Two thousand words, people! This one's for you wantingchino because you said that ch 7 was too short! heh. but as long as i'm posting every night (and i'll get back on track now that tests are done) chapters will be like 600-700 words. 36 hours of work+school is really cutting into my writing time, dang it! lol. stupid real life...
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...Now I have to find a song to make a title...hmm...
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NEED A BREAK CH. 8
Let It Will Be
Veronica finally managed to drag her feet into her hotel room later that night. There was no way around it... she just had too much on her mind. It had only taken three days of school after the holiday break for her to getfed up with everything. Duncan pulling some super disappearing act, Logan being nice, Weevil asking for things, Dick being somewhat tolerable...
She was wrong. Neptune High could get worse. It could always get worse.
Now, on top of everything plus the tension of keeping perfect grades, she had exiled herself from her house... and there was no Pit Bull to protect her.
Now this, this needed some contemplation. Veronica felt as if maybe she had over reacted. Maybe her teenage drama sensors had gone haywire and she had 'run away' from home when she could have had a perfectly good opportunity to prove to her father that she could be trusted. He probably wouldn't go for it if she stayed away all night.
...That and she couldn't turn on her phone to get the assumed phone number from Duncan...
'Come on, Veronica,' She thought to herself. 'Stay in a hotel and make for an awkward tomorrow, or go home and make an awkward night with a potentially better tomorrow...'
Veronica pulled a bus schedule out of her backpack and ran her finger down a column of departure times, thenopened the door to her apartment thirty minutes later, to come directly face to face with her father. For the first time in quite a few years, she couldn't tell if he was incredibly mad, or incredibly worried. Either way, he looked like something to avoid.
She couldn't think of a way to start the conversation- she didn't think he deserved an apology of any sort. So for a full thirty seconds, she stood toe to toe with her dad, the great Keith Mars, with a stoic expression and her bottom lip between her teeth.
"I can't tell if this means you're guilty or innocent." He finally said, and his shaky voice gave away his worry, which was quickly masked by Veronica's anger.
"I can't believe you!" She cried out and sidestepped him to throw herself down on the couch.
Keith remained in his spot, but turned to face his daughter. She had a brief image of him standing there the entire day. "You know, I meant what I said, we've had a rough year." Veronica rolled her head to the side to avoid his stare. "But I'm going to take your word with this. And Veronica," She looked back at him. "It's a very fragile word."
She thought for a moment before answering him with a false smile, "If there's anything I didn't help my serious boyfriend with, it's fleeing the country with another girl's baby."
Keith watched his daughter for a few seconds before sighing and opening his arms. Veronica got up and walked into his hug, and sighed, "God, this stupid town is such a Soap Opera"
Her dad chuckled before pulling her back. "Actually, I like to think of it as a prime time drama... we haven't had anyone come back from the dead. Yet."
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The moment Weevil saw Veronica looking at him he regretted his choice to come to school. He could deal with a bus ride, whispers, and even mockery from 09ers. But a half confused-half sympathetic head tilt from a little blonde was basically his limit. He realized that after making direct eye contact with the Mars girl, there was no avoiding her, so he stopped.
Veronica had definitely seen worse, but not in Weevil... typically whatever she had to see was a result of Weevil's work. She held up a manila folder with no label and raised an eyebrow. "I'm guessing... maybe you don't need this?"
He took the folder out of her hands and looked at the numerous pages of information on the Fitzpatrick's, then back to her. "Nah, I think I pretty much got it figured."
"Well... Keep it." She said, then gave him a pointed look, as to demand him to explain his wounds.
She, unfortunately, had no idea what Logan and Weevil were up to, or even that the two of them had teamed up in a Super Cross-Economic-Class-Duo to solve the unsolvable. He shook his head and walked past her, crossing paths with Logan as he did. She watched with an amused expression as Logan turned completely around and took a few steps backwards to watch Weevil pass.
Veronica leaned back against her locker as Logan approached her and watched him give her his overly sarcastic smile. "How's the termite problem?" She lowered her eyelids and gave him her very own overly sarcastic smile. "Hey- did you get it...?"
She knew that he was talking about the phone number. "Ten digits, right here." She told him, holding up her Sidekick with a green sticky note on it revealing the numbers.
"Shut up!" He hissed and looked around him.
Veronica rolled her eyes and removed the sticky before placing her phone in her bag. "You're not even a suspect." She said lowly. "Why would they bug you? And why at school?" She paused for a second and put on a worried expression. "You didn't sleep with them there, did you? They could have embedded a mic in your inner ear!"
Logan sighed and looked up above Veronica for a moment before taking a paper out of his pocket, then leaning over her to put his hand on her locker. She grimaced at the proximity of this oh-so-awkward ex boyfriend, but noticed he was putting the note in the vents of her locker.
"Hey Ronnie!" Dick called, walking by with a group of his buddies. He gave her a 'thumbs up'. "Way to go- fish in the sea, fish in the sea... and you-" He pointed at Logan and gave a smirk and a short nod, and he then he was on his way.
Veronica bumped the back of her head on her locker in frustration before calling out, "Stop calling me Ronnie!" She sighed and glared in Dick's general direction before turning back to Logan. "I really see no need for all of this super spy action, fun as it may be for you."
Logan tapped the back of his hand on her locker above her head and leaned in to say, "Call me paranoid." And then he was off; down the hallway towards whatever class he was going to grace with his presence today.
Veronica turned and reopened her locker to read the note.
'Do NOT call him until the first.' That gave her almost a full month to sit on this phone number and contemplate what Duncan could possibly be up to.
"Great." She mumbled and shut her locker as the warning bell rang.
AP History was ninety minutes easily ignored, but Advanced Chemistry 2 seemed to take nearly a year for Veronica. Her hand was on her phone throughout the entire lecture on hydrocarbons, while the most moral side of her mind listened to Evil Veronica list reasons why she should call Duncan today. Luckily, the last bell of the day rang before Evil Veronica could make her closing argument, and the phone slipped back into her bag.
She rolled her shoulders before starting out on her walk to the big yellow bus. As soon as she took her first step, Weevil crossed in font of her and nearly ran right into her. "Here, I don't need this." He said to Veronica, and gave back the manila folder.
Veronica scowled after he had left and continued on her way, but stopped as she noticed that the folder was empty. She flipped it open and saw that the only thing inside was a torn piece of paper taped to the right side reading, 'Heard you're good with lifting phones. I need Thumper's. No questions asked? -W'
She stared at the note for a few moments before looking up and closing the folder. Dick walked by and mumbled with a smirk, "Later Ronnie."
"Later Dickie." She called after him and glared as he turned to look back at her.
Logan was next to intercept her and she threw her arms down and looked to the sky. "Can I not just go home?" She grumbled to the heavens and looked at Logan.
"Don't be so melodramatic, Veronica Mars." Logan said with a smirk. "I'm here to give you a ride." She stood still with a look of desperation and exhaustion before opening her mouth to object. Logan cut her off with, "Get in the car, Ronnie."
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"So, what exactly is it you're doing right here?" Wallace asked, leaning over Veronica as she worked on her laptop with that little sleuth sparkle in her eye that she got whenever she was spying on someone via her PI Network.
"You remember that time last year when you helped me steal Tad's cell?"
"Yeah," Wallace answered and watched the screen. "Wait- what? I helped you steal a phone?"
"Yeah," she answered in an obvious tone and faced him. "We dropped that untraceable in his bag and I had you call him in the middle of a class...?"
"That's what you were up to?"
"Of course, my horse." She answered and turned back to the screen. "I need to do that again... but to someone who's not so... oblivious to life... and a little more dangerous."
"Like who?"
"He who they call 'Thumper'. But his momma likes to call him 'Eduardo'."
Wallace was quiet for a moment before mumbling, "What, does he have the number of some hot motorcycle gang dude you want?"
Veronica grinned and decided to be honest with him this time. "Actually, I have no idea why I'm getting it. Someone asked me, and... out of the goodness of my heard and... possibly a chemical imbalance of my brain, I'm doing it."
"Okay, that's all fine and dandy, but who's this? Shawn Nelson doesn't look like Eduardo or Thumper." Wallace walked Veronica's desk and sat down on her waterbed.
"Yeah- I happen to know from spending a little time in the Sheriff's office lately that Shawn Nelson has a problem with 'accidentally' taking things from people's pockets."
Wallace put two and two together and narrowed his eyes at his BFF. "But... wouldn't that mean that it was a... failed attempt?"
"Well... my thinking is that most of the time..." Veronica tilted her head from side to side, as if she was weighing the options. "And don't dash my dreams, because I'm hoping with a little green, this'll happen."
"So what's the plan, detective?"
Veronica swiveled in her desk chair to face her best friend and smiled widely at him. "Planning on going to the Winter Carnival?"
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Veronica watched as couples poured into the park for the Senior's yearly carnival and felt herself fill with resentment towards Duncan for leaving her alone to be a self-proclaimed outcast. But, she had to focus on raising money for the senior trip. A trip that she was set on missing.
"Get your smoothies..." She called out lamely. "Ice cold... frozen sugar water..."
"Stop," She heard from behind her, and turned to face Logan. "You had me at 'ice cold'."
Veronica sighed and watched him walk around to the front of the stand. "What's your poison?"
"Emotionally unavailable women..." Veronica pretended she didn't hear that, and turned to him with an empty cup, prompting him to decide. "Oh- something to match my mood."
"Ah, we're fresh out of liquid evil."
"Give me two of anything that will turn my tongue blue." Was he perhaps suggesting that he was feeling down? Veronica tilted her head for a spilt second, noting his new (but standard) haircut.
"Hot date?" She asked, turning to fill his order.
"Rain check?" Wow, he was really playing all his cards today, wasn't he?
Veronica took his fifty-dollar bill and gave him his change before he turned with a mischievous Logan-styled eyebrow raise and left. She smiled and straightened as Wallace approached the Smoothie booth with Shawn Nelson in tow.
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That's madonna, folks. OK THERE'S GONNA BE REAL LOVE ACTION- NOT JUST SUGGESTIVE DIALOG!I'm thinking of a littleetta james...'at last'heh. aaaand i KNOW that i probably don't have the words just right from 'ain't no magic mountain high enough' IT'S OK- i'll get the right ones tomorrow when it airs again and i'll fix it. ...and speaking of which i was totally about to disown logan until i found out what he was up to. sneaky little freaking flirt. i'd totally TOTALLY fall for him.
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