Title: Starting Over
Chapter: Prologue
Ratings: T
Reasons for rating: Basic language
Ships: Meg/Duncan, Lilly/Dick and eventually Logan/Veronica
Summary: Veronica has moved from the East Coast to the West Coast to live with her father and his new family.
Word Count: 1574
Disclaimer: I do not own Veronica Mars or any of the characters.
Inspiration: I thought about this story while re-reading The Mediator Series by Meg Cabot (Actually I think it's under Jenny Carroll). If you haven't read it yet, I suggest you go out and buy it!
Shout-out: To my new amazing Beta Ginger Glinda (who sadly is no longer my beta, considering it's about 7 years later. Wow my jaw just hit the floor. I can't believe it's been that long! I will still give credit where credits due, so this stays up.)
Author's Note: So I've taken XXspuffsterXX's advice, and changed the view of this story. Let me know if you like it better, or if you want me to change it back to Veronica's point of view.
Update: This is it guys, I'm about to go through this story and make it better for you.
XOXOXOXOXO
Eight hours. It takes about eight hours to get from the East Coast to the West Coast, including a layover. This was what Veronica was thinking as the kid behind her kicked her seat. There was just half an hour left. She had to keep distracting herself, or else she was going to turn around in her seat and start some trouble.
She couldn't believe she was on a plane flying to California. Just this time yesterday, she was with her friends at the mall, trying not to think about the rest of her life. She couldn't believe her mother was shipping her off to live with a father she barely knew. True, it wasn't her Mom's fault. It was the court's fault. They were the ones who ruled that her Mother was unfit to watch her anymore, and that her father now had full custody of her. Never mind the fact that she had to drop everything and move across the country to live with her father and his family. All she had to do was wait two more years, and she'd be old enough to live wherever she wanted. That's right, yesterday was her sweet sixteenth, and she got to spend it with her heart being ripped out. Yesterday was the day her world fell apart. It was when she found out she was moving across the country to live with strangers, and it was the day her mother got depressed and ended up in a drunken stupor, as Veronica tried to salvage her birthday and spent it at the mall with friends, trying not to break down.
Kick. She took a deep breath. If this kid bothers me one more time… And where is the Mother? Why isn't she doing anything to control her monster of a kid?
Looking down at her watch, she saw that there were five minutes left of the flight. Thank god. As much as she didn't want to step off the plane, this kid was beginning to make her change her mind.
Kick. That's it! She turned around and was about to tell whoever was behind her off, but the pilot's voice over the intercom interrupted her. It was landing time.
She turned back around and re-packed her carry-on bag, making sure her seat was upright and her tray securely locked. When the plane landed, her heart leapt into her throat. For a second it felt like the plane only landed on one wheel, and swerved a little. But after that it was smooth sailing.
When she walked off the plane and into the waiting area, her heart leapt into her throat again. Because there was her new family, waiting for her. Her dad noticed her first, and smiled and waved. She only knew what her father looked like because of a high school picture her mom kept stashed away.
She tried to force a smile, but it came out more as a grimace. Slowly, her legs led her over to the family she didn't know. Her dad wrapped her up in an awkward hug. She tried to hug him back, but her arms were stuck at her sides due to the awkward bear hug.
He let go, and faced her towards his family. She forced a smile, and she could see them do the same thing. "Veronica, I'd like you to meet my wife Celeste, my daughter Lilly, and my son Duncan. Family, this is my daughter, Veronica."
The fake smiles stayed on everyone's faces as the introductions went around. After a few moments of silence where they all just kind of stared at each other, her father clapped his hands and took Veronica's carry-on bag from her shoulder. He then led them towards the baggage claim where he loaded her suitcases onto a cart, and then they walked towards the car.
To her shock, the car turned out to be a limo. Veronica's father had the limo driver put her luggage into the trunk as the rest of the family slid inside.
On the way to the house, Veronica couldn't help staring outside of the window at the scenery passing by. California was way different from little old Rhode Island. The sight was breath taking! She was even more awe struck as they left LAX and drove through Los Angeles.
There was the Hollywood sign. There was the Walk of Fame, The Viper Room, and Rodeo Drive! Even all the restaurants were different.
Finally they left Los Angeles and entered a town called Neptune. Here was also a lot different. This town was like Los Angeles, but much more old fashioned. All of the houses were mansions with sprawling green lawns and gates leading to the driveways.
The limo slowed down in front of a house that looked the biggest. It would figure that her father would have to own the biggest and best of everything.
That's right; Veronica's father was Jake Kane. Neptune's resident billionaire. His company invented streaming software, and they hit it big. Even the secretary made millions. He was the top dog of this town, and Veronica was the lucky one to be living the life of the rich and famous. Bet you can tell she was jumping for joy. Really, she was.
They made it through the gates and up to the main house. Surprise, surprise, the house was mostly made out of glass. Just what she didn't want, people being able to look into the house. Granted, it was far back from the main road, but you never know what kind of crazy people are out there.
And they also had butlers, maids, and cooks. If you ask Veronica, her father didn't know how to do anything on his own. Why would people pay other people to do everything for them? What was she supposed to do all day? Oh, that's right; she could go out there and make some friends. She could hardly wait.
Speaking of friends, school didn't start for another few days. Technically they were still on winter break. Her birthday was on New Year's Eve. Not only did she have to go to a whole other side of the country and leave all her friends behind, but she had to start school in the middle of the year. Not only that, but it was still hot out. No kidding. She just left six inches of snow behind to weather that was still in the mid-60s.
Veronica's father told her to go explore the house while he had the butler bring her things to her room. A butler. Who knew that she would one day have a butler? It wasn't like she asked for one or anything.
The house was your typical styled mansion. Basically huge; huge living room, huge dining room, huge kitchen. And a foyer that was as big as her house back in RI. What was the point of a big foyer anyway? It wasn't like people hung out in one. Maybe they could throw a party in one, but they had their own ballroom for parties. A freaking ballroom! The house even had wings.
Down one wing was where Veronica's dad and Celeste stayed. They had a whole wing to themselves. Her father even had his own office, library, and study! Not to mention Celeste's own room that was just her closet! Veronica felt it was surreal to keep calling him her father. Even if it was just in her head. Jake. His name is Jake. He has never been my father, Veronica thought.
The other wing was for the children. Of course Lilly had to have the biggest room. But that didn't matter because Veronica's had sliding doors that led out to the pool. And her window had a window seat. She also had a queen size bed, and a bathroom that she shared with Duncan.
From what she could tell so far, Duncan was a quiet one. Ever since Veronica met him, he hasn't said a word. He seemed like the type who really wouldn't. And Lilly, well, she seemed like a real charmer. She seemed the type that was the queen bee, and she didn't take anything from anyone. She reminded Veronica of someone from her old school, and so far it seemed like it would be a problem.
After the tour of the house, Veronica went back into her room. It was strange seeing all of her boxes in a completely different environment. Even the room was already furnished. She now had her very own desk with a brand new laptop on it, plenty of bookshelf room, and a 42" plasma screen TV.
Veronica started scavenging through one box looking for a bathing suit. There was no way she could wait any longer. The pool was simply calling out to her. She finally located her two piece suit and proceeded to change into it.
She walked out of her sliding door and saw Duncan floating away on a raft with his headphones on. Well, this could be interesting. Either there was going to be awkward silence or awkward conversation. Either way, it wasn't something she was looking forward to. Thankfully, he proceeded to ignore her, and she proceeded to ignore him.
After Veronica got out of the pool, she went back into her room. She closed the slider door, turned around to find a towel, and let out a scream. There was someone in her room.
XOXOXOXOXO
(Author's Note: This chapter wasn't too bad. I just went through it and fixed any grammatical errors I saw. Now on to the next!)