"SENIORZ RULEZ"
Previously on 'Veronica Mars':
"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. I'm one of the people who are writing in the Christmas skits this year. 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.
"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. Five hundred a day."
'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.'
"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."
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.
'If there's one thing I've learned, is that nothing happens here in Neptune without some type of reason, big or small.'
"Seniors rule!" Dick yelled out as Veronica walked down the hallway of Neptune High.
'That's one actual fact around here. Seniors do rule, in more ways than one. We probably rule because this is our last year here, thank god. Can I really imagine being here for another four years... I'd die before I would be dragged back through those front doors into the realms of hell. The more and more I think about it, the more I want to get out of here right now."
Dick caught up to Veronica.
"Hello my fair lady, how shall I be of service of you today?"
Veronica stopped to look at Dick.
"Stop being a dick, Dick." Veronica kept walking.
"Ah, come on! What's wrong? Don't have a life anymore?"
Veronica stopped again and looked at Dick in disgust.
"Just because I'm not an 09er anymore does not mean that you can piss me off."
"What's the matter? No boyfriend? No cash? No problem!"
"Push me, and I'll kick your ass. Right here, right now."
"Ohhh, I'm so scared! Veronica Mars is going to kick my ass. Hey! I need a good ass whooping anyway!" Dick smiled.
"Hey! Leave her alone!" Logan yelled as he rushed over to save Veronica.
"Don't go gettin' all girl on me, get out of my way!" Dick replied.
"She hasn't done anything to you. Leave her alone."
"Oh yeah? She's telling me that she can kick my ass. I'd love to see that." Dick smiled at Veronica.
Veronica smiled back then kicked Dick in the crotch.
Dick screamed in pain.
"Ah! Son of a..." Dick hopped around. "You bitch!"
"Has that filled your crave? Or no? Because if you want me to, I can go put my heels on, you know, the ones with the pointy toes, then we really can have some fun!"
"You're gonna get now, bitch!" Dick limped away in pain.
Logan turned to Veronica.
"What the hell's wrong with you?" Logan asked.
Veronica stared at Logan in disbelief.
"After what you and your little cronies did to me in this past year, and all of a sudden you ask me what the hell's wrong with me?"
"Yeah."
"Wow, I must really be talking to the Logan Echolls I used to know!"
"Veronica."
"You wanna know what's one thing that wrong with me? Amy." Veronica kicked Logan in the crotch.
Logan bent down in pain. "God damn it!"
Veronica started to walk away.
"We were just friends!" Logan yelled in pain.
"Yeah, and we used to be too, a long time ago!" Veronica yelled back as she walked away.
CREDITS PLAY.
Yep, it's true. Logan was two timing me when we were together. I guess he needed that extra rush of excitement. I never did meet her, heard she was a right... you get what I'm saying. Her name was Amy Lemming, and she moved before I actually got to meet her in person. Saw pictures, heard her voice, but never met her in the flesh. I had known about their little affair for some time, the walks on the beach, the dinner and movies together. Sick. I don't miss Logan one bit, one bit at all.'
Veronica walked down the hall until Logan was out of sight, she turned the corner to find Weevil and his gang. They went up to Veronica.
"And they return." Veronica greeted.
"Like being back on the wild side? Better than being an 09er? You know, our sheets aren't cleaner." Weevil told Veronica.
"Let's not start this again."
"I'm not starting anything. It's cool. You're just gonna have to watch your back from now on. I heard that those 09er's are out to get you for turning on them."
"Don't worry, I keep a Magnum in my glove box, and a Walther in my purse. They won't mess with me."
"That's my girl. See you later."
Weevil and his gang trotted away.
'That's my girl? Well, it's better than what he did when I was an 09er. Now, where was I going? Oh yeah, Miss Jackie's room. Everything's been quiet since those teachers were suspended about a week ago. No more conspiracies at the moment. I wonder what's in store for today's lesson?'
Veronica walked into Miss Jackie's classroom and sat down while smiling. Logan then entered minutes after, giving a glancing stare at Veronica as he went past her. Veronica just sat there smiling at him.
"Okay class." Miss Jackie went up to the front of the room. "Notes on the overhead, just copy them down, then we'll review them." Miss Jackie started to walk away when the class started to moan.
"Whatever happened to Kung Fu and Cartoons?" One of the guys at the back of the class asked.
"Sorry, just work. And Veronica, could I see you for a moment?"
'Yep, ever since Miss Jackie's little scare with the faculty, she's buckled down just a bit in order not to get fired.'
"Yes?" Veronica asked.
"Let's speak in private, the hallway?"
"Sure."
Veronica and Carla went outside.
"Okay, here's the scoop. I need your help." Carla told Veronica.
"Shoot."
"Everything's been quiet ever since, you know. But then just a few days ago it started back up."
"What's that?"
"The fundraising and field trip money, I've been collecting it for the last three days. And for those three days, the money has just been vanishing from my desk drawer, and I'm not sure why or how. I keep my drawer locked, no one knows where I put the key, and it's always when I leave the room. It's like they know when I leave or something. I'm telling you, I need to get that money back before the school board finds out, or I'm out of here for good."
"Strange."
"Yeah, totally. Can you help me?"
"I'll look around for you, but uh, do you have any like people that come after school to help you with papers or anything like that?" Veronica asked.
"Yeah. I have a whole bunch."
"Could I get a list? And if you could, maybe a list of people who come into your room before and after as well. Students, teachers, janitors?"
"Well, that's quite a lot of people, but I'll try. Let me get you the list."
"Okay."
Veronica and Carla went back into the room and Carla started to mess around at her desk.
"Hey Veronica, have a good time out there?" Logan asked.
Veronica smiled at Logan, then raised her foot up, and pretended to kick. She put her foot down while still smiling at Logan.
Carla went back over to Veronica with the list.
"Here's everyone who works with me after school." Carla handed the list to Veronica.
"Okay, I'll get to work on it." Veronica went back to her seat and sat down, then she peered over the list.
'Hmmm, who so we have here? David Henderson, Katrina Lindaroy, Schyler Swanton, Justin Jacobs (of course he's on here), Wallace Fennell, oh boy! My Wallace! He got away from Office Assistant but came running back! I can't wait to have some fun with him at lunch today!
Veronica was sitting at the lunch table when Wallace came over and sat down.
"Wass up my homie?" Veronica asked.
"You know, you know!"
Wallace took out his sandwich and his pudding cup.
"Still has the pudding cup I see!"
"Hey! I like my pudding! It's... very nutritious!"
"Yeah, sure. And how's working after school with Miss Jackie going?" Veronica smiled.
Wallace stared at Veronica.
"How'd you... I'm not going to ask."
"Well?"
"It's fine, why?"
"That's great, I need you to do me something!"
"How did I not see that coming?" Wallace asked.
"It's simple! Someone in the room has been stealing the fundraising and field trip money, and with the people on this list who help her I can imagine someone did. I just need you to keep a close eye on things today while I go ask a few questions."
"There's always something with you! For once, can't you be normal? Wasn't that the watchword at one point?"
"Yeah, it was. Until a bus ran off a cliff, which, by the way was really made for me."
"Always something! I'd better be getting a good present for Christmas this year. A very good one!"
Veronica went up to Justin Jacobs and slammed on his locker.
"Justin! How are you? I've heard some things!"
"What do you want?"
"Just a few answers. You work with Miss Jackie after school, right?"
"What's it to you?"
"Money has been reported missing, and..."
"You think I did it!" Justin sarcastically replied.
"I'm asking people who work with her after school, that's all."
"But you think I did it."
"No, it is a possibility, but I don't think that you'd be capable of actually doing something like that."
Justin looked at Veronica.
"Of course! I'm not even capable now! That's great!"
"I was just wondering if you know any one in suspicion who would do a thing like that."
"Certainly not me! I'm not capable!" Justin stormed off.
'Emotionally disturbed in more ways than one, can't pull off something like that in a million years, and is still on my suspects list. Next!'
Veronica was waiting outside when Wallace came out.
"So, anything?" Veronica asked Wallace.
"Nothing at all. I was watching everybody, and no one even touched the desk!"
"Was everyone there?"
"For sure! Well, I think."
"You think? That's not a possible choice."
"Thinking... yup, pretty sure! Well, Justin, he went home early. But that was it."
"Justin..."
Wallace and Veronica heard a scream come from the classroom and rushed in to see Carla at her desk and the drawer wide open.
"Someone's taken the money! Damn it! Now the school board's really going to have my ass!"
"What happened?" Veronica asked.
"Nothing! I had left the room for at least two minutes, that's it! When I returned, the cash was gone! What the hell is going on here?"
"I'm not really sure, but there is one person, Justin Jacobs." Veronica replied.
Well, this is really strange, and not to mention the fact when I got home and called up Justin to find out that he had finally taken his dad's shotgun, and you get the picture. Now I don't actually have a suspect, or do I? For now, I guess I'm going to have to rewatch 'To Catch A Thief'.
Veronica walked into health the next morning and went over to Carla.
"My only suspect is gone. I don't actually have one. So today, I need you to go on as usual, leave the room, and we'll see."
Mr. Clemmens came onto the speaker.
"Students, faculty, teachers... I have just received some bad news pertaining to a student. Justin Jacobs died yesterday evening and if we could stand for a moment of silence..."
"Bastard had it lucky." Logan quipped. Dick and the boys started to laugh.
"Mister Echolls, see me after class. There is no need for you behavior." Carla yelled.
"Take a chill pill, or did you run out today?"
"See me after class!"
"Oh! I already have a girlfriend! Although, I do believe that Veronica would love to see you after class if you know what I mean!" Logan laughed.
"Go to the principal's office!"
"Hey, maybe we could all meet up later for a threesome!"
"Go! Now!" Carla yelled.
"Peace!" Logan yelled as he walked out of the room.
'Remember that bigotry psychotic jackass we all knew and grew up with, well he's back.'
Veronica got out of her car and walked up the driveway of Jacob's house.
'While Logan's away, I will play. Whatever that means... I have work of my own. Maybe I can get a sneak of Justin's room to see if he had actually stolen the money... here goes nothing! Turn on that girlish charm!'
Justin's parents opened the front door.
"May we help you?" The father asked.
"I'm really sorry to bother you, but I'm Justin's girlfriend, and I wanted to come by."
"Justin never mentioned that he had a girlfriend." The mother replied, in tears.
"He did, and I just wanted to come by."
"Oh, well... please come in!" The father let Veronica into the house.
"I'm really sorry what has happened, I never even knew that this was going to happen."
"Oh, no one knew. Not I, not his mother, no one! I should have never had that shotgun!" Justin's father started to sob.
"I'm really sorry. Would it be okay if I had a look at his room? You know, for one last memory?" Veronica asked.
The two parents looked at each other.
"Yes, sure." The father walked Veronica down to Justin's room. "In here."
The father and Veronica went into the room, and Veronica started to look around.
"I'll leave you alone." The father exited the room.
Veronica then started to search the room for money. She looked in the dressers, the closet, the desk, under papers, and even under the bed where she found a journal and a bunch of Playboys.
'How could I not have guessed? But, the journal is a good start. I wonder what's in it.'
Veronica put the diary in her messenger bag pouch, and left the room.
"Thank you very much." Veronica told the parents.
"It's quite all right. I'm just glad that someone else was there for him, be sure to come to the memorial service." The father replied while sobbing his eyes out.
"I will."
"Bye." The mother replied, also crying.
"Bye." Veronica left the house and got into her car.
'Of course I feel bad for using myself as a girlfriend of a dead boy to break into his emotionally disturbed parent's home to see if he really did steal the money. Now, what's in the journal.'
Veronica started reading the entries.
"Man this guy was depressed." Veronica told herself while reading on.
Veronica's cell rang.
"Hello?" Veronica asked.
"The money's gone, again!" Carla cried.
"What? I'll be right there." Veronica hung up her phone and flipped to the last page of the journal.
December 11
Today is it, I'm through. Everything has been going wrong in these past few weeks, especially with Derrek and that Mars girl. She's really pushed me! She actually thinks that I had really stolen the money!
'Derrek, huh? Well, I think I've just found the thief, or at least I do.'
Veronica walked into Carla's classroom.
"What's up?" Veronica asked.
"The money's gone again."
Veronica's face turned confused.
"Okay, now..." Veronica's eyes caught something and went over to it.
"What?" Carla asked.
"This is a really nice plant! Where did you get it from?" Veronica asked.
"Um... I don't actually know, it's just been sitting there for the last few weeks."
Veronica turned around and pulled Carla out of the classroom.
"What is it?" Carla asked.
"I think I know how."
"What are you talking about?"
"That plant, it's bugged with a miniature pin hole camera. That's how he knows when you leave the room and where you keep the key. And to prove it, I'll just put my own plant in there and we'll see what happens."
NEXT DAY
"Okay, the plant's in place, all you have to do is leave the money and walk out of the room." Veronica looked at Carla. "What's wrong?"
"I received this." Carla handed a paper to Veronica and she read it.
"Oh my god."
"It's a threat, either I get out or my life's going to become a living hell."
"First, let's focus on the problem at hand, just put the money in."
Carla entered the room and put the money in the drawer, she then exited the room where Veronica was sitting with her laptop. On the screen was Carla's classroom.
"Here we go." Veronica smiled.
On the screen came in the unknown figure, went over to the desk and took the money.
"What the?" Veronica asked.
"How come he never showed his face?" Carla asked.
"I don't know!"
Veronica got up and ran into the classroom, but it was too late. The mystery man had vanished.
"Damn it! How'd he know?" Veronica asked.
"I don't know!" Carla replied.
Veronica looked at Carla, then at her pen that was in her shirt pocket. Veronica put her finger over the top of the pen.
"Where did you get the pen?"
"The pen? A student gave it to me!"
"Who?"
"Justin. Why?"
"It's bugged with a microphone, that's how the guy knew where the camera was."
"Justin?"
"No, Justin was in on it, but it was one of his friends. I know who, and tomorrow... let's just say that there'll be a 'random' locker search."
Derrek was walking to his locker when deputies and Clemmens went over to Derrek.
"We need to search your locker." Clemmens told Derrek.
"Um... sure?" Derrek went over to his locker and opened it.
The deputies inspected it, there was nothing.
"Let's check his book bag." The deputies told Clemmens.
Derrek looked at the sheriffs, then dumped the contents of his book bag, there was still nothing.
"He's clean." One deputy told Clemmens.
"That'll be all." Clemmens and the deputies walked away.
Veronica and Carla were hanging out after school while watching the computer screen. No one came in, no one went out.
"What's going on?" Carla asked.
"I think I spooked him." Veronica replied.
Veronica met up with Derrek who was walking home.
"Where is it?"
"Where's what?" Derrek asked.
"The money, I know you did it!"
"You've got nothing on me." Derrek replied.
"Are you sure about that?"
"I haven't done anything."
"Nice trick with the plant! And getting me to believe that Justin Jacobs actually stole the money was pure genius!"
"That... was my best friend! I would have never had... go away!"
"So, I suppose that hiding it in your gym bag in your gym locker made you think that you got away with the money?"
Derrek was stunned.
"Yeah! The deputies are there now searching it. You might want to next time not have your partners in crime write everything down in a journal!"
Derrek opened the front door of his house to find his father waiting for him.
"Hey dad."
"Son."
Veronica nearly fell on her back.
'Oh my god, Derrek is Clarence Weidman's father? Derrek Weidman? Please tell me that this man that I'm looking at right now looks oh so similar and has the exact same voice is just a coincidence! Please! I really need a coincidence right now!'
Clarence looked sternly at Veronica, then slowly closed the door.
'It is! What if by some chance that Clarence Weidman is apart of this teacher/school board conspiracy to get rid of Carla Jackie and have his son take cash from her so that she can be fired? Oh my god, there really is much more here than just hating of a teacher, there's something else, but what?'
NEXT TIME: Things are definitaly warming up as one of Veronica's old foes reenter the picture. Will Carla Jackie be safe from all of the threatening notes, and will Keith be able to track down where they are coming from while Veronica looks into a mysterious group who may Columbine the school, that's next time...
