Disclaimer: Veronica Mars is returning in less than two weeks time. Obviously not mine.

AN: Logan and Veronica, together through the school year. This story is told from Logan's POV, AU, sequel to "Kiss" and "Date".

Chapter One

Living The Life
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Veronica glides down the corridor towards me. Her hair dances around her shoulders. Her denim skirt rises upwards as she almost skips down the corridor. She throws her arms around my neck once she reaches me. Her hands move up to my hair, ruffling it. Her lips move to mine and she gives me a chaste kiss.

"Hi." I breathe out.

"Hey." She replies. Her hands fall and one entwines in mine.

"So, Sadie Hawkins dance is next week…" I hint as we move towards Journalism.

"I thought you said that all dances were crappy?"

"The ones were the guys ask the girls are crappy, not the one were girls ask the guys. Those are the best dances in, like, ever."

"And why is that?" She asks, squeezing my hand as we enter the classroom.

"Because the girls ask the guys to this dance" I say as we take two seats in the middle of the room. Duncan Kane and Meg Manning stand at the doorway, joined at the lips. Meg pushes Duncan away, laughs, turns around and skips jauntily off to her next class. Duncan saunters in, nods his head in my direction and takes the empty seat beside me.

"Hey Logan, Veronica."

"Hi Kane." Veronica says, turning her computer on and smiling.

"So, you and Meg. Been going out long?" I whisper as Ms. Dents enters the room.

"Almost as long as you and Veronica, I'd wager. How long have you two been going out?" He whispers back, turning his computer on.

"A couple of months." Veronica glances at me and smiles. Smirking, I lean over and kiss her on the corner of her mouth. "Isn't that right Sugarpuss?"

"Sure is Snookums!" She replies, kissing me on the lips.

Behind us, Ms. Dent clears her throat. We pull apart, Veronica's cheeks glowing red. I mouth the word 'later' before I turn back to my computer.

XxxX

Veronica's hands run down my back as I kiss her neck. I suck on her pulse point, watch as her eyes roll up. I move my hips, making her feel my hardness. I kiss her lips hard. She sighs. I smile.

She smiles back as she runs her hands up under my t-shirt. The touch of her skin on mine is electrifying. My hands fall to her ass. I give her a squeeze. Her tongue thrusts into my mouth.

The electrification continues.

Veronica pulls back and sighs again, sitting back in the passenger seat of my SUV. I reach out and tuck a stray strand of hair behind her ear.

"What's wrong baby?"

"We're missing English."

"And? You don't like Ms. Murphy's monotone."

"But I do like to study. I need to get good grades before I can get the hell out of Neptune."

"I forgot. Veronica Mars, the student. It doesn't have as good a ring as Veronica Mars, private investigator."

"Have you talked to your dad about next weekend?"

"Yeah, he's cool with us going away. What about Mr. Mars?"

"He's good too. But he wants me home at 6pm sharp Sunday evening."

"That, we can do." I lean over and kiss her. I feel Veronica smile again. "So, about the up-and-coming dance?" I ask again, my fingers tangle in her hair.

"Yeah?"

"Are you ever going to ask me to it?"

"Maybe…" She says. She smiles at me again and moves towards me, she kisses me hard.

XxxX

"Veronica, I hear you're going to the Sadie's Hawkins dance?" Ms Dent asks, sitting on the edge of the table.

"Yeah, I am."

Did she just say she's going to the dance?

"Well, could you take photos of the couples?"

"Yeah, sure, that would be fine."

And now we won't be dancing? Fantastic. What a perfect way to spend the evening.

"Great! Charge 'em five dollars, okay?" Veronica nods. Ms. Dent jumps from the desk and moves away. I sigh heavily. Veronica turns to me.

"What?"

"Did you ask another boy to the dance?"

"No."

"But you said you were going to the dance."

"And?"

"You didn't ask me. Did we break up and you didn't tell me?"

"No!"

"So, will you just ask me already?"

"Fine." She closes her computer program and faces me.

"Wanna go to the dance with me?"

"Maybe…" I smirk, she hits my shoulder. "Ok, yes. I'd love to." She smiles.

XxxX

"So, I got a call from Keith Mars this afternoon. He says that Veronica seems very happy about your trip this weekend and that he was very grateful that I was allowing you two to use the boat."

My dad is standing in the doorway of the room, arms crossed. His face is in the dark, so I can't see his expression, but from the tone of his voice I can tell he's annoyed. I push back from the desk in my room. He enters the room and turns the main light on.

"So, were you planning on asking my permission anytime soon to use my boat?"

I gulp hard as he moves behind me. He places his hands on my shoulders. I take sharp, shallow breathes. His grip tightens on me. I gasp in pain. He looks into the mirror in the table, looks at my reflection.

"I was gonna ask you Dad, I swear, it's just school has been so hectic." His grip loosens and I start breathing a sigh of relief. His hands move off my shoulders.

"I'll let it slide this time, but only because I like Veronica, like the way you act because of her. But next time? Tell me you're planning a boating trip with your girlfriend."

I nod that I understand. He ruffles my hair, bends his knees and laughs.

"So, you and Veronica are getting close?"

"Yeah, we liked each other without knowing that the other did until a couple of months ago. We've been dating ever since."

"Well, next week, I want to have dinner. Just me, your mom, you and Veronica."

"We can come over before the dance."

"Great." My dad smiles in the mirror, stands up straight and leaves the room, whistling a jaunty tune.

My hands unclench, the blood rushes back into my fingers. My breathing returns to normal. My eyes water. I get up from the chair, switch the light off and fall onto my bed. I push my head into the pillow.

I silently weep, my pillow becoming overly wet.

XxxX

The next day, Friday, I pick Veronica up and tell her my Dad wants to have a chat.

"Are you up to it? It'll only be twenty minutes, twenty five at the most."

"I'm up to it. But it is gonna be hard fitting in meeting my dad and your dad in the same night." My eyes narrow.

"Why does he want me over? I've spent plenty of time over at your place already, even stayed a couple nights."

"That was as my friend…now, you're my boyfriend. It's a totally different conversation you'll be having this time round." We reach school. I park the car perfectly and exit. Veronica joins my side. I take a hold of her hand and kiss her cheek.

"So, I'll see you at lunch?"

"I may be a little late, I've gotta piece of work to finish for the Navigator. Order me Chinese?"

"Always."

I give her one final kiss before we separate for the time being. I enter Mr. Wu's physics class minutes before he does himself. I drop into a seat beside Wallace as Mr. Wu starts spouting off.

Wallace moves his stool closer to me and whispers "So, you and Veronica going to the Sadie Hawkins dance?"

"Yeah. What about you and Jane? Or is it Jackie this day of the week?"

"It's Georgia and yes, she asked me last Tuesday."

"So, we're both not dateless nerds. Excellent. Isn't life grand?"

"It's brilliant."

I raise my hand and we share a high five moment.

"Mr. Echolls and Mr. Fennel. Is this a conversation that you'd like to share with the class?" We shake our heads quickly. "Well, stop talking then."

Wallace rips a page of paper from his copy and scribbles a note. He pushes it across the table to me. Written on it, he asks "wanna go half with in renting a limo?" to which I reply "it isn't prom. Plus, me and Ronnie gotta stop off at her place then mine that night". I pass it back, listening into Wu's class. But that doesn't last long as Wallace passes the paper back. His latest note says "ah, meet the parents, always a fun time."

I chuckle before scrunching the paper up and return my gaze to Wu. He's still speechifying.

XxxX

"I thought I said get me Chinese?" Veronica asks as she opens her container, which is filled to the brim with manicotti.

"I thought you'd like a change of pace. And a little surprise."

I open my own container and take out my lasagne.

"I do love manicotti. Ok, I'll let it slide just this once."

"Hey everybody!" Lilly says, dropping onto Troy Vandergraffs lap.

"Hey gorgeous." He mutters against her lips as she kisses him fully.

"Would you two get a room already?" Duncan groans, dropping his eyes to the table.

"What can I do, Donut? Lilly is just…awesome." Troy smiles, kissing Lilly again.

"Where's Wallace?" Meg asks, looking around the quad.

"He and his woman are spending quality time together." I comment, stabbing the lasagne with my fork before starting to cut it up. "And, for the record, not my words. That's all Wallace Fennel."

"That's all we need to know." Troy says, moving Lilly off his lap and placing her beside him before throwing his arm over her shoulder and pulling her close.

"So, party tonight at Dog Beach, everyone going?"

I turn to Veronica. She's about to put the manicotti-covered fork into her mouth but lowers her hand as I speak.

"Wanna go?"

"Sure. Beats taking photos of cheating spouses I guess."

"Yay, Veronica and Logan are going. I and Troy are too, obviously. We're throwing the party. What about you and the Donut, Meg?"

"I'm sitting right here, you know." Duncan points out.

"Yeah, we're going. But we have to leave early, otherwise my parents will freak."

"So, all we need to do is find out about Wallace and Jane…"

"It's Georgia this week."

"Well, find out if Wallace and Georgia are heading out. Then, and only then, can the party truly begin."

Great, party time at Dog Beach. I wonder if Lamb will take our kegs this time, just like every other time we have a party on the beach. Only a few hours till I find out. One thing is for certain. Fun will be had. The question is: who'll be having the fun?
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