Disclaimer: I do not own Veronica Mars.
I could not contain myself, guys! I had to post another one and the Homecoming Dance one, no less. Hope you like it. I think I put some nice LoVe scenes in there. Next chapter I'll add more of the plot we know from the show mixed with my little changes
Chapter 7
Veronica's doorbell rang at exactly 7:00 PM
"Did Dick plan that?" Keith Mars asked his daughter.
"The boy loves punctuality." She shrugged.
"Veronica Mars are you ready to boogie?"Dick exclaimed when she opened the door.
"Did we get transported back in time to 1960?"
"No?"
"Good, then stop saying things like 'boogie'"
"Hey, the 60's were a beautiful decade." Her father said.
"Whatever you say, Pops."
"Are you trying to call me old?"
"Oh look at the time! We really must be going, Dick. Bye Pops!"
"Curfew is 12:30"
"2:00!" she shouted before stepping into the rented limo.
"1:45 and then I'll activate the tracker in your cell phone" Keith muttered under his breath.
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"Ronnie, you look majorly hooooot!" Dick said as the limo drove to pick up Wallace and Georgia.
"Thanks, you look pretty dashing in the tux."
"I know, I just bought it this morning."
"Is that why you were late to English?"
"Yep. When did you get that hot little number?"
"Last year. Lilly made me. She said I was red satin on the inside."
"Then she must have known you'd work it on the outside too. Can I get a WOOP WOOP!"
"A Woop Woop?"
"It's the sound you make when you look hot and you're ready to face anything. A party or a world war."
"Fine." She said, agreeing with his logic.
"On the count of 3. 1-2-3!"
"WOOP WOOP!"
The two best friends yelled the whole ride to Wallace's house.
"Were you two the ones screaming? I heard it blocks away."
"Guilty!"Veronica giggled.
"Giggling, Veronica? Are you drunk?"
"I haven't had 1 drop of alcohol. Hello, Georgia." She smiled at Wallace's shy date.
"Hi." She replied quietly.
"WOOP WOOP!" Veronica shouted.
"Oh God what have I unleashed?" Dick shook his head as the tiny blonde let all her energy out and at the same time made Dick's ears hurt.
Yet, Dick was proud of himself for making her this happy. She deserved happiness and love. This dance was the first step to a better future. She would accept Lilly's death and disappearance from her life better if she tried to be happy more often. Dick knew Veronica had several open wounds in her heart. One for the mother that abandoned her, one for Lilly, one for whoever had stolen her virginity, and one for Logan Echolls.
Lately, Logan seemed to be sewing the wound back together with care. Veronica thought Dick didn't see, but he did. She had a special spark in her eyes when she was looking at Logan. And Logan wasn't so stealthy either. His lost, puppy god stares may have been missed by Veronica, but Dick knew his ex-friend pretty well. Logan had feelings for Veronica.
"Ronnie, where's Logan tonight?" he whispered so only she heard.
"Uh, I wouldn't know." She lied.
"Ronnie, look at this face." He demanded. When she did he continued "This is my not-convinced face."
She sighed.
"Dick-"
"It was a simple question. Relax. He must be having a nice time at the dance just like we're going to have. It's a perfect night out and the perfect time to enjoy ourselves because we're young and alive."
"He's not at the dance."
"Oh, really?" Dick pretended to be surprised at the news.
"You already knew that, Sherlock."
"Not 100%, Watson but thanks for clearing that up."
"Why am I Watson? I'm a private investigator which is a micro level under detective."
"Not when things deal with Logan. Where is he?"
"Dog Beach."
"Getting drunk by himself." He said as a statement and not a question.
"How's you know?"
"He did it frequently in the weeks after Lilly's death."
"He shouldn't be alone on that beach tonight." She said, almost to herself.
"Looks like someone's having an epiphany. Driver, can we make a quick stop? Dog Beach, please."
"I owe you one, Dick."
"On the house, Ronnie." He winked.
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Logan was on his 3rd can of beer. He felt a light buzz, but he wasn't drunk. Not yet. But, beers 4-12 should handle that.
"Lonely, I'm Mr. Lonely. I have nobody for my own." Logan sang, thinking he was alone.
"Hey Mr. Lonely, you done moping? We're already 15 minutes late to the Homecoming dance. I know you're a fan of grand entrances but Wallace's date is the timid type."
"Veronica? Where did you get that dress?" he asked confused that she was there and equally stunned at how beautiful her pale skin looked in red satin.
"The whole world doesn't need to know where I shop. Come on, Echolls. The limo's champagne is gonna stop bubbling. And that's no fun."
"I'm not going to the dance."
"Sure you are. You're dressed for it." She gestured to his sharp tuxedo.
"I'm doing something important here. You, of all people, should understand." He said with some bitterness.
"Logan, we can't get drunk and depressed today. Last year, we had an amazing night and Lilly wouldn't want us suffering tonight. This isn't the right way to honor her. Someone made me realize the right way to do it." She smiled, thinking of Dick's wisdom.
"I won't go, Veronica." He stated, his gaze challenging her to force him.
"Okay, I won't make you do what you don't want to do." She turned to go, but paused and faced his direction again. "I almost forgot."
Logan was about to ask what she forgot when he saw her stride past him and reach the ocean's light waves. She flashed him a grin and began to unzip her dress. Logan's eyes widened and he immediately closed them.
"What are you doing?" he asked, eyes firmly shut.
"I'm going skinny dipping."
"I realize that. Why?"
"For Lilly." She said and he heard a splash. He opened his eyes and spotted Veronica's short, blonde curls farther into the ocean.
"I've never not been skinny dipping!" Veronica shouted with glee. Logan chuckled and held out his beer can before taking a sip.
"Let's do this dance thing then."
"Allrighty." She grinned and Logan turned as she put her dress back on.
"What a perfect gentleman." She laughed.
"Only for you, Mars."
She didn't respond and instead snatched the beer from his hand and threw it into the nearby trash can. Then, she grabbed his hand and pulled him to the limo.
"Let's party, ya'll!" she shouted and Dick let out a loud
"WOOP WOOP!"
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Veronica's lips hurt from the yard-long smile she'd been sporting the whole night. When they'd first arrived to the dance people gave them glares and then puzzled looks at seeing the not-so-popular outcasts with Logan Echolls, their ruler. Logan paid no attention to those looks. He was there for Lilly and for Veronica. It was all that mattered.
"May I have this dance, Miss Mars?" Logan asked near the end of the night, holding out his hand. Veronica stood from the group's table.
"You may." She took his hand and ignored Dick's catcalls.
"This one's for all the lovers out there! We know love isn't always easy, but it's worth it in the end." The DJ announced and both Logan and Veronica felt awkward when the lights dimmed and Hoobastank's The Reason started to play.
"We can wait for another song" Logan offered.
"No, it's fine." Veronica stepped closer and put her arms around his neck. Logan slowly placed his hands on her waist. They began to sway to the music, trying not to look directly into each other's eyes. The lyrics of the song were not helping matters. It was becoming increasingly difficult to ignore the similarities between the song and Veronica and Logan's relationship.
"I'm sorry that I hurt you,
it's something I must live with every day.
And all the pain I put you through,
I wish that I could take it all away
and be the one who catches all your tears…"
Logan looked down at the exact moment Veronica looked up. Their eyes met and as the chorus exploded from the speakers both leaned in closer. And then they kissed.
Veronica swore she felt the fireworks all the girls in the movies talked about.
