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"Veronica." She turns her head a fraction of an inch and shrugs her shoulders in question. "Caitlin Ford. What do you think of her?" She gestures forward slightly with her chin, and Veronica is forced to glance at the hawk nosed girl sitting a few lab benches ahead of them. She sits ramrod straight, as if awaiting inspection, and with a sudden jolt Veronica realizes she is.
"She has good posture?" She whispers back lamely, her voice lower than before, conscious now of the affect of her words.
"Not exactly what I had in mind, Mars." Veronica sneaks another glance at the girl, and almost catches her eyes; sure she saw a thankful smile in them. "Do you think she's after Logan?" They were so close, that if she moved her head up a fraction of an inch, they'd be kissing.
"Logan?" She whispers back, all at once grateful for the dark room.
"Yes. Logan." She shakes her head, facing forward. "My boyfriend?" She smiles brightly, and Veronica gulps, the sound inaudible. "He's been acting weird lately, and I just know he's cheating. I can feel it." Flicking her eyes once towards Lilly, Veronica faces forward as well. Caitlin Ford. Could he? I don't want to love you, Veronica, he'd said and despite Lilly's new found 'evidence', she believed him.
"I don't think-" She started, but Lilly's urgent look cut her off.
"But you will find out for me, won't you 'Ronica?" The look in her eyes is so insistent, so dire that she can do nothing but shrug.
"Sure, Lill. If that's what you want, but Logan would never cheat. Not on you." She tries to smile, but it doesn't quite meet her eyes.
"He'd better not. " She makes a snipping motion with her fingers, dissolving into fits of hilarity. Veronica tries to laugh with her, but finds that the memory of his lips on hers holding her back.
"The world is spinning." Her voice is weak, and even through her haze; she notes his look of concern. Kissing her head, he hushes her, settling her down on the bed. "Where are we?" She asks, coughing once, and turning into his shoulder for warmth. Comfort
"The Pomeroy's estate is as vast as it is impressive. At this particular moment in time we've settled into one of the various guest suites, but at any moment we could move, and no one would notice." His faux accent and haughty grandeur make her giggle, and soon she is coughing up a storm, the look on her face anything but amused. "Veronica do you want me to go get-" He starts, but the look of fear in her eyes dries his words in his throat. "So I'm taking that as a no." Her eyes fill with tears, and he pulls her to him again, whispering soothing, non-sensical words into her hair. She smiles faintly up at him, and their eyes lock. This is the longest they've ever been alone together.
"Where's Lilly?" She asks, shifting uncomfortably, and moving a few inches away from him. The temperature in the room has risen a considerable amount, and fanning herself, she tugs lightly at the drooping flower at her neck. As a result of this, she misses his wince. "Logan?"
"I don't uh…I don't know." He looks deeply into her eyes, and the world starts to spin again. "She broke up with me." He laughs, sadly. "I think it's for good this time."
"Veronica? Hello, VERONICA?" The annoyance in her tone startles her out of her reverie.
"Hmm?" She asks, a slight flush crawling across her cheeks. I've got to stop thinking about Logan…
"…right?" Not wanting to get caught daydreaming again, she nods brightly, and smiling, Lilly breathes a sigh of relief. "Oh thank God, 'Ronica. I don't know what I would do without you." She winks, walking out of the classroom, and leaving Veronica to ponder what exactly she had agreed to do…
"Veronica?" She glances up visibly startled. He is standing in the doorway, simply gazing at her, and she feels it on her skin, more intimate than a touch. "Do I have to pay a penny for your thoughts, or will you tell me them for free?" Grabbing a discarded chair from the corner, he turns it to his liking and sits in front of her.
"Lilly," She laughs at the irony of what's coming, the sound cold and dead. "Wants me to find out if you're cheating on her." She blurts and bites her lip in annoyance. "I obviously wasn't supposed to let you know." Shrugging sadly, she sighs, rubbing her temples. "What the hell am I going to tell her, Logan?" There are tears threatening, but she swallows them back. "Of course Logan isn't cheating on you with Caitlin Ford!" She mocks with faux excitement, not catching his split second look of disgust. "How am I so sure? Well it could be because if he were cheating on you it would be with-oh yeah, that's right. Me." Shuddering visibly, she continues on. "I can't follow him around, waiting with baited breath to see who the girl behind door number 3 is, because if there were a girl, and if he were indeed cheating-which he isn't, it would be me. But he's not! He can't do it to you." She's crying now, all of her strength gone. "And neither can I." Her tone is hoarse, and she bites her lip from crying out again.
"God, I'm sorry Ronnie." He whispers, and as he moves to touch her, she pushes him away.
"No-no way, none of that. It's how we got in trouble the first time."
"Are you feeling any better? Do you need any more water?" She smiles weakly, trying to sit up so she can see him.
"I'm Ok, thanks." He smiles at her, settling on the edge of the bed once again, and she suddenly feels the change in temperature again. "Thank you for staying with me, but I think in a couple minutes-" She tries to stand, but unable to keep her balance, stumbles back onto the bed. "Or hours," She continues, giggling softly. "I'll be able to get up." Biting her lip as she realizes just how close they are, she makes a valiant attempt to move.
"Veronica-" He starts, but she weakly holds up her hand to stop him.
"You are my best friend's boy-" But he has crushed his lips on hers, and the world is spinning for real this time. He lets her go, an apology on his lips, but in the next instant she kisses it away, and he is lost.
"We didn't, did we though?"
"What?" She asks, glancing up, and noting his closeness, so desperately wanting to hold him.
"Get in trouble."
"God, Logan that's no excuse! It was such a stupid stupid mistake," She inhales sharply at his closeness. "That we should never ever repeat again." She bites her lip, but after a second, he is there, and she can do nothing but surrender against his lips.
A/N: I'm so sorry it took so long to get you this chapter of the story, you guys probably forgot all about it, which wasn't my intention at all. My dad came up with the crazy idea of putting wood floors in our house and as a result my Internet connection was fried, and my computer is out of commission. I wrote this on my sister's laptop, and I'll be updating as soon as I get the chance. Thanks, and I really hoped you liked it.