A.N Wow I didn't think you'd like it that much but I'm glad you did because this is so much fun to write. Thank you all so much for fav'ing, following and reviewing. I hope you enjoy the rest of this just as much.
The petite blonde was seated in biology class and diligently wrote down her notes about evolution when a piece of paper fell onto her desk and broke her concentration. Curiously, she opened it and read, 'Sup Ron-Bon, how's it crack-a-lackin' ;)
Veronica raised an eyebrow and scribbled, Can I help you, Dick?
He waggled his eyebrows as he wrote back, Or can the Dickmeister help you?
She sighed, she glanced up at the teacher, who was obliviously writing out notes on the board. She quickly wrote a response and slid him the paper. I'm good.
He smirked and scribbled down, Oooh I know but I can make them good girls go bad.
She frowned, was Dick flirting with her? Unamused, she suggested, Or you can just send these little notes to the left, I'm sure someone on the other side would care for that.
Dick glanced to the left; Shelly Pomroy and Carrie Bishop were silently giggling as they passing notes to each other, in front of the duo sat Cindy MacKenzie. She was completely focused on taking down the notes from the board.
He licked his lips. Did Veronica really think he had a chance? She seemed like a wholesome girl and he was far from a wholesome guy. All he knew was that when he saw her, he had those damn butterfly feelings. He swallowed and quizzed, You think?
Veronica arched an eyebrow but briskly dismissed, Sure.
Dick grinned. She was Veronica's friend so if Veronica said so, that meant that Mac must like him too. Thanks Ronnie! You're an awesome wingwoman. I so owe Logan one now.
She froze when she read the name and casually wrote, Logan?
Dick's eyes widened, he squashed the piece of paper, he shook his head and kept mum. Clearly, he'd written too much.
She frowned, turned to the blond and whispered, "What did Logan tell you to do?"
He shook his head, swallowed, and quickly denied, "Nothing. Absolutely nothing."
"Dick," she warned with narrowed eyes.
"Dick Casablancas. Veronica Mars, is there a problem?" Mrs Hauser questioned.
The petite blonde turned around with a polite smile and innocently said, "I was just helping Dick understand why homo habilis wasn't fully erect."
She nodded, fully believing that Veronica was truthfully. She was her ace student, it was a good thing that she was helping the less than finer students with their work. "Just keep the noise down," he told them.
Veronica nodded in understanding and scribbled down, Why is Logan telling you to flirt with me?
Dick panicked and scribbled, He didn't say flirt.
She half-turned and stared at him with an arched eyebrow and prompted him to continue. He let out a breath and wrecked his brain for a way out of this mess he'd dug himself in. Finally, he settled with, If Lilly asked you not to do something, would you do it anyway?
Veronica's brows creased and she pursed her lips. She understood where Dick was going with this but she was surprised that he'd used perspective in his favor. And so she responded, Since when did you become reasonable?
He frowned. Was that sarcasm? I can't tell.
No, I'm genuinely curious, she wrote.
His frown deepened and he scribbled, I still can't tell.
She sighed, she'd have to corner Logan and interrogate him. Damn Dick for his stupid loyalty to Logan and for once in his life using his brains.
Nevermind, Dick.
Dick never thought that one word would make him feel so relieved. He blew out a breath and licked his lip. He glanced at the computer lover in the front seat. She was so different from everyone else. He knew it sounded cliché but she was.
When he first noticed her, she was arguing about some computer software thing and he'd written her off as a geek. A geek with a nice set of boobs but a geek nonetheless. The next time he noticed her, she was talking to Ronnie about some book that they'd read for book week and once again his theory was proved. The next time he noticed her, she was in an enthusiastic conversation with Logan about Call of Duty. There, his interest peeked. So she was a cool geek. And for the first time, Dick felt himself annoyed with Logan. It wasn't Logan's fault but it kinda was because why was she sharing all of her passionate opinions with Logan?
He honest to God did not understand how he started to feel these weird sensations when he saw her. He barely even said two words to her. And that was so not him because he always made the first move and he never cared if he came out looking like a... dick.
And there's where she's different. Because he did care. He cared if she said no. He cared if she thought he was dumb. He cared if she thought he was nothing more than his namesake.
He'd tried to repress the butterflies and avert his eyes when she entered a room but he just couldn't. When Veronica hinted at him talking to Mac, that must have meant that Mac wanted to talk to him, right? And that must have meant that they'd talked about him. And that must have meant that Mac liked him back.
Fully believing his conclusions, he wrote, So... What kinds of movies does Mac like?
Veronica honestly wanted to hit Dick. She'd felt that urge a lot over the years but she really wanted to hit him. He'd only added to her constant state of Logan-confusion. And now he was continuously pestering her without giving her any information that she wanted. When she read the note, she frowned. Mac? Dick was asking her about Mac? Where did that come from? Had Dick run out of girls and had now set his sights on her friend? Her natural instinct to protect her friend kicked in.
She's not that kinda girl, Dick.
Dick's eyebrows creased, thoroughly confused. She's not the kinda girl that likes movies?
Veronica sighed and clarified, She's not the kinda girl that will fall for your pick-up lines. And she doesn't care to be one of the many.
When Dick read Veronica's response, his stomach knotted. Veronica wasn't hinting at Mac. And that meant that Veronica didn't think that he had a chance with her. And that meant that Mac hadn't confessed any secret feelings about him. He swallowed. One of the many?
Yeah. If you wanna date her, then only her.
Dick frowned. What was Veronica implying? Did he or did he not have a chance with Mac? Confused, he played it off in his usual way and wrote, Whoa who said that I wanna date her?
Veronica frowned. Why was Dick denying it now? It's not like she told him that Mac wouldn't agree to go out with him but Mac was her friend too and she didn't want her to get hurt. And she knew that it was always better to be straight forward with Dick which was why she laid it all out for him.
I can read between the lines, Dick.
Dick bit his lip. He wanted so badly to rub it in her face that she didn't know everything and that she couldn't see what was right in front of her nose. Instead, he went with the thing he hated the most, subtlety. Well, this was as subtle as he got. He clicked his pen and scribbled, I'm not so sure about that.
She wrinkled her nose, what was that supposed to mean? She shook her head and focused on the fact that Dick seemed to want to date Mac. She didn't know what Mac's thoughts on the blonde surfer, he'd never really come up in their conversations but she knew that if Dick did ask Mac out, it was her duty to make sure he didn't hurt her.
With that in mind, she warned, If you hurt her, I will hurt you. Or she would clear your bank account or something to that affect.
Dick's brows shot up in surprise. Was Veronica indirectly telling him that he should ask Mac out? Did this mean that Mac did like him? And that he actually has a chance? The butterflies danced once again and Dick's lips curved. Then the second half of the note caught his eye. He knew she was good with computers but he didn't know she was a hacker. He grinned, she was so cool.
Whoa, she can really do that?
Veronica's lips curved, proud of her friend's abilities. She's a computer genius. I'm pretty sure she has the power to make every 09er cry at the tip of her finger.
"Logan Echolls," Veronica tugged on his shirt, he turned around but his smile quickly faded into concern when he noticed her brows knitted in frown and her lips thinned in a line. "Explain yourself."
His concern dissolved when he realized that she wasn't hurt but rather she was upset with him. Instinctively, he denied, "It wasn't me."
She frowned and he touched her arm, trying to assure her that he'd never do anything to upset her. She let out a breath and calmed down at his touch. "Don't play innocent with me, Mr." She poked at his bicep. "I know you told Dick to flirt with me, why?" Her eyes narrowed on him.
His mouth dropped opened. "I did not."
She arched an eyebrow and looked him over for any tell tale signs. She pursed her lips and told him, "He kinda let it slip that you did."
Logan frowned but before any further words could be said, the teacher entered class and Veronica settled down in her seat. Unwilling to let the subject matter drop, she glanced up at the teacher and scribbled, Were you trying to hook me and Dick up?
His eyebrows knitted in confusion and he aggressively jotted, What? No. No. No. NO.
Veronica glared at him for being so callous about passing her the note. What if the teacher caught them? She let out a breath when she read the note. So what was Dick's comment on Logan about? Maybe it was more about them than her. Did it matter? She had so many other confounding thought that she needed to work through.
She decided to let the matter rest, and responded, Okay. Sheesh. You don't have to tear up the page.
Logan's brows creased and his lips thinned, he pressed down hard on the pen as he wrote, The emphasis on NO is important.
He blew out a breath and touched his forehead with the back of his hand. How was he supposed to tell her that he'd asked Dick to find out if she liked him and he wasn't misreading her niceness for flirtation? He couldn't directly tell her that, obviously. He couldn't take it if she gave him the 'I like you as a friend, Logan' or the 'I don't want to ruin our friendship.'
He knew that she wouldn't be lying if she said it because a part of him felt that way too. But while he liked Veronica as a friend and he didn't want to ruin their friendship, he wanted something more and he wanted her to feel the same way.
He didn't want to put her in any uncomfortable positions. So if he knew how she felt, then he'd proceed appropriately. And if he couldn't figure it out in time, he had a plan. He'd ask her to the dance, big grand romantic gestures. She wouldn't say no. He grinned at the thought, she couldn't say no because, really, she didn't have any other options. He'd told all the guys to back off. And let's just say he had ways to make them listen.
Logan licked his lips, all those weird butterfly crap that Dick was talking to him about was happening inside him. He chewed his pen cap and jotted, I told Dick to annoy you so to you'd miss me annoying you.
Veronica tore her attention away from the chemical equations on the board and scanned his note. She wasn't sure why that made her tummy flutter. What sane person liked it when a boy annoyed them? She mentally groaned. She did. She liked it when Logan annoyed her. She closed her eyes and decided to at least pretend to be sane and scribbled, That makes no sense.
Was he really going to hint around at something more with Veronica now? Maybe he could figure out if she did like him. Dick hadn't gained any source of evidence even though Dick said that Veronica was totally into him, he couldn't very well take the tall blond boy's word for it.
He swallowed and wrote, It's better when I'm the one sending you notes in class, isn't it?
Her heart quickened. What was he implying? Did he figure out that she liked him? Maybe she should be more mean to him. 'No. Just, be yourself, Veronica. Logan knows nothing', she told herself and focused on the person in the equation that wasn't either of them.
She released the pen from her lips and replied, Well, Dick's crude.
Logan sucked in a breath. Did she figure out that he liked her and was that why she avoided answering? Because she didn't want to hurt his feelings with a no and didn't want to get his hopes up with a yes? He needed to know, dammit.
Is that the only reason? What about Duncan?
Veronica frowned at the note. Where did Duncan come from? She quickly responded, Duncan doesn't write me notes in class.
He blew out a breath. There was a niggling thought in the back of his mind that wondered if his two best friends liked each other. They had so much more in common with their school activities. Both played soccer. Both 4.0 GPA. Both generally good students and pupils.
Really? I thought he did.
Veronica quickly wrote down the last of her chemical formula before opening Logan's note. Duncan and her didn't exactly pass notes to each other in class. They did write in each others books, like which formula to use and generally checking each others work books.
Then a thought popped in her mind; was Logan hinting that she likes Duncan? Is he hinting that he likes me because he does pass me notes? Why is there so many options to everything?
She groaned at her thoughts but momentarily pushed them aside and replied to Logan, Why would you think that?
He pursed his lips. Duncan had been acting strange lately, not in the don't-talk-to-me kinda way but in I-am-a-giggly-school-girl which meant he had the hots for someone. He had hoped that it wasn't Veronica. And with this new information, his hopes hadn't been for nought. Because if Duncan liked Veronica, then he'd send her notes, right?
He bit harder on the pen cap and informed her, Because he's writing someone and it's not always me.
Veronica bit her lip from laughing at how petulant it sounded. Oooh are you jealous? I didn't know that you and Duncan wrote to each other =)
He grinned at the smiley face at the end and obviously denied her silly accusations. What did he have to be jealous about? Nothing. Right? Because Veronica wasn't the person Duncan was sending secretive notes to. And yeah, he had to write Duncan notes because Duncan didn't want to open his mouth in class and get caught by the teacher and be sent off to detention. So dramatic. At worst, he'd get called out in class. Because he's Duncan Kane and Duncan Kane would immediately apologize for disrupting class.
No, I'm not! And yeah he's a goody-too-shoes like this tiny blonde I know.
Veronica frowned. Logan had once told her that he liked that she was a good girl and encouraged him to be good. He might have been drunk but it counted, right? She swallowed. What if it didn't? It was obvious by his list of ex's that he didn't go for the good girls.
I thought you liked that about me. And I'm petite.
Yeah well it's cute on you. Him? Not so much.
Veronica's lip quirked upward. So it did count. For a split second she wasn't sure what to respond with but quickly decided her safest play was focusing on the third person. I think it's a good look for him. I can't picture Duncan as anything but a good boy.
Logan decided to put that tiny voice in the back of his mind to rest and despite his fears, he asked, So you like Duncan, huh?
Veronica gawked at the paper. Was he trying to set her up with Duncan now? She clenched her teeth and mentally cursed Logan for not trying to ask her out himself. She glared at the paper but wrote, As a friend. Why?
He blew out a breath of relief. Okay, Veronica and Duncan were a no-go. He deflated. That didn't mean that him and Veronica were. He still needed to figure out if she liked him like he liked her.
He had to answer her question and so he wrote, Well you're a good girl and he's a good guy... Naturally.
She clenched her jaw. She wanted to point out that he was a good guy too. Not in the conventional way but his heart was good. And that was what mattered. She didn't though. What was the point? She'd told him that multiple times before. So she settled with something she'd learned in biology, Darwin's evolutionary theory dictates that a gene pool needs variety of qualities and those that mate within their gene pool have a less likely chance of survival when adaptation takes place.
Logan bit back his laugh. Okay, so she didn't like Duncan. He grinned and jotted, So you're saying that you like variety? And you wanna mate?
She swallowed. Of all things, he picks on that. I'm saying that your 'naturally' isn't as natural as you think. People need to be different in order to mix well and grow.
He softly smiled. Maybe she did like him. Or else she wouldn't have been so inclined to make him see the errors of his ways. He stared at the paper with amusement. But then again, this was Veronica Mars, she loved pointing out the error in his ways. He found it enduring, really. It meant she cared. And that was something he loved about her.
So Miss Mars, tell me more about this variety.
She bit her lip. She almost wanted to tell him. But she really couldn't bring herself too. This was Logan. What was going to happen when he let her down easily with the 'I like you, Veronica, but as a friend and I would never want to lose our friendship' line. Because honestly, when feelings are confessed, things are never the same. No matter how much you pretend it is.
Mrs Hauser will be more than pleased to assist you with your biology, Logan.
Sometimes, Veronica made it too easy for him to fluster her. He liked it. He knew that there were times when he could get away with it because she'll use her it was 'just Logan being Logan' logic and not look into the deeper contextual meaning.
With a lopsided grin on his lips, he wrote, I think I like your biology much more, Veronica.
Her eyes grew a little wide and her cheeks colored a pink. Did he, really? She resisted the urge to ask, to confront him about all of his hints that could very well not be hints. Instead, she scribbled, How about you pay more attention to the chemistry going on right now?
Logan let out a breath and thought, 'that's all that my attention has been on.'
