THANKS TO EVERYONE! Couldn't write this without your support.

Sheesh... I'm having a hard time continuing this, but I know how I want it to end. It has to do with the title "You're My Sunshine."

I just don't know how to continue. Do you want more flashbacks? Oh! And I'm sorry for any mistakes! I don't have a beta, and I'm

only in 8th grade, but I try my hardest. : D On with the pathetic excuse of a Veronica Mars story... ; (wink wink)

AN: bold implies emphasis

Flashback...

Veronica awoke slowly from her drugged induced sleep. She didn't know where she was, or what happened the night before. She could barely remember anything, including her name. "Damn, whatever happened last night must have been great, or else I wouldn't be this hungover," She thought with a bite of sarcasm. She tried to move her arms from the awkward position from under her, when she realized she was bound, hand and foot. She then noticed the nasty tasting gag in her mouth, shoved between her teeth, stretching her jaw. "Scratch that though, must have sucked, either that or I had one dirrrty night of steamy fun." But she felt that it wasn't true

She lifted her head and looked at her surroundings. She was in a small, dark space. It was hard for her to breathe. She felt kinda woozy, and dismissed it as being badly hungover. She racked her brain for any information. Name, date, and what happened last night. Veronica Kane. That's all she could come up with. She guessed that was her name, but it sounded strange. Either way, she'd stick with that until she could fully remember. Next part, the date. She let out a muffled sigh, and came up with the year 2007. Nothing more, nothing less.

As for what happened the night before, she couldn't remember for the life of her. She was scared. She recognized the feeling, thinking that this, whatever is was, had happened before. What did she feel? Hopelessness, fear, desperation, but for some reason she thought that she shouldn't admit that, if even to herself. She struggled and tried to undo her bindings, but she deemed it impossible in the small space of the place of her captivity. She felt like an animal trapped in a cage. She was angry, but didn't know at who or why. She heard a sound, and recognized it as a car horn. "Strange," She thought warily. It then dawned on her that she was in the trunk of a car.

"That's why I feel like a freakin' drunk on a roller coaster."

Ughhhh, I have mixed feelings about the chapter. I'll try to update soon, but life is kinda busy with school and other things.

Sorry that my chapters are short, but I'm trying to gather my thoughts about where I want to take this. Oh! And I put that thing about the lever and popping square in the first or second chapter can't remember, but I have no idea what it's going to be about. Any suggestions? Sorry if the chapter sucked, and I would write more but it's 2:43 AM and I have school in a few hours so I'm off to drift into a deep slumber. Night all, and good luck. I just felt like saying that