A/N: Here's chapter ten. It's still not my best but I know where I want to get to. Not much more left. Probably only five chapters at most (since I've just been stockpiling updates while my internet is being freaky who knows this might be up in the next couple hours). So, when I finally typed this up I realized this might be a little OOC for Vee and Logan, but I don't know…I'm trying to gradually see them lighten up over the course of this story. Like the shopping trip and movies and stuff…so anyway, enjoy! R&R! Thanks! –Mac
Disclaimer: I don't own VMars.
Chapter 10
A Little Confession Is A Dangerous Thing
When Logan returned, he brought food and his "something special"—a case of beer. Veronica's eyes widened at the sight of it. She was about to inquire about how he had gotten his hands on it, but then she realized she didn't even want to imagine what he did to get it, so she refrained. Logan put the beer into the mini fridge to chill while they ate. Once they were finished eating, he cleared away all their trash into the waste bin. Then he got into the fridge and pulled out two beers. He started to hand one to Veronica, but she waved it away.
"Come on Logan, you know I don't like to drink that much," Veronica said.
"Loosen up, it's only a couple beers," Logan handed it to her and she reluctantly took it. "Who's going to know?"
"Okay," Veronica agreed, "But only a couple."
"Great," Logan smiled.
Veronica was leaning against the headboard of her bed with her knees up to her chest. Instead of returning to his own bed, Logan crawled up next to Veronica. They quietly began to sip at their beers. Veronica winced at the taste, but continued to drink. Halfway through their first drink, Logan rolled his head to the side to look at her.
"How do you think they're doing back home?" Logan asked, taking another sip.
"Who?" Veronica responded.
"Duncan, Lilly, Dick, Beaver and the rest." Logan shrugged, "I mean we've both conveniently disappeared at the same time. Can you imagine what they're probably thinking?"
Veronica turned to look at him, "Does it matter?"
"Does it?" Logan shrugged again, bringing his beer to his lips again.
Veronica took a sip and then bit her lip. Rather than answer, she said, "You know Lilly is like in love with you."
"I highly doubt that, "Logan laughed. "Lilly Kane doesn't fall in love. She falls in lust."
"Either way, she has liked you fro a better part of our friendship."
"I never noticed."
"She made it pretty obvious. She's always flirting with you, I mean endlessly," Veronica replied.
Logan smirked and raised an eyebrow, "Like we do?"
Veronica choked on the sip of beer she had taken. She sputtered, "Not quite."
They shared a small smile before Logan responded, "It would never have worked anyway—Lilly and me."
"Why's that?"
"I don't feel the same, not for her at least," Logan answered. He shook his now empty bottle and stood. Veronica swallowed the last of hers and handed it to him.
"So you do like someone," Veronica perked up, as Logan pulled out another beer for each of them. Veronica accepted hers as he came back to sit beside her, "Who is it?"
Logan shook his head, "No, I'm not telling you."
"Come on, we're friends. You can tell me," Veronica prodded.
"No."
"Oh, is it not an 09er? How scandalous. I won't laugh, scout's honor," Veronica stated, and Logan did not look persuaded, "Cross my heart and hope to die? Pinky swear? Come on. Just tell me. I won't tell anyone…I mean, who could I tell? Though that guy two doors down did look like a real gossip. If you tell me now, I'm sure everyone in Neptune will know by the time we get back."
"Drop it," Logan said firmly, "I'm not going to say anything so you might as well drop it. Besides, I have a question for you."
Veronica took a long gulp off her beer, "And what is that?"
"You said that freshman year Duncan liked you," Logan confirmed.
"That I did, Logan," Veronica nodded, "And I'm regretting telling you that now."
"Well you also said you turned him down. Since this was before you knew about the whole he could be your brother thing, I'm wondering, what was the real reason you did that? And don't give me any of the generic BS, about not wanting to ruin your friendship, that you tried to tell me before," Logan asked.
"For a few reasons," Veronica answered, "One it would have been awkward when I knew my mother and his father were sleeping together. Two, it would have been harder to keep that from him and I would have felt guilty the entire time knowing I knew and he didn't." Veronica paused to take a sip of her beer, "And three, I didn't feel that way about him."
"Hmm," Logan let that soak in, "I would have thought he would have at least told me about his little crush, being his best friend and all."
"He probably just didn't want to make things weird, since we were all friends." Veronica shrugged, "And he had to be embarrassed getting rejected like that…but I don't even dare to suggest that I understand the way a man's brain works."
Logan laughed, and then gestured to her beer, "You done?"
"Mmhmm," Veronica handed it to him.
"You want another?" Logan asked as he tossed the empty bottles in the trash and opened the fridge.
"Sure," Veronica answered. She had relaxed a little and was more open to the idea of drinking with Logan. She just hoped it didn't loosen her tongue too much. "But not much more, I can already feel it."
"You're a lightweight," Logan smiled.
Instead of coming back to sit by her, once he had handed off her fresh beer to her, he spread out on his stomach on his side of her bed. Veronica laughed lightly and reached over to ruffle his hair. Her fingers lingered and it was less of a ruffle as it was more slowly running her fingers through his hair. When she realized what she did, she pulled her hand away sharply and downed half of her bottle. The smile had dropped off his face and he was staring at the comforter intently. Neither spoke for awhile, the only sound was them drinking.
"I have something to confess, and don't take this the wrong way or anything, okay?" Logan suddenly said.
"Okay," Veronica responded, frowning slightly
"I'm actually glad that Duncan never told me that he had feelings for you," Logan began, "because freshman year I kinda had a thing for you too."
"What?" Veronica's mouth dropped open.
"Well," Logan got flustered, "I mean, who wouldn't? You always looked so cute in your pep squad uniforms, and you were always laughing and smiling. Plus, after we had our talks, you know. I just thought you were so strong. And I could talk to you about anything and you would understand and you would never judge me. I couldn't ever picture having that kind of relationship with any other girl. I mean, could you imagine me trying to have a heart felt conversation with Lilly?" Logan paused and Veronica laughed lightly despite herself. "I don't know, you just seemed perfect then."
"And I'm not perfect now?" Veronica raised an eyebrow and tried to keep a straight face.
"Eh," Logan swallowed hard. He looked her straight in the eyes as he responded, "Just missing the pep squad uniform."
Veronica's smile faltered but she composed herself quickly. "I think I still have 'em in the back of my closet. I'll have to break them out for you sometime." She winked at him and he laughed, "But only if you would like."
"Name a place and time and I'll be there with bells on," Logan smirked, "So, do you have any deep rooted, dark, intense confessions to share?"
"I don't think I've had enough to drink for that," Veronica responded.
Logan continued to smirk, "We're just going to have to fix that, now aren't we?"