it." I couldn't believe this. How on earth had he seen me there?
"You know... I was just out for a drive, coming back from the beach, when I see your rust bucket LeBaron going into the bad part of town, and I'm thinking, 'hmm I wonder if that they say about Veronica Mars is true'. Turns out, I didn't get to figure that out. Instead, I see a bunch of bikers, and then, Jake Kane leaving the Motel. Got any answers for me Ronnie?" He was good, but stupid.
He knew me. He knew the rumors weren't true. How do I know this? Because we used to be friends. He and Lilly were dating, I was her best friend, and I was dating her brother Duncan. We were the Fab Four of Neptune High, Lilly being the Queen of school, and Logan being the king. He knew the rumors weren't true because he started most of them. If there was one person I wanted to get even with more than anyone else at Neptune High, it was Logan Echolls. He wasn't always an ass, but Lilly's death had changed him. Hell, it had changed all of us.
"I'm obviously not in the mood right now Logan. Do you have any idea what time it is? You have all day tomorrow to torture me, so please, save it for later, drop what you think you saw tonight."
"Whatever Ronnie, leave Jake Kane alone, I know your family seems to think he's to blame, but look where that's gotten you. You betrayed us, stabbed us all in the back. She was your friend you know, I loved her, and you had to ruin that." Logan said, as he turned to his putrid yellow Xterra.
And so goes the life of Veronica Mars. Logan couldn't resist harassing me first thing in the morning. He struck a chord in her when he brought up her mom, but she let it go, she had other plans for him. They would come later though, and included an art student name Corny.
Dad came home, $2500 was now ours, thanks to him catching the guy just before the Mexican border. The picture of the license plate only served as troublesome when he saw it. He knew who it was, but he didn't want to spill. I knew he was still looking into the Lilly Kane murders, I knew it then, by his reaction, how he told me to drop the case. He was trying to protect me, didn't he know I would find out eventually?
The next morning at school, Logan was called for a locker search. Random? Hardly. This was all part of my plan. Of course, that plan was much deeper than just pissing off Logan Echolls, it was more about helping Wallace and the Loretta Cancun case, but Logan just seemed like the perfect victim for my plan. Corny had made me a bong to plant in Logan's locker, once it was confiscated it would go to the Sheriff's department, where we would then activate it, causing smoke to fill up the evidence room, where the fire chief would then swap the videos for me. I know, perfect plan, and it was already working.
I dragged Wallace to school early, to make sure he would witness the event. After all, it was his remote control that would activate the bong, he should at least see the process. Logan opened his locker, not knowing what they were all about to see. He knew it was me. As the officer took him away, he pointed at me, "Listen, I know it was you, this isn't over, ok?" Oh, how his threats ceased to phase me.
The rest of the plan went off without any troubles. I got the Sac-N-Pac tape, which I had them switch out for a video I made of an officer in front of the Seventh Veil, getting pleasured by one of the employees. Cliff was right, they certainly did have an interesting way of keeping their liquor license. Now, it was time to go to court.
I couldn't help myself, I had to see the look on Lamb's face when he saw the video of one of his officers. Sure, it was a little cruel, but it's not like Lamb is an angel either. I hadn't been to the Sheriff's department since I was raped at Shelly's party, it didn't help that Ingrid reminded me of it, although she was happy to see me. Courtroom 3, video in, Lamb was shocked. But once he saw me, an icy glare came over him, only to be interrupted by Cliff asking if that would be a good time to pardon the Loretta Cancun case.
This kid Wallace, he really was a nice guy. It had been what, a whole 3 days, and already we had formed a bond. Friendship? That word doesn't easily flow through my mouth, a friend is something I haven't really had in almost a year. Not since Lilly's death, not since the back stabbing started. But Wallace was different. He didn't seem to care about what they said about me. Wasn't he the one who said he could eat with the people that laughed at him and took picture of him while he was on the flagpole, or the chick who cut him down? Wasn't that after he had heard rumors about me and was still willing to befriend me? Maybe he was loyal, and for the first time, I was willing to see if it would work.
I found him at Dog Beach, flying one of his airplanes. I couldn't help going to find him to give him the video back before school. Maybe it was because he could see through the Veronica Mars I showed all of Neptune High, or maybe it was that I was showing him the real Veronica, the one I reserved for dad, the one for people I trusted.
"Got a present for you." I said, handing him the tape.
"I owe you... Big time."
"I had my own reasons for doing it." sure I did, but I couldn't help wanting to help him out.
"Oh no you don't. You really think I'm gonna let you get away with that? That might play with the masses, but underneath that angry young woman shell, there's a slightly less angry young woman who's just dying to bake me something. You're a marshmallow, Veronica Mars. A twinkie." He was right.
He taught me how to fly the plane, which was more entertaining than I thought it would be, but I noticed him looking at the parking lot. Just as I asked him how to make it loop-de-loop, he told me to look at my car.
Logan Echolls. Obligatory psychotic Jackass. Was that my car he was sitting on? Why yes, yes it was. And was that a crowbar in his hands? Right again Mars. I knew this couldn't be good, but I had no intentions of letting him get to me. Where was the fun in that? The weaker I looked, the more he would enjoy himself. I wouldn't let that happen.
"Do you know what your little stunt cost me?" he was pissed, and I couldn't care less.
"Well, I'm pretty sure you won't be getting your bong back." my sarcasm was a sure way to anger him more, even with the crowbar in his hands, I didn't care. He wouldn't hit me. My car though... Yes, he was aiming for my car. Bam. There goes my headlight.
"Wrong answer, would you care to guess again?"
"Clearly your sense of humor." I knew where this was going, the other headlight.
"Nope. And you're usually so good at pop quizzes. No, the correct answer is my car. That's right, my daddy took away my T-Bird, and you know what I won' be having? Fun, fun fun."
Just then Weevil and the PCHers came, "What do we have here? Vandalilsm? No, no, no, only vandalism that happens in this town goes through me," he said, looking at my smashed headlights.
Logan was quick to say he didn't have problems with Weevil, he didn't want to fight the leader of a biker gang, sure he was dense at times, but he wasn't that stupid.
"Hey yo," Felix popped his head out of the car Logan and his friends had taken there, "is this O-Town any good? I mean, my little sister likes them, but, you know, she likes ponies and juices boxes too." That brought laughs from the PCHers, I couldn't help but smile, Felix didn't always think, but at least he was witty.
"I suddenly feel like I'm in a scene from The Outsiders." Wallace said, he had a funny way of saying things I was thinking.
"Be cool Sodapop."
And that's when Weevil took the crowbar, smashed it into the hood of the silver SUV, broke a headlight, and then continued to hit the hood until there was a nice sized dent. One of the 09ers complained that it was his moms car, not Logan's, to which Weevil replied that she could bill him for it. But Logan, Logan had to stay, because Weevil wanted him to apologize. After two hits, Logan still wouldn't say sorry, but I didn't need his apology, never would. They left, scared, but Logan still wanted revenge, I could feel it.
Wallace didn't give Weevil the tape. I was proud of him, it showed he wasn't afraid of Weevil. He couldn't do anything as long as Wallace had the tape, because, there was no doubt that Wallace was capable of showing it to the sheriff.
And so I went to dad's office, waited for him to leave, and then went inside. He doesn't think I know where the combination to the safe is. He's wrong. But, I never needed to use it until now. Inside was the Lilly Kane file. New notes? The picture of Mom's license plate? I had found out it was hers without dads help, but now I almost wished I hadn't. I thumbed through the file, getting more uneasy as I saw more new notes. Dad came in after I had put it away. I told him I had left some books, I felt bad lying, but hadn't he been lying to me this whole time? I told him I'd meet him at home, but I had to know why mom was visiting Jake Kane. I went to the hotel, hoping to find my mom, or Jake Kane, either way.
Okay, it's a long shot but I can't help myself. I used to think I knew what tore our family apart. Now I'm sure I don't. But I promise this: I will find out what really happened, and I will bring this family back together again. I'm sorry, is that mushy? Well, you know what they say: Veronica Mars, she's a marshmallow.