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Truth Or Dare, Veronica Kane?

My name's Veronica Kane. Yep, you heard right; V.Kane, heiress to the fabled Kane fortune. If you really want to get into details, though, I'm only due one third of the fortune if daddy dearest ever carked it. Not that I want him to; he absolutely adores my older sister Lilly and me... we are seriously "Daddy's Little Angels". My twin brother Duncan, though, is well and truly a mummy's boy. Lilly and I take the piss out of him almost daily, but we love him... we always will.

We have been a trio since, well, forever. Lilly held the social key, Duncan and I were the brains. It was like that all through middle school, although my fabulous sister played up the 'older' card the one year she was in junior high without us.

Personally, I think it backfired on her a little. See, in Lilly's last year of middle school, Logan Echolls moved to Neptune. He and I were Lilly's favourite form of entertainment. She caught the looks we both sent each other, and teased us mercilessly for years. Personally, I think we both needed the break from Lilly and her matchmaking skills.

But then, we were reunited back in junior high... and we whole heartedly became the fabulous four; Lilly, Duncan, Logan and me. Three Kanes and an Echolls.

It was pretty smooth sailing up until sophomore year. Duncan, Logan and I were as close as ever. Lilly, however, started to pull away. She had a following... girls and guys. We, Duncan and I, both got annoyed at everyone fawning over. But I think it bored Lilly in the end. She always came back to us in the end. The fabulous four could always make a party; in the pool house, at Logan's pool house, at the beach. Yeah, generally other people turned up if it were in a public place, but if it got too big, we jetted out of there ASAP.

Of the parties we properly threw, or attended, alcohol was a major factor. Lily and Logan were both tanks. They could easily drink their weight in liquor. Duncan and I, however, were more conservative. Not that we couldn't drink others under the table. No, we just preferred to not wake up the next morning with a blank memory. I guess it spawned off one night. Our fabulous four were sitting around the pool one night, drinking our arses off. Stupidly, Lilly suggested a game of truth or dare.

Well, all of us drank the night away; we all passed out on sun lounges. The next morning, you ask? Yes... I woke up the next morning to Lilly and Duncan's laughs. Lilly and Duncan's laughs at me being stripped down to my bikinis. Me being stripped down to my bikini's with someone's arm wrapped around me. Veronica-frickin-Kane with Logan-frickin-Echolls' arm wrapped around my almost naked body.

I hate it when I drink this much. I'm seriously gonna kill Lilly once I wake up properly.

AN: Alrighty, this is my first VM fanfic. I have read plenty of them, and I really liked how V was really a Kane... but usually (halfway through) she would turn out to be a Mars. That's so not gonna happen here. At the moment, this story is a stand alone story... but once ive got more written, it will be expanded.

Please click that little purple button, you know you want to. I would love to hear what you think.