Disclaimer: I own absolutely nothing. Rob Thomas owns the characters and all.

Author's Note: This is my very first fanfic! Hope you'll like it.

Is He Really Back?


He grabbed his cell-phone from the night stand. He punched the numbers that was on his mind without thinking. And when he was about to press the dial button, he realized what he was about to do. For that slight moment, he thought that it wasn't him. The man who was about to call Veronica Mars to comfort him in the middle of the night isn't Casey Gant. Why would he even consider doing that? He didn't even like her. Even if he wanted to call someone, which isn't saying that he wanted to, he wouldn't call her. Wait, he realized that he had broken up with Darcy, so currently he doesn't have anyone to call. He is Casey Gant. He doesn't need anyone, like his grandmother didn't need anyone.

The next morning he woke up with a terrible headache. He took a couple pills of aspirin and swallows it plainly. There was this terrible noise outside of his house, the sound of a car engine running. Figured his dad bribed him with a new car, from the sound of it, maybe Porsche. He's gotten used to all the expensive things his parents have showered him in. After all, he's an 09er, that's what Dick and Logan had said 3 years ago when he first confessed to them that he liked his old phone instead of the new PDA his father bought him. He knew that life is always more than that, but somehow he didn't want to find out, especially after his grandmother's gone.

When he drove to school, he was aware that somehow he forgot about everything for the past few days. He kept trying to remember, but all there was is blank. He parked his car, and there she was, Veronica Mars. Maybe his mind was playing trick, but he saw her eyes widened in shock when she saw him.

"What's up, Veronica," he smirked at her, walking away.

He didn't like her staring at him like that. But inside, he still couldn't decide if he felt uneasy because he doesn't like Veronica or because he likes her. But that is just out of the question, he thought. 'Veronica Mars isn't the girl you'd want to screw, Casey,' he said to himself. He is confused, and he needs to regain himself soon unless he wants to ruin his grandmother's master plan.

"Yeah, the plan…" he said. He forgot about the plan.

"Hey! My man, Casey! How you doing?" said Dick.

"What 'sup, Dick? What you guys doing tonight?" asked him.

"Party, of course! Logan's place at 8. See you there!" Dick waved.

"Sure, whatever normal…" he sighed. Casey the 09er is back.

Although no one seemed to notice, Casey didn't feel like he belonged in the party at Logan's a few days ago. He almost felt… uneasy. He couldn't dance like he used to be, or pull a prank on Beaver as his ritual. It just felt wrong. He didn't have the time to party like an 09er anymore. He could see his future very clearly now, it's work. He knew he won't like it, but he'd do it anyway, for his family. His parents never knew about all this arrangements Casey's grandmother made for him. But he didn't think they'd care anyway. As long as they have their money, they won't mind doing anything. But the plan that seemed so good a few days ago started to seem so difficult. He couldn't help but second guessing himself.

The past few weeks have been all school and work. There were lots of parties going on, but he wouldn't go. He has to concentrate. There are mountains of work that needed to be done, and he couldn't possibly hand over the work to his father. He'd just ruin them. After his grandma got ill a few years ago, his father took over the company. Not only did he make the wrong decisions all the time, he also broken a deal to the company's most valuable client. That is one of the reasons his grandma's condition worsened. It was all his father's fault.

About a year ago, when his father confronted his grandmother, Casey decided to step up and offered himself to resume the position of his father. To the shock of everyone in that room, Casey's dad gave away his position.

"Of course, son, you can have the company. But with one condition."

Casey smirked. There will always be a condition with his dad.

"Yes, father. What condition?" He knew that it would probably be nothing.

"I get monthly salary as the director." He said, fiddling with his cell phone.

"Sure, whatever you think is best for the company, dad," said Casey sarcastically.

His grandmother was relieved, and decided to share her plan to Casey. She was planning to hand over all her assets to Casey and told him to follow the plan she had arranged. Casey's beloved grandma will made him a leader. She had really big plans for him, but he wasn't strong enough. She knew well enough that if somebody wanted to be a great leader, he has to have someone by his side. And she had to find a way to make him understand. She taught him well, but she had never realized, until then, that she taught him one thing that is wrong. Everyone needs a partner, even herself, but she had loved her husband, so she couldn't be the perfect example for him.


Author's Note: So, the second chapter is a bit longer, and I hope the story is getting better, but what do you think? R&R please. Thank You