Hey everybody, I was completely blown away by the response to the first chapter. This is my first Veronica Mars story and I'm a new Veronica Mars fan so if I get anything wrong, feel free to tell me. I love the show and since it's been on such a long break I had to resort to writing my own story. I hope the second chapter is as well received.
Some people didn't like that I kept in some of the real dialogue from the show but it helps me keep the flow of the story since I'm trying to go along with the real episodes. I do try to add a lot of my own into it too.
I also love Veronica and Logan together and I'm mad that they can never be together and just be happy so know that when they do get together in my story, and they do!!!! I won't have them breaking up in the next chapter. :) That bugs me!
I'm also sorry about the length but I like long chapters when I read a story, instead of short choppy ones. Sorry to you who don't but I can say most chapters to this story will be long.
Disclaimor: I do not own Veronica Mars.
Logan groaned as he walked over to get the paper. He hated mornings, any mornings. Life would be much better if you could sleep in 'til noon. He also hated mornings with annoying tourists snapping pictures of him in his pajamas.
"Quite a show, huh?" Logan asked sarcastically. He looked back at his mother who was standing in the doorway. "Don't you people have lives?"
He heard the m yelling at him asking him the most bizarre questions and they actually acted surprised that he didn't answer a single one of them. He couldn't stand the his father's fans. "You don't see me poking around your trailer park, do you?" He turned and headed back towards the house and
"Hey, uh, uh, are you the son?" one voice said standing out from the others.
Logan paused and looked at his mom one more time before turning around and walking back towards the crowd at the gate. "I'm the guy telling you to get back on the bus and get out of my driveway."
"Logan! Come back in the house, honey," Lynn called from the front porch. She didn't want Logan getting into a fight with one of his father's fan.
Logan sighed as he headed towards his scooter but paused when he heard the crowd beginning to scream and he knew that his father had finally arrived. He turned to watch as his dad climbed out of the back of his car and waved at his fans.
"Hey, you guys are out early," Aaron said signing some autographs. He smiles as he poses for some pictures and that's when he spies his son staring at him in the distance. "Hey Logan. Come here!"
Logan rolled his eyes as the fans made some noise, he wasn't the famous one and couldn't they see through his father's crap.
"Get a few shots with my son, huh?" Aaron asked as he took off his sunglasses and wrapped an arm around Logan's shoulders. "There you go, smile Logan." He watched as his son smiled but it was more of a grimace. "Don't forget these folks pay for all of this huh?"
Logan stood for a couple more pictures before he made his excuses mumbling something about school as he headed back up to the house. A really big part of him didn't even want to go to school today and he wished he could call up Duncan or Dick so they could play hooky. But there was a smaller part of him that wanted to go to school. Some of the best moments in his day was when got to banter back and forth with Veronica. Go figure.
He still couldn't forget what she'd said to him. He never really thought about how Veronica felt. He'd only focused on his feelings and his betrayal.. It didn't take a genius to figure out Veronica felt the same way. Which surprised him.
Veronica had turned into such a bad ass and was a completely different person than she was before. She acted like she didn't need anybody but her father. She'd antagonized most of the kids at Neptune High that he just forgot that she had feelings and the things him and his fellow classmates did to her really did hurt her.
He didn't want to admit that he felt ashamed because he'd spent most of his life never atoning for his actions. He had a feeling that if he wanted to have Veronica back in his life, which he wasn't sure he wanted yet, he would have to do some serious groveling.
He walked into his room and looked around at the empty walls. He'd taken down every picture in his room shortly after Lily's funeral and his confrontation with Veronica. He hated looking at pictures of happier times. Now he was full of pain and anger when he wasn't feeling completely empty, devoid of any emotion. He probably needed therapy but knew enough about himself that he wouldn't take it seriously so why bother?
He opened the bottom drawer in his desk and pulled out a manila envelope that held all the pictures that he'd ripped off the wall. He'd almost thrown them all away before some sanity had interfered and he'd stuffed them into an envelope and put them away in the drawer.
The first picture he'd pulled out was coincidentally from Homecoming the year before. It was one Duncan and Lily's mom had taken and he couldn't help but laugh at the look on their faces. Boy they had loved to goof off. He found himself staring at Veronica and Lily who had their faces besides each other and were blowing kisses at the camera.
He never should have accused her of not caring for Lily. If there was one person in the world besides him who loved Lily Kane it was Veronica. They had been closer than best friends…more like sisters. Which had pissed off many 09er girls who didn't feel Veronica was at their level. It had been easy for the 09ers to shun Veronica, most of them hadn't liked her in the first place.
Back then it had surprised him that nobody liked her. She'd been cute in her own sweet and innocent way. She didn't say anything without Lily's approval but he'd seen the spark in her eyes many times when she'd bitten her tongue. This new Veronica had been waiting to come out. It was just too bad that Lily wasn't around to see her. She would have loved bad ass Veronica Mars.
He heard his mom calling him from downstairs and put the picture back in the envelope before tossing it in the drawer again. He had to get dressed and get to school. Lots of things to see and do, people to tolerate, people to annoy. His life was so fulfilling.
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"I gotta go see a teacher 'bout a grade," Wallace said standing up. He'd already stayed longer than he'd planned but he had to watch Wanda get dragged to the principal's office. His old school couldn't compare to Neptune High, he loved his new school.
"Hopefully not your English teacher," Veronica joked laughing as Wallace rolled his eyes and left her alone at the lunch table. She yawned as she hurried to finish her homework that was due later today. She'd spent the whole night trailing a cheating husband and still hadn't got the money shot. She hated cheaters.
"Aww, looks like somebody missed out on their beauty sleep," Dick said making a face.
"Go away Dick," Veronica said without looking up from her notebook. She didn't even have the energy to look up and banter with him.
"Not your best material there Mars," Dick said but he walked over to the 09er's table and took his normal seat beside Madison Sinclair.
Veronica looked up then and stared at the table of her old friends. There were days she missed sitting with them. She missed the mundane talk about unfair teachers, the newest fad and how parents just didn't understand. Now she rarely got to talk about anything that didn't have to do with cheating spouses, parole violators and bail jumpers.
"If you stare any harder they are bound to make up another rumor of how you're lusting after Duncan," Logan said leaning down so his head was right beside hers.
"Them or you Logan," Veronica said clenching her fingers around her pencil.
"I don't spread rumors," Logan said moving so he was sitting down beside her. "I fabricate them and then my minions spread them for me."
"You sound so proud of that," Veronica said making a face.
"Not proud exactly," Logan admitted after a moment of silence. "Resigned would be a better word I think."
"It's sad that you get off on making fun of other people Logan," Veronica said setting her pen down. She started getting her things together. If she hurried she could go to the library and finish the paper in silence.
"The truth is Veronica," Logan said standing up. "I don't care about anybody or anything anymore." He waited until he had her full attention before continuing. "I use to care and got smacked in the face so I decided to just quit caring. Make's life surprisingly easier."
"For you maybe," Veronica said softly. "But not to the people who still care about you."
She walked away from him and made a beeline for the library. She didn't want to sit and talk about the past with Logan. Just thinking of how things use to be and how they were now made her sad. Veronica didn't like being sad, it was easier to be angry.
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Veronica was putting the chocolate sauce on her ice cream sundae when her dad walked in and set his briefcase down on the counter.
"Hmm, all out, huh?" Keith said sighing as he sat down in his chair.
"Tough day?" Veronica asked.
"That ain't the half of it. See, this dame walks in and you shoulda seen the getaway sticks on her. Says something's hinky with her old man," he said in his Philip Marlowe impersonation.
"D'ya put the screws to him?" Veronica asked smiling.
"You ain't kidding. He sang like a canary," Keith said watching Veronica put the finishing touches on her sundae.
"Well, you're in luck, Philip Marlowe because it's dessert for dinner tonight and I've got a whole sundae thing set up here," Veronica said motioning to the ice cream fixings she had set out onto the counter.
"You know, if Child Services finds out about this, they will take you away," Keith said walking towards the counter.
"Well, that's a risk I'm willing to take," Veronica said as she took a huge bite of her sundae.
"Honey. Shouldn't we try something at the base of the food pyramid, you know, fruits and vegetables?" Keith asked.
"What is that?" she asked gasping. She picks something out of the bowl and smiles. "A maraschino cherry?"
Keith rolled his eyes but started scooping ice cream into his bowl. Sometimes just going along with his daughter. He'd learned early on that you had to pick your battles with Veronica and this was definitely one to drop.
He was about to say something when he heard the announcer on the TV bring up the Lily y Kane murder case. He knew he couldn't shield the constant footage of the grisly murder from Veronica but that didn't stop him from wishing he could. He walked over so he was standing by Veronica who was sitting in the chair staring at the TV. He listened for another moment before shutting off the TV. He couldn't handle listening to anything that had to do with the case.
The Lily Kane case had destroyed his life. He'd given that case everything he had, followed every clue even when it made him the bad guy. He'd pursued every lead and even went after one of the most influential people in Neptune. In the end he'd lost his job, his wife and his home. But the biggest loss was watching his daughter lose her friends and become the town reject. He hated that case.
"Why did he do that?" Veronica asked quietly watching as her dad walked back into the kitchen.
"Guess he's ready to die," Keith replied finishing making his own sundae.
"Well, what are you going to do about it? You don't believe he's guilty…" Veronica said slowly.
"I hate to break it to you, honey, but nobody in Neptune cares what I believe in. They didn't care when I was Sheriff, they sure as hell don't care now. This town's gonna have to find another conspiracy nut," Keith said frustrated because he was still interested in the case and he still had his own theories about what went down at the Kane mansion that day.
Veronica watched her father walk into his bedroom and shut the door. She sat in the chair without turning the TV back on and finished her ice cream. She knew her father was still bitter about being kicked out of office and she didn't blame him. She wished she knew more about the case so she could help him. She just felt so useless right now. And she hated feeling useless.
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Logan sat at the 09er lunch table but his eyes were on Veronica who was sitting with Wanda recording whatever the dumb outcast had to say. He couldn't stand some of the kids in this school. Actually, he couldn't stand any of the kids in Neptune High. He could count on one hand the number of people he really gave a shit about and most of them weren't even sitting beside him at the moment.
Number one would always be his Mom. She was the only person in his current life who listened to him and cared. Yeah she stood by and let his dad punish him in ways the law would frown upon but she also was the one that spoke of leaving him one day. Not that he honestly believed her but it was nice to think about.
Number two would have to be Duncan. They had their issues and problems but in the end they had each other's backs and that would never change. He still remembered the first time he'd met Duncan and how he'd stopped everybody from harassing the 'new kid'. From that moment on they'd been best friends.
Number three was surprisingly Veronica. He'd tried to take her off the list all year but she kept ending up back in her spot. She'd been the only person to not treat him special because his father was Aaron Echolls, she'd actually said so what when somebody had told her. He'd been enthralled by her ever since.
When he saw her get up and start walking up he grabbed his books and hurried to catch up to her in the hallway by the journalism room. "So what'd Wanda have to say?" he asked smiling when she glared at him.
"Just her reasons for running," Veronica said walking faster.
"And…" Logan said.
"If you're that interested you can read about them in tomorrow's paper," Veronica said stopping at her locker.
"You don't think she's actually going to win do you?" Logan asked smirking when Veronica finally turned so she was facing him.
"Why do you care what I think?" she asked confused. "You've never cared before now and I don't understand…understand you." Veronica hated that the words she'd been practicing for days failed to come at the moment she needed them most. "Yes I think Wanda stands a chance in the election."
She opened her locker and was about to say something else when she saw the envelope sitting on top of her stack of books. It was a normal envelope, nothing sinister about it but Veronica had a sense of foreboding as she picked it up.
"She's not going to win," Logan was saying when he saw her freeze and stare at an envelop in her locker. "What's that?"
Veronica jumped, she'd forgotten he was there and grabbed the envelope before she slammed her locker door. "It's nothing," she muttered. When she would have walked away Logan stopped her by wrapping his hand around her wrist. "Logan…fine…Wanda doesn't stand a chance. Your precious Pirate Points won't be going anywhere." When he still held onto her wrist she sighed. "Can I please go now?"
Logan nodded as he let go of her wrist. He watched her hurry off down the hall but didn't move from where he was standing. He was worried about her, which surprised him. If there was one thing he had thought before this moment it was that Veronica could handle herself. He saw Dick waving at him from down the hall and he headed towards his friend, pushing the thoughts of Veronica on the back burner for now.
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Veronica didn't get a chance to open the envelope until that evening at the office. She'd been distracted by Duncan announcing his candidacy. She'd never seen him as a politician and couldn't imagine him wanting to do this. She hadn't been surprised to find out he'd had nothing to do with it. Those damn 09er's would do anything to keep those Pirate Points.
She pulled the envelope out of her bag and stared at it again, wondering who'd put it in her locker. She finally opened the seal and pulled out the photograph that was inside. She gasped when she saw a picture of her Mom. It had to be a current picture because her Mom looked different, older somehow even though it'd been a year. She looked like she was sleeping or at least Veronica prayed she was asleep. She couldn't imagine the other possibilities at the moment.
She flipped the photograph over and took a deep breath when she read the words on the other side. Leave it alone… Leave what alone? Lily Kane's murder? Her mom's disappearance from her life? What exactly was she suppose to leave alone?
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Veronica sat outside with Wallace talking about the votes yesterday and how Wanda was going to win. "In a way, it's a little sad. You know, the end of an era. Wanda wins and no more Pirate Points. No more lunch delivery." She grew quiet as did the rest of the student's as Principal Clemmons voice came over the intercom.
"Attention students. The results of the election have been tabulated. There will be no runoff votes in any of the races."
"Thank god," Duncan said clearly relieved.
"The winner in the office of secretary, Bryan Gibson, Vice President, Katie Keenan. And it gives me great pleasure to announce, the 2004-2005 SCA President, Duncan Kane," Clemmons said surprising everybody. There were few cheers but lots of boos.
"That's how it's done!" Logan said standing up to gloat.
"That's a steaming crock, Clemmons," Corny said ticked off.
"There's no way Duncan Kane could have carried half the student body," Wallace said confused.
"Now I've got a story," Veronica said staring at the 09er table where everybody was high fiving each other.
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Veronica had taken most of the day getting Mrs. Donaldson to let her review the ballots and finally was able to review them because of Mallory. She was probably the one of the few teachers at Neptune who wasn't corrupt yet.
"What'd you get?" Veronica asked as Wallace finished running the last of the ballots in the counting machine.
"Duncan still wins with 743 votes. How many times are we going to run it?" Wallace asked getting bored.
"No sign of anyone erasing ballots. No ballots missing," she said confused. Hey. Student 43059. Who the hell is candidate E and why did you vote for her?"
"You think I'm not voting for the sister? And for what possible reason do you have my student ID number memorized?" Wallace asked smirking. They all looked up as Mrs. Donaldson walked into the room.
"You can toss those ballots in the recycle bin when you're done uncovering "corruption," she said making air quotes. She turned and walked out of the room. Wanda makes a face at her retreating back.
"What?" Veronica asked confused.
"What is it?" Wanda asked.
"Well if "Wanda rulez," why'd you vote for Duncan, you head case? I wanna find out who this kid is and what art room he voted in," Veronica said handing the ballot to an offended Wallace.
"Yeah, and I want a statue of myself in the main lobby, holding a musket, staring down danger," Wallace said taking the ballot from her hand. "Since we're talking about stuff we want."
"Please?" Veronica asked smiling sweetly.
"How hard was that?" Wallace asked walking over to the office computer. "Kevin Carney. He's got art first period."
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Veronica walked into the apartment and set her bag down on the counter. It had been a long day with solving the case of how Duncan won. Who would have thought Madison could have thought up such a brilliant plan? If Veronica didn't hate her so much she would have applauded the ingenuity of it.
She filled a glass with water and grabbed her bag heading back to her room where she shut the door. She sat down and pulled out the two photo's for two separate cases. The first was of her Mom and she took a deep breath before turning to look at the other one.
Lily's bedroom. The one place Veronica had spent the most time with Lily. It made her sad to see the room again but it also made her that much more determined to solve the case. She had to find out who had killed Lily.
She enlarged the photo focusing in on one particular item. Lily's white shoes with the heart on them that she herself had drawn. She pictured the day so clearly smiling when she remembered how disgusted Lily had been when she'd read Duncan's name instead of Logan's.
How could those shoes be in the crime scene photo of Lily's room and in the footage of Abel Koontz? That was the so called evidence they had to convict him of the crime? None of this made sense. Able Koontz really wasn't the man who'd killed Lily. She'd hoped he was and that it was finally over but it wasn't. It was only just beginning.
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"I'm gonna kill whoever did this!" Wanda yelled slamming her fist against her locker.
"They're just posters. You still own the message," Veronica said smiling sadly. She hated that people were attacking Wanda just because she had the clear shot for the win.
"They're not just posters. They spray painted "Narc" on the hood of my car," Wanda explained pissed off.
"You know they only chose the word "narc" because it would hit closest to home with your constituency," Veronica pointed out.
"I shouldn't find that comforting. But I do," Wanda said calming down.
"Well, why don't you come over tonight and we'll make new posters. And I'll get some puffy paint and an Avril Lavigne CD and it'll be just like our pep squad days," Veronica said in a fake peppy voice.
"Awesome," Wanda said playing along clapping her hands together like they use to do when they were cheerleaders. She struck a perky pose making Veronica laugh.
"Okay, don't do that," Veronica said before watching Wanda walk away. She had a guy to see about a smear campaign that was wrong.
"Bravo, Logan. It's a new low. And just when the critics were having some doubts," Veronica said walking over to Logan who was sitting in the journalism room with Duncan.
"Mmm. Must be talking about your, uh, narc friend, W-W-W-Wanda," Logan said looking at Duncan before answering her. He laughs but stops when Veronica just stares at him. "Well, isn't it time that you found another bad guy?" When Veronica just continues to stare at him he gets serious. "Look, I just don't…have time to be responsible for every little thing that goes wrong in your life."
Veronica doesn't know what to believe but watches him walk away to the other side of the room and walks over towards Duncan. "So, was it your idea or did you just play it your usual way?"
"What's my usual way?" Duncan asked confused.
"Oh, you know, Duncan. You don't initiate trouble. You don't initiate much of anything anymore," Veronica said slowly pausing when she realized what she was saying.
"Don't stop there, Veronica. Say it. What's my usual way?" Duncan asked glaring at her.
"You stand idly by," She said enunciating every word. She stares into his eyes before walking away leaving him staring after her. She hated calling him out but it was time for him to open his eyes and see what was happening right in front of him. The old Duncan Kane wouldn't have watched somebody get attacked like his friends were doing right now.
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"Hey, Dad," Logan said walking into the living room of the Echoll's mansion. He'd known as soon as Dick had shown him the video of the Bum Fight that he'd be having it out with his father. "What are you doing up?"
"I couldn't sleep. What with the phone ringing every five minutes," Aaron said standing up and started walking towards Logan."Access Hollywood, Entertainment Tonight, E! Any guesses what they wanted to talk about? My charity work? No. My latest Christmas movie? No." He places his hand heavily on the back of Logan's shoulder and turns so he can wrap his arm around his son. "They wanted to talk about my son's latest opus. Skid Row Boxing." Aaron bends his hand so it's on the back of Logan's head.
"Look, Dad, I, uh…I didn't know what-" Logan said putting his hands on his forehead.
Aaron grasps the back of Logan's neck. "I have to say that your performance was really impressive. The way you play the ungrateful son determined to humiliate his father was utterly impressive," he said getting louder after every sentence until he was yelling at the end. Aaron flings Logan across the room and Logan lands face down on the sofa and scrabbles around to face his father, still half-lying across the sofa.
"Do you have any idea what you just cost this family? Of course you don't. You never had to work for anything in your life. Now, tomorrow, after school, you're going to get your first lesson in public relations," Aaron said glaring at his son. "Logan. Don't you ever embarrass me again."
Logan watched as his father walked away and he took a moment to steady his breathing before he pulled himself into a sitting position. He'd gotten worse before, much worse. At least tonight his mom wouldn't have to bandage any cuts or anything. No tonight he'd just have to calm his racing his heart and lock his bedroom door. Not that a locked door could keep his father out of his room if he was determined to get in.
He finally stood up and started walking towards the stairs so he could get some peace but he heard footsteps coming down the hall. He closed his eyes expecting another attack from his father but sighed in relief when he smelled his mother's perfume.
"Logan," Lynn said softly walking into the room. "Why do you insist on riling him?"
"Riling him," Logan said laughing but it was definitely without humor. "Is that what I'm doing mother?"
"Bum Fights Logan?" Lynn asked clearly exasperated. "It's like you're begging him to punish you. If you'd just listen to me and stop these shenanigans-"
"You know mom," Logan said beyond frustrated now. "I agree that it was a bad idea to host a Bum Fight but I don't agree with you when you say I'm begging him to punish me. I don't beg for anything, least of all to have my dad whip me or throw me across a room."
Lynn stood there watching as her son walked away leaving her to shut off the light and walk quietly back to the master bedroom. She wished she knew how to talk to Logan about his antics and how to talk to her husband about his ideas of punishment. Both of them were so similar she wished they'd both see it.
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Veronica was handing out bumper stickers to her fellow classmates and smiled when she saw Weevil walking towards her. "Weevil, put one on the back of your bike," she said holding out a Go Wanda sticker.
"Naw. I'm not going to vote for that narc," Weevil said shaking his head.
"Come on, Weevil. You know better than to believe everything you hear at this school. That's just dirty politics," Veronica said smiling.
"You might want to explain that to Felix. Somehow the sheriff found out that all the "Welcome to Neptune" signs are hanging up in his bedroom, a week after he hooks up with your girl Wanda. Now how did that happen, huh? Now homeboy's got four weekends of highway clean up," Weevil explained before he raised his eyebrows as he walked into the school.
Veronica slowly lowered her hand that was holding the Go Wanda stickers. She hadn't known Weevil that long but for him to have such strong convictions against somebody, at least part of what he said had to be true.
She walked into the school and spied Wanda walking a little ahead of her. "Hey, superstar. Are you nervous?"
"I'm so embarrassed, but yes," Wanda said.
"Well, I think we should celebrate this weekend. Win or lose. I heard about this rave out in the desert. And we can make it if we leave directly after school tomorrow," Veronica said.
Bitchin'. I'll tell my mom I'm spending the night at your place. Do we need any…provisions?" Wanda asked slyly.
"Provisions? With a capital E, absolutely. But I know a guy," Veronica said dropping the bait.
"Oh, jealous. Wish I knew a guy," Wanda said giving her the victory sign.
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"Hey Veronica. Deputy wants to inspect your locker," a fellow student said handing over the slip from the office.
Veronica sighed. "You'd think I'd quit being surprised at finding a knife in my back," she said softly as she headed out of the classroom towards her locker.
"Ah, Veronica Mars," Deputy Sacks said from in front of her locker.
"We meet again," Veronica said sarcastically.
"The Sheriff's Department has asked me-" Clemmons said starting the long speech he always had prepared for moments like this.
"I could just give you my locker combination, save us all a lot of trouble," she said opening her locker. She watches Sacks search her backpack and smiles when he pulls out a "Cat in the Hat" red and white striped hat.
"Nothing," he said shrugging his shoulders.
"There's a couple of suckers," Veronica said smirking when she saw she had their attention. "In the bag if you want one." She watches them walk off down the hallway as Mrs. Donaldson comes over the PA system.
"This is Mrs. Donaldson, the student council advisor. I'm pleased to announce that the winner of the student council presidency is…Duncan Kane," she said.
Veronica watches as the cliques either cheer or boo and move on their way. She sees a despondent Wanda in the distance and hurries to catch up with her. "Wanda! I guess we're not going to that rave in the desert but I do have a pretty good idea of where you can stick these."
"You don't understand," Wanda said quickly.
"You're right. I don't. Why don't you explain it to me?" Veronica asked glaring at her.
"I got busted last year for possession. This was the only way that they would keep it off my record. I'd never get into Williams with a drug charge on my file," Wanda explained clearly expecting Veronica to accept her explanation.
"So you were willing to wreck my future to save your own," Veronica said in disgust.
"Veronica! This wasn't just about getting into college. If I would have won, I would have done what I promised. We would have changed the way things work around here," Wanda said loudly as Veronica started to walk away.
"You know what," Veronica said turning to hand the stickers to her. "No hard feelings. I didn't vote for you."
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Veronica walked towards her car having just finished listening to Duncan's acceptance speech for president. Maybe he really would change how some things ran at Neptune High but until she actually saw the changes, she wasn't buying it. She'd been stabbed enough in the back.
"Hey Veronica," Logan said falling into step with her. When she didn't say anything to him he sighed. "Look I'm sorry about yesterday, I was in a bad mood and it had nothing to do with you."
"Doesn't matter Logan," Veronica said reaching her car. She tried to open her car door but Logan leaned back against it making her efforts fruitless. "I have places to be."
"Not until you accept my apology," Logan said smirking.
"Fine," Veronica said rolling her eyes. "Apology accepted. Can I go now?"
"Now don't you have something to say to me," Logan said without moving.
"Get out of my way," she said slowly talking to him like he was dim witted.
"Not exactly what I was looking for," Logan said thoughtfully.
"Logan Echolls," Veronica said through clenched teeth but she stopped and took a deep breath. He obviously wasn't going to move until she said what he wanted to hear. "I am sorry for what I said."
"Now I'm going to accept that apology even though I can tell you didn't mean it," Logan said stepping away from the car so she could pull the door open. "But just so you know, it wasn't me who started that rumor. No, I jumped on the bandwagon when I found out it was true but I didn't start it."
"Doesn't matter," Veronica said tossing her bag inside her car. "Turned out it wasn't just a rumor."
"Yeah," Logan said nodding his head. "Isn't it sad when you realize somebody isn't who they pretended to be."
Veronica looked at Logan surprised at the dig. He'd been nice the past couple days, well maybe not nice but he wasn't publicly putting her down anymore. She'd almost begun to believe that he was going to change and stop harassing her. "Real nice Logan," she said climbing into the driver's seat.
"Just telling it like I see it Veronica," Logan said walking backwards so she could pull out. He watched her drive away and headed towards his own car. He also had someplace he had to be. Like the family doctor, a big fan of Aaron Echolls, who looked the other way whenever Lynn brought Logan in for an appointment. Damn he hated his father.
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