So I got this idea when I started watching season 3 and I felt like Veronica was turning into Little Miss Judgy McJudgy. Her attitude was annoying me. So I'm writing a pre-series fic when she used to be innocent and naïve. And then I couldn't sleep because this scenario kept running though my head, and it led to this being written. Okay, enough of my life story – on to the one you're interested in!

Disclaimer: Unfortunately, Rob Thomas owns all that is Veronica Mars and I am just playing with them to my hearts content!

Spoilers: Nothing of importance.

Rating: Probably M - swearing and sexual innuendo. Don't read if you're highly susceptible.

Logan headed towards his locker after his last class of the day. Surprisingly, he had made it through a full day of school, something he hadn't managed to achieve since the beginning of the semester, but now school was out and he was ready to have some fun in the sun. He could go to the beach, but he was sans surfing buddy as Dick had some stupid paper due tomorrow, which of course Dick hadn't even started yet.

Logan was mindlessly throwing all of his books (even the ones he needed tonight) into his locker thinking about how to while away the afternoon hours, when he noticed out of the corner of his eye a clearly very furious tiny blonde stalking his way. He turned to face Veronica as she marched up to him, but before he could open his mouth to impart a greeting, she shoved him with all of the force she could muster. Not much.

Logan stumbled back, not because there was any strength behind her push but because of the shock that she had something to shove him for.

"Nice to see you too Ronnie," Logan muttered, rubbing his chest for effect.

"Did I do something to you?" Veronica demanded.

"Just now, or are you referring to something specific?" Logan asked as he closed his locker before leaning against it. Veronica stood before him with her hands on her hips, trying to look intimidating even while he towered over her.

"Lily!" Veronica huffed in annoyance.

"What about her?" Logan asked confused as he stared at the angry 5 foot nothing pixie.

"Her birthday present Logan." Veronica rolled her eyes. Logan stared back blankly. "Shampoo, pear, forbidden." Veronica ticked each imaginary point of her fingers, waiting for him to catch on to what she was talking about.

"Oh that." Logan clicked his fingers as he made the connection. "It's nothing." He shrugged as he moved to walk past her. Veronica grabbed his bicep as he tried to escape.

"It's not nothing!" Veronica stamped her foot in frustration when he stopped and faced her, and she let go of his arm.

"Hey, I didn't know girls actually did that." Logan was amused. "But seriously, it's nothing Veronica. I just don't like the smell, makes me want to gag actually. But she is free to use it whenever she's not with me. And since we're in the 'off-again' phase, I'm confident she'll have plenty of chances to use it."

Logan could see pity cross Veronica's face as he mentioned how Lily had recently broken up with him, again. And now she thought of him as being alone, again.

"Now, now, now. None of that." Logan admonished as he threw an arm around Veronica's shoulders and steered her out of the school. "School is finally finished for the day and the sun is shining. So where to partner?"

Veronica shrugged off Logan's arm as she moved in the direction of her own car.

"Nuh uh," Veronica protested. "The last time I went anywhere with you I ended up grounded! Besides I have homework to do."

"Is this homework due tomorrow?" Logan asked knowingly. Veronica turned to face him and reluctantly shook her head.

"Is this homework due next week?" Logan smirked, walking closer to her as he waited for her answer. Again, Veronica shook her head.

"Is this homework even due this month?" Logan now stood in front of her.

"Yes! I'm not that much of a nerd." Veronica pouted, as she pushed the laughing Logan away.

"Well you kind of are sometimes." Logan grinned at her. "But you're not going to be right now. Come on, let's go back to my place for a swim."

"But I don't even have my swimsuit." Veronica protested as Logan dragged her by the hand towards his obnoxious yellow tank.

"We'll figure something out."

Logan was lying on the pool lounge beside the pool as he watched behind dark sunglasses at Veronica swimming laps in his pool. When he had invited her over for a swim, he had entirely forgotten about the beating dear old dad had bestowed on him the other night. While the strikes had only been inflicted on his back (must have only been a minor infraction if he got such a small punishment), the injuries still remained and the scars had not fully healed yet. He could have easily explained them away, but for some reason he just didn't feel like lying to Veronica right now. Which was why he was sitting on the sidelines with a t-shirt on while Veronica enjoyed the water.

"Thank god your mum had a spare swimsuit I could borrow. I wouldn't want to be sitting out in the heat right now, when this is right here." Veronica smiled lazily as she floated on her back. She suddenly realized he hadn't joined her and opened her eyes to see him sitting in one of the pool chairs.

"What are you doing Logan?" Veronica called out to him as she planted her feet on the pool bottom and returned to a standing position. "It must be close to 90 degrees. Get in the pool!"

"For a small girl, you sure do have a large set of lungs." Logan pointed out. "And I'm fine here thanks. The view isn't too bad." He grinned as he made a show of checking out the bikini clad Veronica. The effect was diminished though since she had swam to the edge closest to him so he could barely see her body.

"Do I need to remind you that you have a girlfriend?" Veronica scolded at his obvious flirting.

"Do I need to remind you that she broke up with me last week?" Logan frowned. "Not that it's ever stopped me before." He grinned at her again, returning to his cocky persona. Veronica shook her head.

"Ever think that's why she broke up with you?"

Logan rolled his eyes. "Please, you know she loves it. And she manages to do worse, 'creating drama' and all that shit." Logan lay back in the pool chair after making his point, complete with air quotes. "Are we done with the girl talk now Sugarpuss? I'm trying to get a tan."

Veronica sighed as she pushed away from the edge of the swimming pool. Logan watched her as she did a few turns in the water, but when she moved to the steps and made her way out of the pool and towards him, he had to close his eyes. Because the sight of a very matured Veronica in one of his mum's simple black string bikini was creating very un-platonic thoughts that he definitely shouldn't be having about his (albeit ex) girlfriend's best friend. So he was not prepared when she sat across his lap, straddling his thighs and pushing her tiny chest into his. Logan's eyes popped open in surprise.

"Well if you're not going to come to the water," Veronica started innocently. "The water is going to come to you." She finished as she continued rubbing herself against him to ensure the most water transferred from herself to him as possible.

Logan's hands moved to her waist to still her movements as the friction and placement of her body, combined with his earlier thoughts were creating a little problem.

"I don't think that's a very good idea." Logan choked out, praying she wouldn't notice the growing bulge against her leg.

"Oh contraire." She giggled. "I think it's a great…" Veronica suddenly stopped as she sprang away from Logan, an attractive pink hue staining her cheeks.

"I told you it wasn't a good idea." Logan shrugged, refusing to be embarrassed about the situation they were now in.

"I should go." Veronica stuttered nervously as she stood before him, wringing her hands. Logan was amused to see that she made no actual move to leave though.

"Why?" Logan asked simply.

"That." Veronica waved her hand in his direction. Logan rolled his eyes.

"Don't be ridiculous Mars. It happens, especially when a scantily clad gorgeous girl decides to rub herself all over a horny teenage boy. You should be flattered."

"Flattered?" Veronica scoffed. "It's not like I was trying to elicit that reaction."

"Well it's not like I wanted that reaction." Logan instantly regretted his choice of words as he saw tears well up in her blue eyes. She held them back though and turned to walk away.

Logan was faster though and was out of his chair immediately, holding her to him.

"Fuck, I'm sorry Ronnie. You know that's not what I meant." Logan consoled her as she let the few tears escape while her face was pressed up against his chest and he couldn't see her.

"I just meant I didn't want to have that reaction with Lily's best friend. Not that I didn't want to have that reaction with you." Logan continued as Veronica pulled away from him.

"Just forget it Logan." Veronica sighed, hoping there was no trace on her face that indicated she had cried. Though Logan's hand on her face, wiping the tear marks off her cheek told her otherwise.

"But…" Logan started, but Veronica didn't hear what he had to say as she went over to the pool and dived in.