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::Slams the door to her LeBaron, the top is down so she easily reaches into the back seat and pulls out her messanger bag, hoisting it over her shoulders. Carefully putting her keys in her bag as she walks towards the school, she scans the crowd of people carefully.::
(Oh, the joys of being back in school. Of course, nothing has changed at all for me since last year. I'm still the same Veronica Mars, except now I'm not haunted by the murder of my best friend. Not anymore now that her killer is safe behind bars.)
::As Wallace joins her, she turns and grins at him, brushing her hair out of her face::
Wallace: Well, aren't you just chipper about being back? What, disappointed that I haven't gotten around to putting a spirit box in your locker yet?
::Reaches into her bag and pulls out a box, opening it and holding it out for Wallace::
Wallace: Snickerdoodle? I know they're your favorite.
(The key to Wallace Fennel's heart: snickerdoodles)
::Grabs a cooking for herself and then looks around the parking lot once again. It's oddly vacant, no students are lurking around and talking as they would normally do, but she just shrugs it off to first day stuff.::
Wallace: So, where's the lovely Mac this morning? You two keeping it hush-hush from all the other ladies who's heart you stole last year or is she joining us later?
(Wallace and Mac dating. I still have to get used to that whole idea. I should be happy though, two of my best friends dating. After all, it's a lot better than them hating each other.)
::She looks at him when he talks about Mac and smiles slightly.::
(He really does like her, a lot. And I know Mac like him. I swear, the girl is seriously crushing out on Neptune High's biggest basketball star. It's great to see how happy they make each other.)
Wallace: Of course not, I'm pretty sure that Weevil all got his gang to use a dictionary everytime now since then. Spelling mistakes are a big no-no in the grand scheme of things.
::She and Wallace start to walk by the crowd of people, she's barely paying attention to the subtle whispers of the crowd or ever to whatever they're all so focused on.::
Wallace: This sleuth is hanging up her detective belt. After all, Lilly's killer is behing bars, dad is cutting back on the amount of time I'm allowed to spend in the office. Really, what I want to do is try out for cheerleading again.
::Pauses and catches Wallace's surprised look. She stops and turns around because he's not moving anymore.::
Veronica: Wallace? I'm kidding! I'm still all badass.
::She listens and then looks in the direction of the flagpole as Wallace talks to her. Her jaw practically drops when she sees what everyone is staring at. Hector, a PCHer, hanging from a noose tied to the flagpole, dead.::
(So much for high school being boring and plain. What's with all the PCHers dropping dead. First Felix, now Hector?)
::From an elevated position, Duncan merely watched what was happening, keeping to himself. All of a sudden, he was quickly shoved forward, his hands held at his back and he was forcefully escorted by Sheriff Lamb towards the patrol cars. Along the way, Lamb made the walk longer by passing directly in front of Veronica, a personaly grin on his face as he passed her.::
::It was only a moment longer before Duncan's head was lowered into the backseat and the car sped away.::
:: Sits at computer drummer fingers on keyboard. Seems to be in deep concentration::
:: Sighs ::
(Why can't I think of anything? I need inspiration... something BIG! I made a whole lot of moula for The Purity Test. What can top that?)
:: checks e-mail and notices an e-mail from Wallace ::
:: smiles when reading e-mail ::
(I wonder if Wallace saw the major event this morning with Hector. Hector was dead. Dead. That just irks me knowing someone died on school property. Two PCH'ers within a few months. This battle between the 09'ers and PHC'ers has gone too far. Makes me wonder what it would have been like if I wasn't switched at birth... I don't want to think about it. I love my family. I love my friends. I don't want to be an 09'er.)
:: Checks clock ::
(5 minutes until I see Wallace. I can't stop thinking about him... he just makes me so happy. Yup. Veronica's right. I definatley like him! Now I must wait 5 minutes...)
:: Continues starring at the screen not focusing on anything except a certain basketball player ::