Disclaimer: It should be obvious by now that I don't own this show, but in case it isn't, I DON'T OWN ANY PART OF VERONICA MARS.
"You Ok?" Wallace's words shocked her out of her reverie. She blinked up at him a few times, a blank stare reflecting from her eyes. He leaned closer to her and grabbed the pen she'd been chewing on out of her mouth. "You're one bite away from eruption." She looked down at the pen blankly, a small smile gracing her lips.
"I'm sorry, Wallace." She murmured, brushing her hair out of her eyes, and really focusing on him. She tried to smile, but it didn't quite reach her eyes, and she knew that he could tell. "I guess I'm just a little out of it today." The bell rang overhead, and as they began their slow tread out of the classroom, she was stopped by his laughter.
"No, Veronica, Cody Hansen was out of it this morning in French when Mademoiselle Ranoux was giving the verbal test, and he didn't write anything down. You were like, on a different planet out of it." She smiled wanly, and headed towards her locker, looking more at Wallace then where she was going. It was the only logical explanation for losing her balance and falling right into the arms of her tormentor. She gulped as she looked up into his eyes, and for just a second, at this closeness, she couldn't breathe.
"Oh my god, I'm so sorry. I wasn't watching where I was going and-" She was babbling and she knew it, and as she straightened herself she closed her eyes in wait for the verbal set down she knew was coming.
"Don't uh, don't worry about it." His voice sounded strained and foreign, and through her lashes she snuck a peak up at him. His cheeks had the faintest trace of pink on them, and she couldn't stop from grinning.
"All the same you know, I feel I should apologize." She blasted him with a smile so bright that Logan almost took a step back. She was beautiful, and he loved her, and for once she wasn't mad at him. He looked down at her, wanting to drown himself in her eyes, and leaned over slightly, barely a move at all. Her head was tipped back just enough that he could kiss her if he wanted to, could take her in his arms and-
"Duncan, hi." She was pulling away, straightening her clothes, and all of her warmth; all of the goodness that had seeped into him was gone. Just like that. Just in a second. They kissed quickly, and he felt as if a knife were twisting in his chest. Although he'd become familiar with the sight of them together, it always stung. Especially now; especially after last night, where she'd kissed him without abandon, and he'd known without a doubt that somewhere inside her she loved him. He'd been going to prove it to her. He turned and walked away, surprised that he'd let himself stand and watch them for so long. Scorching hot anger poured through him as he walked away, and even as he passed in front of his classroom, he kept walking. He couldn't get out of the building faster. The door slammed behind him as he left, and the noise got Veronica's attention. Although Duncan had his arms around her shoulders, a chill went through her. It was almost as if in that moment, she'd lost Logan forever; and although she should have been relieved-another complication resolved; she couldn't shake the fact that it felt wrong. And without warning, her heart broke.
A/N: I know. Oh the drama. What will happen next? I'm not quite sure. I'm a staunch V/L advocate though; so it should be interesting see what the characters will make me make them do. Haha. And just for those who are confused, everything happened the way it's happening in the show. It's all going on around my story. I really wanted to do a pickup of the hallway scene, but I didn't know what else could've been done, but there might be some consideration to do a flashback later or something. Either way, I hope you guys are enjoying this. I know I am.