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Of Evil Eyes And Unlikely Alliances 1/? 
22nd-Nov-2009 05:56 pm
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Title: Of Evil Eyes And Unlikely Alliances
Pairing: Chloe Sullivan/Whitney Fordman
Fandom: Smallville
Rating: T
Disclaimer: I do not own
Summary: When Whitney, sure that his ex's friend, Tina Greer, has placed the Evil Eye on him, he goes to the only person he believes will not only believe him, but help him as well. Chloe Sullivan isn't exactly the girl he thought she would be...but that's okay.
Note: Written for my Paranormal25 150. Prompt of the day #69: Evil Eye

 

“Let me get this straight.” Chloe tapped her pencil against her desk, looking up at the last person she would have expected to come walking through the Torch’s doors. “You think someone put the Evil Eyeon you.”

“Not someone.” Whitney Fordman, star Quarterback and most popular boy in high school, leaned down with his palms flat against the table, glaring down at Chloe as if this were somehow all of her fault. “It’s Tina Greer. She’s freakishly obsessed with Lana and ever since Lana and I started dating that freak has been giving me the evil eye and I’ve lost every single game and I’m getting D’s, and people hate me all of a sudden because they say I’ve done or said things I know I didn’t do or say, and I’m clumsy---I’m not clumsy!”

Chloe tilted her head to the side slightly as he vented.

“Every single time she looks at me something bad happens!” Whitney continued. “And then, as if everything wasn’t bad enough---now Lana dumped me because she said that she needed time to think some things through---when just yesterday she told me that she was really happy we were going out!”

When it seemed that he had finished with his rant, Chloe leaned forwards on the desk. “Why exactly are you telling me this?”

The Quarterback blinked, seeming surprised as he pushed off of the desk and cleared his throat, folding hid arms over his chest. “Well, uh, because you’re into this freaky stuff. Anyone who reads the Torch would know that you only write about weird stuff, and if there’s anything going on you’ll be able to figure it out and find a way to stop it. It bet she’s a meteor freak just like all the others you found out about and wrote about.”

She wasn’t exactly sure how to respond to that. “You read the Torch.”

He looked uncomfortable. “Sometimes.”

Steepling her fingers in front of her, Chloe raised an eyebrow. “So, what do I get out of this? If I helped you, checked things out, checked Greer out, what do I get out of it?”

“Personal pleasure at outing yet another freak?” Whitney asked.

Chloe snorted. “Try again, buddy. Personal gratification can only get a girl so far in this life, you know?”

He glared at the blonde for not jumping to his help eagerly like any other girl would, folding his arms over his chest, wearing his jersey proudly like always. “I’ll give you that interview you wanted so badly at the beginning of semester.”

“You shot me down like Black Hawk, and guess what, I’m not interested anymore.” Chloe responded, standing and giving him a somewhat spiteful smile. “Now, I just think you’re sour because you got dumped by the ‘hottest’ girl in school and you’re trying to find fault in someone who isn’t you because actually having to stop and realize that you’re not the most desirable thing to the female population on a whole would burst your little bubble.”

Hey!”

“And for the record, I have nothing against the meteor infected in general, so just outing someone who has done nothing harmful wouldn’t give me pleasure at all. I only have problems with those who have used their abilities for the darkside.” Chloe continued, storming around the desk and beginning to poke the Quarterback angrily on his chest, driving him back a step with every poke. “And believe me, even if she had something to do with the Lang breaking up with you, it’s not warranted having herself exposed to a bunch of immature idiots who would ridicule or torment her due to something she had to no control over.”

Whitney, looking somewhat afraid and in pain, continued to back away quickly.

Chloe continued to charge after him. “And just the fact that you’re willing to put her through something like that because of your wounded ego just tells me that if she really has put the evil eye on you---you probably deserve it!”

Whitney opened his mouth to defend himself before tripping over his own feet and falling flat on his ass on the floor.

Even Chloe was a little winded by that.

The jock closed his eyes and growled. “I’m…not…clumsy!”

Well…

Chloe had to give him that.

She’d watched him a few times, and she knew that watching Whitney was like listening to poetry. There was a fluidity and creativeness in the way he moved and played football, a lightness and sureness on his feet…

…he wasn’t the type of person to just trip over himself like this.

“I see coming here was a big mistake.” The Quarterback exclaimed darkly, picking himself up and narrowing his eyes on her. “I thought you would be the only person in the whole town who wouldn’t think I was insane and would actually help me. But obviously I was wrong. You’re just spiteful.” He moved towards her.

Chloe kept her ground so he was in her personal space now, glaring down at her, his height advantage so much more obvious now.

“When I trip on something that isn’t there and break my neck, remember you could have prevented it.” With that, Whitney stormed out of the Torch.

Chloe watched him go, biting her bottom lip, his last words ringing through her mind.

Well…it couldn’t hurt to just check up on it. It’d probably nothing but a couple of off days for him, and he’ll never have to know I wasted time on him.

A knock at the door caused Chloe to break out of her thoughts, and she blinked in surprise to see the Lang, of all people, standing in the doorway.

“Hi.” Lana smiled nervously, still dressed in her uniform, obviously having just come from practice. “I’m Lana.”

“I know.” Chloe nodded, then winced, realizing that that wasn’t the friendliest of helloes. “So, how can I help you, Lana?”

“I just saw Whitney tearing out of here----he----I wanted to apologize if he made any problems for you or took out his anger on you.” Lana’s smile turned into a small frown. “We---we broke up, and it’s a mess, and Whitney---I don’t want him taking it out on other people who just don’t have anything to do with the matter. So, I’m sorry.”

“Don’t worry about it.” Chloe waved that off, feeling a little awkward around the cheerleader Clark was so enthralled with. “I’m used to dealing with unlikable footballers, I really didn’t notice.”

Lana smiled.

An uncomfortable silence fell on them as they each looked away, Chloe waiting for the girl to politely excuse herself.

“I’ve always wondered what it looks like in here.” Lana surprised her by entering the Torch, hands clasped behind her back, looking around. “I read the Torch faithfully, you know, every edition.”

“Oh.” Apparently Chloe had more readers than she knew. “Uhm, so you like it.”

“Yeah, it’s very interesting.” Lana responded, turning to look at Chloe. “I started reading because of curiosity when I found out that the new transfer student had revived the dead and forgotten Torch school newspaper and basically ran the whole thing herself. Then, well, it was interesting to read---no matter how odd the articles’ subject are at times.”

That was a compliment.

Chloe was sure of it.

“Well, I have a lot of help, actually.” The blonde exclaimed. “I have Clark write up the social pages, and Pete does some things here and there.”

“Right.” Lana nodded, looking around the Torch.

Chloe waited once more for the brunette to leave.

Lana turned to her. “Uhm, I was wondering, have you ever thought of an advice column?”

“An advice column?”

“Yeah, like a Dear Abby.” Lana nodded, brightening up at the topic. “It would help with the popularity in your female readers.”

Chloe blinked, thinking it over. “Actually, that’s not a bad idea.” She turned to the smiling brunette. “How about a Dear Lana?”

Lana seemed surprised yet pleased. “You want me to do the column?”

“Well, it is your idea, and the girls do look up to you.” Chloe pointed out. “We could do it every Friday and Mondays like a special, and you get to pick which letters to answer. We could even have a drop off box placed somewhere and make sure that the letters are anonymous so that the girls won’t feel self-conscious asking whatever it is they want to ask.”

The brunette was nearly bouncing. “That---yeah---I’d love that.”

“Great.” The blonde smiled. “I’ll find you when everything’s ready.”

“Perfect.” Lana smiled back.

There was the sound of someone bumping into the door.

The door fell off of its hinges to the ground.

Completely broken.

Both girls turned to see a horrified and embarrassed Clark Kent standing in the scene of the crime.

Chloe let out a little groan.

Due to his rather pathetic crush on Lana (which he’d admitted could be traced to when they were practically in diapers) Clark was a menace to society whenever he was around her. He kept bumping into things and breaking them.

Usually it was hilarious…but not when her door was the newest victim.

Clark looked at them, eyes wide. “Sorry about that---I---it was a really weak door, about to fall off at any minute and I---.”

“Are you alright, Clarence?” Lana asked, eyes wide. “Did you hurt yourself? You hit that hard.”

Clark gave her a little dreamy expression at the fact that she was talking to him, seeming not to mind that she wasn’t exactly calling him by his name. “I’m fine Lana. Thanks for worrying about me.”

“Anyone would.” Lana replied with a smile. “I mean, you hit that door hard!”

There you are, Lana!” An exasperated voice called from behind Clark, causing everyone’s gaze to turn to see Tina Greer, wearing almost the very same outfit Lana was wearing that day (but didn’t have on at the moment due to her donning her cheerleader uniform). “I looked all over for you!”

“Sorry, I---I got caught in Chloe---with Chloe.” Lana stammered.

Chloe didn’t notice the slip or the stammer coming from the suddenly blushing Lang, green eyes on Tina Greer instead, wondering if this girl could have truly put the evil eye on Whitney Fordman.

Tina’s gaze turned to Chloe and she glared hatefully at her.

Chloe blinked as Clark, who was between them, slipped again.

At least he didn’t break anything this time.

Lana swooped down to help him up, calling him ‘Clarence’ once more, and he might have drooled a little bit, Chloe really wasn’t sure, she was too busy narrowing her eyes at Greer, letting her know that while there wasn’t any hostility in her towards the other girl, she wasn’t afraid of her and could take her on if she made an issue of whatever it was that’d annoyed her.

“Come on, Lana.” Tina grabbed Lana’s hand and dragged her out, not giving the girl time to say goodbye.

Clark waved dreamily at the empty doorways as the bell run, signifying the end of the school day.

Chloe shook her head at him. “You’re explaining the door to Kwan.”

That brought him out of his dream-state, his eyes wide in horror.

Chloe smiled and shook her head.
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That evening as she sat on her porch swing, gazing up at the stars, Chloe was lost in thought, only being broken out of it at the sound of a vehicle stopping in front of her house. She tore her gaze away from the heavens and her eyes widened when she saw the lean body that slipped out gracefully from the pickup, making his way up her steps to stand purposely in front of her, hands shucked in the pockets of his jersey as he finally spoke.

“I refuse to die just because you’re spiteful.”

“How do you even know where I live?” Chloe asked him, eyes narrowed.

Whitney Fordman looked even more uncomfortable at the question, if possible. “It’s a small place, Smallville.”

Chloe looked him up and down, a little impressed that he’d come to face her in her own turf twice today. The blonde finally patted the seat next to her and lifted the blanket she’d had covering her lap.

Whitney gave her an odd look before going to sit next to her, wrapping up in the blanket. “So, does this mean you’re going to help me?”

“Means I can see how you might think she’s given you the evil eye, and if you do die, I don’t want your death on my conscience. The guilt might give me wrinkles.” Chloe answered, gaze going back to the heavens.

He snorted. “I feel so comforted at this moment.”

She laughed softly, still looking up. “Do you know any constellations?”

“Excuse me?”

“Constellations. Groups of stars that form a certain pattern. Pay attention.”

He frowned. “I know what constellations are. I just don’t know why---?”

“I can never find any.” Chloe interrupted him. “No matter how many times people point them out to me all I can see are endless diamonds sparkling against black silk.” She pouted. “It irks me.”

“Shouldn’t we begin our investigation now?” Whitney wanted to know.

“Constellations tonight, research tomorrow.” She informed him. “I also will be expecting something in return for this…so be prepared, mentally.”

Whitney looked at her oddly. “Why do I feel like I’ve just sold my soul to the devil?”

Please.” She snorted in laughter. “Lu charges cheap compared to me. He only asks for your soul---I might ask for your dignity.” She then turned to him and gave him a mischievous smile.

Whitney gulped.

Where was Lucifer when you needed him?


 


 

Comments 
22nd-Nov-2009 11:25 pm (UTC)
this absolutely hilarious! Loved the last line... hah.
22nd-Nov-2009 11:41 pm (UTC)
Glad you're enjoying :D
22nd-Nov-2009 11:44 pm (UTC)
that was awesome .lol lana calling clark by the wrong name was so funny lol. so tina greer is lana obssessed no kidding lol. does lana like her in this story ? will it end up whitney and chloe as a couple ? PPMS
22nd-Nov-2009 11:51 pm (UTC)
You'll have to wait to find out :D
22nd-Nov-2009 11:46 pm (UTC)
Such a great beginning! Very original. I loved the last part. Where was Lucifer when you needed him? lol. Can't wait for more.
22nd-Nov-2009 11:52 pm (UTC)
Glad that you liked! I TRY to be original :D
23rd-Nov-2009 01:51 am (UTC)
"Lu"---ahahahah! She calls the devil by a nickname! Priceless!
23rd-Nov-2009 02:22 am (UTC)
I know! Beware of a girl who does that! ;)
23rd-Nov-2009 11:36 am (UTC)
Wow!This was great. I have to askdoes Lana like Chloe? Loved Tina. Chloe was hilarious. Update soon:)
23rd-Nov-2009 02:55 pm (UTC)
You'll just have to wait and see :D
9th-Dec-2009 08:57 am (UTC)
A character that was written off too soon but on consolation, I was at least happy with the Whitney-centric episodes even if it was so few.

About this story, I like that you have Whitney partner with Chloe since we don't see this happen on the series.

Clark running into the door and practically destroyed it, was delightfully humorous. How in the world will Clark explain that to Kwan? hahaa.

You know, I had a double take when Lana called Clark... Clarence. :D

I wonder what Chloe has in store for Whitney after she unravels Tina Greer's situation.

Nice story. Off to read the next chappie!
10th-Dec-2009 12:03 pm (UTC)
Glad you're liking:D Very good questions posed...
9th-Apr-2010 12:43 am (UTC)
Oh MAN, I love this. I don't think this is me liking het stories all of a sudden, I think it is just your stries at the moment that I love so much. Ilove the humor in this, Lana calling Clark Clarence, and I think Lana has a thing for Chloe, but that is my man years as a femlash whore talking, and I love that Chloe says that she is more expensive than Lucifer. Great first chapter, and I hope you're still working on this series because I oly see three chapters so far.

Erin
9th-Apr-2010 12:50 am (UTC)
*hangs head in shame* Its been on hiatus. *pouts*
5th-Mar-2011 12:56 am (UTC)
Hey, having devoured the Lord of the Rings/Smallville fic, I wanted to look in and see what else, and I remembered that I started this and have been seeing updates for it, so I am going back to reread parts. I forgot why I had started this fic, and the first chapter reminded me. :) I am off to the next chapter so I can catch up again and get to the new parts!!

Erin
1st-Dec-2010 02:54 pm (UTC)
I ADORE Chloe's last line to Whitney, it just goes to show Chloe's deviousness. I haven't really gotten to see that in the past few seasons. Off the read the next chapter :)
1st-Dec-2010 05:48 pm (UTC)
Yes, Chloe has been wrapped too firmly around Clark's pinky trying to help him to have time to develop all those fun characteristics she displayed in the early seasons :(
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