Disclaimer: I do not own Veronica Mars, or the other characters, that would be other lucky people.

Author's Note: I hope you enjoy this story, Just kinda came to me. By the way, I hope you all know and are enraged that Veronica Mars has been cancelled. Its a good show, one of the only good shows left, and they are taking it away...bastards. Enjoy!

Logan Echolls sighed as he got out of his car, dreading going into that school. Running his fingers through his hair, he walked into the building, looking around for a certain small blond girl. Instead, around a corner, he found Dick.

"What's up man?" Dick asked, high-fiving his friend.

"Nothing much, just dreading being in this pit of higher learning, as I do everyday." Logan quipped, returning the gesture.

Dick laughed, cupping him on the shoulder. "Hey man, I know this place sucks, but at least we have some nice eye candy." He pointed to a brunette with large breasts, and a skirt so short that it should have been considered an undergarment.

Logan laughed, "Can't argue with that." He smiled, although he had hoped to see a different piece of eye candy, a little bit shorter.

They decided that as long as they were there, and had nothing better to do, that they might as well attend a class or too.

When they walked into history class, Logan was happily and pleasantly surprised. There, right at the back, in the middle, sat Ms. Veronica Mars.

"Hi."

Veronica looked up from her page when she heard his voice. She looked at him and despite herself, smiled, never being able to resist Logan's smile.

"Trying out this whole "going to class" thing, huh?" Veronica laughed softly. "I find that it's relatively painless."

"Easy for you to say," Logan sat down, putting his notebook on the desk, "the teacher likes you." He smiled brightly at her.

Veronica shrugged. "Maybe its because I know her name, and I actually show up." She quipped, lightly kicking his shin.

Logan smiled wider, pulling out his pen. "If I get bored, I am passing you a note."

Within minutes, the lecture began. Veronica began taking notes, and after only five minutes of their teacher talking, she felt a soft poke into her side. Looking up from her page, she saw Logan passing her a folded piece of paper, smiling, as he tried to pay attention. Sighing, she took the note, still looking at the teacher.

Seeing that she was still rambling about the Roman Empire, Veronica slowly opened the folded paper, and read the contents.

She is so boring. I want to kill myself.

Veronica laughed softly, hoping she wasn't heard, and glanced at Logan. She grabbed her pen, and scribbled a response, before folding the paper back up. She leaned over and tapped Logan's shoulder, placing the note on his desk.

Logan smiled, and grabbed the note, still looking at the teacher as if he were entranced in her talking. He opened it quietly, and read it over.

Yea, she is quite boring, but you can't kill yourself. I would be really sad if you were gone.

A feeling of warmth began to radiate inside Logan. She would be sad if he were gone. It meant more to him than any thing Lily had ever said. Anything Lily had ever said was mainly just to get him to sleep with her.

He wrote a quick response, before placing it back on her desk. Veronica snatched it up, opening it quickly this time.

I'm glad to hear that. I thought I was nothing more than some cheap entertainment for you.

Veronica smiled. She looked at the teacher once more, before writing, then giving the note back.

Logan opened the folded paper, smiling in excitement.

Oh you are entertaining, but I like having you around for more than that. 

A smirk appeared, and Logan began to feel mischievous. Biting his lip, he wrote back, replacing it back on her desk.

Veronica looked up from her notes, and saw the note, smiling. Licking her lips, she opened it.

I'm more that just entertainment eh? Well I can more than entertain you later tonight at my place, around 8?

A hot flash heated Veronica's face, causing a blush to appear. She looked at Logan who was staring forward, clearing forcing himself to listen to the lecture. She found herself looking over his profile; his soft looking hair, his amazing eyes, those kissable lips…

Running a hand through her hair, Veronica looked back at the note, and wrote her final response. Smiling, she folded the paper again, and threw it onto Logan's desk.

Logan smiled when he saw Veronica go back to her lecture notes. He had thoroughly enjoyed her reaction to what he had written. Only problem was he wasn't sure what he meant by it, or what exactly he wanted to happen. It was easy to say that kind of stuff, it was much harder to deal with the aftereffects.

Sighing, he grabbed the note, and opened it. He read over her response, and had to force his jaw not to drop onto his desk.

I'll be there, and I won't be the only one being more than entertained.

The bell rang, and when Logan looked up a few seconds later, Veronica was gone, leaving him alone with his thoughts.