veronica
MARS
A/N: Even though season 2 has just started, I decided to post these 'Season 3 Future fics' anyway. (Had the idea of this when season 1 was still airing.)
"EVERYTHING OLD IS NEW AGAIN"
'Ah, still senior year... well at least half of it's over by now. It actually went fast during the chaotic times when Neptune was split into two. When you had to pick sides, when you weren't even safe standing on a street corner, or even a walk in the park without being jumped on. I can finally walk down the halls without being looked at as a traitor, a coward, but now a girl who can make her own decisions and look good doing them.
A lot has changed since the bus going off the cliff incident. The real killer behind bars, and Logan's mystery man also behind bars. It used to be the Woody Goodman town, now it's back to the way it was. What I meant by that was that Woody and his crew skipped town one morning after the whole bus driver fiasco had come to an end, he didn't really do a good job with the town, he just split it farther apart. And I'm also glad that my father never did take that job as sheriff, otherwise I would probably have missed that rinky-dink place we call 'Mars Investigations'.
But, I'm just glad everything IS back to normal. Everything old is new again. I'm no longer with Duncan, he's back with Meg. Logan is still setting pools on fire with Dick and Beaver, and well, I'm not an 09er any more. I think I'm glad. After what I've seen these past few months, it's not at all the same as it was before Lilly had died. Anyway, everything's no longer tense between us, and I still have my posse.'
Wallace came up behind Veronica, who was walking the halls of Neptune High.
"Hello, my fair lady!" Wallace grinned.
Veronica laughed and bumped Wallace. "Hey boy! What's up?"
"You know, you know. The usual."
"Can't wait til' Senior year ends, then I'm free! Free at last!"
"At least Christmas is almost here. What do you want anyway?"
"Me? Christmas? Hm... how about a new keyboard stoke logger. Need one of those, or maybe a new phone tap."
Veronica smiled at Wallace.
"Can't you just ask for anything normal, like a bottle of nail polish or something?"
"You know me!"
"Ha, I'll just have to surprise you then." Wallace went his separate way as Veronica still walked down the hall.
Veronica then bumped into Duncan and Meg. There was a stirred silence.
"Hey..." Meg said quietly.
"Hi." Veronica replied then looked at Duncan. Duncan quickly turned his head away.
"Good seeing you again." Meg replied.
"Yeah, yeah. Talk to you later." Veronica walked away from Duncan and Meg.
'Duncan and I were just not right for each other when we had gotten back together. We loved each other, but we both knew that we weren't meant for each other. We had grown apart, grown different. It was just strange and freaky.'
"Veronica Mars?" A Sophomore asked Veronica.
Veronica turned around to see an African American kid dressed nicely. He looked as though he was an 09er.
"Can I help you?" Veronica asked.
"My name's Derrek, and uh, I was wondering if you could help me on something."
"Derrek... hm..."
"I'm a Sophomore."
"Oh, that's why. What do you need help with?"
"I'm one of the people who are writing in the Christmas skits this year."
"So? A lot of people do that."
"I also did it last year, and won first. This year, I'm writing again for the Freshman, but they declined my skit saying that it wasn't in the guidelines. And it fit perfect, there was nothing wrong. Until I received this three days after I had turned in mine." Derrek handed a memo to Veronica.
"This says the guidelines and categories for which each skit has to submitted in."
"Three days AFTER, they printed that out."
"So, what? You think that there's a conspiracy going on here or something?" Veronica asked.
"I wondered if you could look into it for me."
"I'm sorry, I don't do that anymore. I'm trying to finish out my Senior year with no more investigations. I've gone clean."
"Five hundred a day." Derrek blurted out.
'Five hundred? Who is this kid? Who pays five hundred a day because you think that there's a conspiracy going on among a Christmas skit thingy? And people call me weird and paranoid.'
"You've just hired yourself a detective." Veronica shook Derrek's hand, then walked away.
'Ah, I know. I wasn't going to do any more investigations for the rest of my Senior year, but how can I pass up the chance to earn easy money?'
CREDITS PLAY.
Veronica walked into her health class, where she sat down in the back, passing Logan.
"Veronica." Logan smiled at her.
"Hey." Veronica replied.
'Things have eased up for Logan in these past few months. No longer does he have the papparazi at his front door every morning asking him questions about his father the murderer. He had also settled down after people had found out about him and that Lakers girl with the fakes. He seems to be fine now, but there's still a couple of pools that catch on fire now and again.'
"Of course, I told you that we were going to have a test today, but... the copier ran out and we'll have to do something else. How about a movie?" The teacher, Carla Jackie, asked.
The whole class cheered with joy.
'And that's Carla Jackie, the coolest teacher in all of Neptune High. She never actually gives us that much work, we watch movies 27/7 (not about health), and she runs the Skits and other after school activities for the Freshmen. Hey! Wait a minute, I know where to start for my five hundred smackaroo's!'
Veronica got up from her chair and went over to Miss Jackie.
"Miss Jackie, could I ask you a few questions?"
"Sure Veronica, shoot."
"You run the Freshmen skits, right?"
"Yeah, yeah. Our writer for this year is..."
"Derrek, I know. He also said that he did it last year?"
"Yeah, we won first, which is like amazing! We've never won first in like five years." Miss Jackie replied.
"Do you know who won first the year before?"
"Um yeah, it was the... Juniors. I believe."
"Juniors... do you know who runs those skits?"
"Yeah, Roger Adams and Tracy Goldblum."
"Okay, thanks."
"Sure thing."
Veronica went back to her seat, and sat down. She reached into her bag and pulled out the memo that Derrek had given her earlier. She skimmed the paper to find at the top to find the two people that ran the skits.
"Roger Adams and Tracy Goldblum." Veronica told herself.
'Maybe there is something here, don't know what exactly, but maybe that Derrek kid has stumbled on to something.'
Veronica walked into her newspaper class about an hour later and went over to the cabinet that was labeled 'Archives'. Veronica started to skim through each year around the same date. She took out five of them. One from 2004, 2003, 2002, 2001, and 2000. She then checked each headline to come across the same line for each. 'JUNIORS WIN SKIT'. Even the 2004 paper said 'JUNIORS WIN SKIT'.
'For the last four years, not counting last year that had a misprint in it, the Juniors have won each one, but yet in '99, they placed last. Maybe there were different coordinators at the time, then when Goldblum and Adams came in, they decided to do something to win. But what? There is definitely something going on here, but what is it?'
Veronica stepped up behind Roger Adams, who taught English II.
"Hi Mister Adams!" Veronica smiled at him.
"Hello, Veronica. Can I help you?"
"You run the Junior skits, right?"
"Uh, yes I do. Why do you ask?"
"And you're also coordinate the skits all together? Round up the judges, get the stage together, set up the night?"
"Yes, I do. Also my colleague..."
"Tracy, I know."
Adams looked at Veronica.
"Anything else?"
"You've also won first for the last four years, not counting last year. What can you make of this?" Veronica handed the memo to Adams. "There never used to be categories, it only had to be about Christmas. Now this year, it has to deal with a TV. show. Why is that?"
"Trac... Mrs. Goldblum and I thought that we needed a change in the skits. That's why."
"Oh, okay. Can I write that down and put it in the next Navigator?"
Adams looked harshly at Veronica, he looked a little pale.
"Yes, yes you may. Excuse me, I have to grade some papers." Adams went over to his desk and sat down.
'Okay, with that act, there is definitely something going on. Now on to Exhibit B.'
"Hi Mrs. Goldblum." Veronica smiled at her.
"Nice to see you again, Veronica."
"Could I ask you a few questions?"
"Sure. I've only got a few minutes though, there's a meeting that I have to attend."
"No prob, just take a few seconds. You help coordinate all of the skits and other activities?"
"Yes, Mr. Adams and I do."
"And you also run the Junior skit?"
"Yes."
"You were winning four years in a row, until the Freshmen beat you last year. Is that right?"
"No wonder why they call you a detective. That's right."
Why all of a sudden did you decide to do categories this year?"
"Why? Um... it's hard to explain. Miss Patterson told us to do categories."
"Oh, okay. Thanks."
"Excuse me." Goldblum went over to her desk and answered her ringing phone.
'Miss Patterson is the head principal here at Neptune High, but there is hardly any talk about her. She's always so quiet and secretive.'
Goldblum's face suddenly turned blanch, then she looked at Veronica. She nodded, then put the phone down. Goldblum looked at Veronica in a fearful face.
'Okay! I've just worn out my welcome here. I'll see you later.'
Veronica left the classroom and started to head down the hallway.
'Hmmm, two different stories all about the skit thingies. Two weird teachers who look like they've seen ghosts after I had asked them about the whole head of skit operations, a cool teacher who probably has a sworn list of enemies for being so cool, a Sophomore who thinks everything around him is a conspiracy, and a secretive teacher. This is most likely your average group of people here in Neptune.'
Wallace was sitting at the lunch table when Veronica came over and sat down.
"I think I know what I'm going to get you." Wallace smiled.
"Oooh! What?"
"Do you think I'm telling you? You'll have to wait!"
"Oh, come on! Tell me! Christmas is only two weeks away."
"That's right, you can wait til' then."
"You like to suck the fun out of things, don't you?"
"That's just my style. So what are you working on? Didn't you say that you had given up investigating once and for all?"
"If the price is right. Even, I may be onto something here."
"Tell me girl, tell me!"
"Maybe I'll make you wait until Christmas." Veronica smiled.
"You better not be holding out on me, or you'll never know your present!"
"Okay, fine! This Sophomore wanted me to check into this skit conspiracy thing. There may be evidence to back up that the people who run the Junior skit and are head of the after school activities, may have actually cheated in winning first place in the contests and... you get it, don't you?"
"Uhhh, sure. You do what you gotta do. I'm just gonna chill out on this one."
"You're funny, but I need you to get me the personnel files on Tracy Goldblum and Roger Adams."
"Hey wait, aren't they teachers?"
"Yup."
"But I don't know if the personnel files are with the student files, I've never seen the teacher's personnel files."
"Can't you at least try for me?" Veronica put on her puppy face.
"Oh all right! I'll see what I can do, and that puppy face does nothing to me anymore!"
"Yeah, sure!" Veronica laughed as Wallace got up from the table.
'Now, where was I? Oh, yeah. Maybe if I ask my favorite teacher in the whole wide world, maybe she'll give me some answers.'
Veronica walked into Miss Jackie's classroom, and went up to her.
"More questions."
"Okay." Jackie replied.
"During the three days from Derrek handing you the script and that memo being posted, who did you give the skit to?"
"I didn't really give it to anyone. Only Justin Jacobs and Miss Patterson, why?"
"Did you say Justin Jacobs?"
"Yeah, why?"
"Do you know he's a junior?"
"He is? I didn't know, why do you want to know?"
"Derrek thinks that there's a conspiracy among the Juniors and thinks that they're cheating in order to win first place."
"Okay? Just one thing you should know about Derrek, he's a bit out there if you know what I mean."
"Yeah, I think I do. Thanks."
'Justin Jacobs is one of those really annoying boys who try to suck up to the teacher as much as possible to earn extra brownie points. Not only that, he can get away with pretty much anything around here because of his innocent look and also the fact that his father practically owns all of the 'Boatloads of Fun' Corporation."
"Justin Jacobs! Long time no annoy!" Veronica greeted.
"What do you want, Veronica?"
"I was told by a very reliable source that you read over the Freshmen skit for this years Christmas Bash."
"So? Miss Jackie wanted me to proof read it. It was atrocious, I can tell you that."
"Oh, is that why you decided to tell your buddies who are working on the Junior skit about it? You know what I'm talking about."
"What? You can't just come in here and start pointing fingers at me!"
"What are you going to do about it? Run off and tell your daddy? Now, you decided to suck up to Miss Jackie so you could get the inside scoop and tell your friends so that the head coordinators could all of a sudden come up with memo that can easily disqualify that skit. Isn't that right?"
"For your own damn information, I'm not even on the Junior squad this year, I decided to quit! Miss Jackie knew I had quit so she asked me to read it."
"So? You still could have told your friends."
"Friends, what friends? They all think I'm a god damn brown nosing loser! I am trashed by society and the only cover I can take is under the teacher's."
"Is that right? And the part of taking Freshmen's money, is that part of the brown nosing loser part? You're a creep and a brown noser who thinks that he can do whatever the hell he likes."
Veronica walked away from Justin.
'Well, down to one suspect. I had found out later that Justin was actually telling the truth, never actually apologized. Why should I, he's a creep. The only other suspect is the secretive principal, Miss Patterson who looks over all the skits and for a fair price, will turn the other cheek.'
"Miss Patterson, haven't heard your name in the paper for a while." Veronica joked as she sat down at Patterson's desk.
"Veronica Mars, haven't seen your name on a discipline notice in quite a while either. What can I do for you?"
"I was wondering about something. You read over the skits for the Christmas Bash, don't you?"
"Yes. I do."
"And what about the Freshmen skit, did you approve of that?"
"It did not meet up to code with the guidelines from the memo."
"You mean the one posted three days after the entry of that skit?"
Patterson looked at Veronica.
"It's a coincidence. Nothing more, nothing less."
"And so is the little pay day advanced from Amscot?"
"What are you talking about?"
"You knew that the skit was perfect, but for a little extra cash, you decided to turn cheek and let them print the memo. Now, the Freshmen only have a day to come up with a skit or they'll be disqualified."
"Please leave."
"Am I not right?"
"I have work to do."
"Nice talking to you again." Veronica got up from the chair and left the office.
Veronica entered Miss Jackie's classroom moments later where Miss Jackie and Derrek were.
"Did you find anything?" Derrek asked.
"There's something more here than just a coincidence of memos. Derrek's right."
"How do you know?" Miss Jackie asked.
"What is your relationship between Roger Adams, Principal Patterson, and Tracy Goldblum?" Veronica asked.
"We're just acquaintances. Nothing special. Goldblum and I got into a fight about a year ago, Adams just doesn't like me, and the Patterson hates my methods of teachings. Why do you ask?"
"They're shutting you down. They want you out of here and they're doing anything." Veronica gave a piece of paper to Miss Jackie.
"It's a memo written by the superintendent. I stole it from Patterson's office. They're shutting your Step Club and your Skit Cooperation's down. Whatever you've done to them, they're getting you back. That's why the memo was sent out, so you couldn't have a skit for the Bash, the first of many steps to get you out of this school, and possibly out of Neptune."
"But why, I haven't done anything!"
"You have, you being here is enough. They want you out."
"I still don't get why."
"They're egotistical maniacs, and probably have a larger reason for wanting you out. You'd better watch your back, otherwise a lot of things are going to be happening."
"Well..." Miss Jackie responded.
"And people say I'm paranoid." Derrek responded.
"I think there's enough evidence to go to Clemmons and have the teachers taken out. But to make sure..."
Veronica came out of the teacher's lounge and went over to Miss Jackie, Derrek, and Vice Principal Clemmons who were hiding out next door.
"What did you do?" Derrek asked.
"Something I nearly got suspended for." Veronica replied as Clemmons looked harshly at her.
Veronica typed in some things into her computer, then sound came up onto the speakers.
"Here we go."
Voices were heard, they were of the teachers'.
"How much does Mars know? She could know too much and everything we've planned could be over!"
"Don't worry. Who believes her?"
Veronica looked at Clemmons who was nodding his head.
"Son of a gun. I'll report them to the school board this instant." Clemmons told Veronica, then he got up and left.
"Thank you Veronica!" Derrek said.
"No prob. Just don't forget about the deal."
"Oh yeah! Thanks!" Derrek ran off, leaving just Miss Jackie and Veronica.
"Do you think there is something going on?"
"I'm not sure, I will find out though." Veronica replied.
"That's good. I love my job here, I wouldn't have it any other way. See you tomorrow." Miss Jackie got up and left.
While the teachers in the lounge still argued, Veronica just sat there and spaced out.
'If there's one thing I've learned, is that nothing happens here in Neptune without some type of reason, big or small. And I know that there is something going on here, and that whole faculty is involved somehow, someway. I don't know how just yet, but I will find out. Especially if it's on the verge of one teacher's career going down the tubes. Whatever the reason is, it will be stopped... I guess that there's one thing I can count on, knowing that everything that was old is now once again new. I guess the private eye business beats going to the prom with that one sexy guy and everything else other 'normal' girls get to look forward to. Nope Veronica Mars, you'll be looking forward to a nice day of smooching through files to find if the murdered had killed in the dining room with the candle stick... no need to worry, everything is back to normal.'
NEXT TIME: Veronica Mars is just warming up in this lot season 3 future fics. They're only warm right now, but they'll soon get hotter when the mystery of this conspiracy gets even more complicated. What happens when Veronica is set up and is charged with murder? What conspiracy is really going on here? What's the deal with Miss Jackie? Keep reading and you'll find out. These future fics are just warming up...
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