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The New Circle 28A/? 
26th-Apr-2013 12:10 am
The New Circle (Part 2)
Title: The New Circle
Fandoms: Smallville/Secret Circle
Characters: Chloe Sullivan, Clark Kent, Pete Ross, Lana Lang, Whitney Fordman, Greg Arkin, Nell Potter, John Blackwell, Gabe Sullivan, Lex Luthor, Davis Bloome, Jason Teague, Tess Mercer, Oliver Queen, Patricia Swan...
Rating: T
Disclaimer: Don't own
Summary: Chloe Sullivan had a normal-ish life before the circle and John Blackwell turned her life upside down and gave new meaning to the unexplained weirdness that goes on in Smallville. Now life's a witch, she's a part of a circle she's not too sure she wants to be bound to, and not only do they have to worry about Witch-Hunters, but unknowingly to them another circle is on the hunt too.
Wanna thank tenshinrtaiga for betaing!

"I'm not a werewolf." Chloe finished looking through the article Clark had given her on his jump drive before rushing out to attend after school detention. She groaned, feeling that intense gaze on her, finally turning to look at the boy. "I'm not."

Van stood there, leaning with his hip against the desk. "Dude. Your mother."

He didn't say anything else and didn't have to.

"That's her, not me," Chloe grumbled, having figured that it made no sense to keep telling Van that Moira wasn't a werewolf. She'd have to get deeper into the whole "she's a witch whose family has the ability to shape shift". This whole werewolf thing was just an easier way of leaving things and thus keeping everyone else and their magic safe as well. Also, it was a way of keeping Van safe. Especially with the mysterious disappearance of certain male figures in the Smallville society. People were on edge, and she just wanted to try and keep both sides of her life separate. Even when they were forced together – like tonight and the house party her father was throwing for her mother despite the fact that he was black and blue from the beating he'd gotten the night before.

Van continued to just stare at her. "That necklace is silver, right?"

"Oh, dear god, yes!" Chloe threw her hands up in the air before grabbing onto the silver of the chain John had given her; the one she'd never taken off, not even after everything she'd learnt about him. "See? No burning!"

Van pursed his lips as he watched. "It could be a dormant gene."

Chloe tilted her head at her photographer, eyes widening as her lips parted and realization hit hard and surprising. "You want me to be a werewolf!"

"What?" he grumbled, folding his arms over his chest defensively. "Do you know how cool that would be?"

"Your definition of cool and mine are different," Chloe informed him, still shell-shocked as she shook her head at him, letting go of her chain. "I wouldn't want to be a werewolf."

"Why not?" Van wanted to know. "I think it sounds awesome. As a werewolf, there's super strength, speed, animal instincts and magnetism…"

"Your magnetism is just fine," she assured him.

Van flashed her a grin. "Your crush on me is always an ego booster."

"Why exactly would you need ego boosting?" Chloe narrowed her eyes at him. "Did something happen at Dawn's party?"

"No." Van shifted his gaze away from her in a clear tell.

Sighing, Chloe pressed "print" and turned her chair completely towards him. "Was it the flowers or the necklace?"

"She liked them both," he assured her with a grumble, still gazing away from her. "I broke up with her."

"On her birthday? Why would you do that? Douchebags do that and you're no douchebag so what happened?" Chloe asked in shock, knowing that Van mightn't ever say it out loud, but he was completely in love with Dawn Stiles.

"It was just a stupid high school romance." Van shrugged his shoulders in feigned carelessness. "I don't want to graduate having only ever had one girlfriend. Who does that? So lame."

Damn, he was hurt. "What did she do?"

He flinched visibly, gaze going to her before looking away once more. "She said that there was nothing going on between them, but I know better. He suits her more than I do, anyway."

"Who are we talking about?" Chloe asked, a little confused.


"Brent Greene?" Her eyes widened, recognizing the name of one of Whitney's football buddies. "Holly Dunham's boyfriend?"

"The very one." Van shrugged.

"But he's such an ass." Chloe made a face, not getting what any woman could really see in Brent. "I mean, look at how he always torments poor Eric for his crush on Holly when everyone knows Eric doesn't have a chance and his crush is harmless."

"Finally, a girl who isn't swayed over by his face!" Van's lips twitched slightly as his gaze finally returned to her. "Everyone else thinks because he's a footballer he should be given a free pass."

"So why do you think there's something between Brent and Dawn?" Chloe wanted to know.

"He's always following her around – he wouldn't leave her alone at the party." He sneered at the very memory. "She says it's just the effect she has on guys and that she hasn't given him any reason to believe that something will happen between the two of them, but a guy wouldn't be that pathetic in front of his own girlfriend if he didn't have some sort of evidence that the other girl has the hots for him too."

Chloe didn't know what to say except, "That sucks."

"Her loss." Van shrugged. "Wanna cheat on Arkin with me?"

The blonde blinked up at Van in shocked awe that he'd said that. "I'm not the cheating sort."

"Figured," he mumbled, not seeming at all surprised by the rejection. "There should be more girls like you. Girls nowadays are too slutty."

He was seriously hurting. Wow. "So what do guys do at this point?"

He gave her a raised eyebrow. "Huh?"

"Well, according to the few chick flicks I've watched, when a girl breaks up with someone, the girls all get together, eat ice cream and chocolate while watching sappy girly movies and bitching about guys in general and how they should all go lesbian just to not have to deal with guys anymore." Chloe reached out and grabbed her pen, tapping it a little nervously against the table. "So what's the Bro version of that?"

Van eyed her as if she was the weirdest thing he'd ever seen before chuckling, shaking his head. "I really have no idea. Guys aren't really all into discussing their feelings and shit. We basically just get on with life I suppose – hook up with someone else to prove they are still desirable and that the girl was obviously the one with the problems."

"Thus the offer to cheat on Greg," Chloe pointed out.

"Thus the offer," Van admitted. "Although you already know I'd find you attractive if I was single – which I am – so it wasn't only because I'm going through the motions."

"Duly noted." She nodded, a smile playing on her lips.

He sighed, pushing away from the table. "So, what's this I hear about you having a sister?"

Chloe's eyes widened in surprise. "You mean that has already gotten around, as well?" She shook her head. "You'd think the disappearance of so many of the men here would take preference in the rumor mill!"

"So you do have a sister." Van tilted his head to the side. "That's got to be harsh, man."

"It's not something I can't live with." With a shrug of her shoulders she played off the situation as less intense than it really was. "Anyway, so far I'm liking her." She licked her lips. "She might be transferring to Smallville High. She actually borrowed my car to do some errands and she'll be picking me up after, so you might meet her."

"Blonde? Brunette? Redhead?" Van asked curiously.

"Brunette with brown eyes," she answered easily. "She's younger than me, but taller. Very pretty…" She narrowed her eyes at Van's contemplative expression before shaking her finger at him. "No rebounding on my sister."

He reached out and grabbed her finger, grinning. "Your jealousy is just so adorable."

The blonde rolled her green eyes in amusement and yet it died the moment the burning finished on her computer and a dvd popped out. "I have an appointment to get to before Diana picks me up. You think you can get this week's The Ville from Justin tomorrow? He hasn't been coming around as much as he used to."

"Wonder why." There was dark amusement in Van's eyes as he shook his head and grabbed his backpack. "Consider it done, boss." And with that and a salute he was gone, whistling to himself.

"I never got half as much mouth from Pete." Chloe shook her head, amused, before thoughts about Pete and the dvd in front of her drained the smile from her face.

Right now wasn't the time to worry about Pete, though. He had his parents, and Lana and Nell to look out for him.

Now, she had to worry about something else. The blonde grabbed the dvd and locked her computer before slipping out of the Torch and locking the door as well. She moved through the near deserted hallway, ignoring the few remaining students around her as she steeled herself for what she was going to do now, ignoring the part of her that said she should have taken Whitney on his offer to do this for her. She was a big girl; she didn't need a boy to protect her. Then again, that was pride and according to Mrs Ross: "pride cometh before the fall".

Thankfully her inner monologue kept her busy until she reached the entrance to the locker room. She took in a deep breath before pushing her way inside, knowing that it would be empty. Still, she gazed left and right as the door swung closed behind her, the blonde taking in a deep breath as she walked passed the lockers towards the Coach's office, able to hear Coach Arnold arguing with someone before slamming the telephone down harshly.


He was already in a bad mood.

Gathering her courage, the girl pressed onwards and knocked on his door, opening it before he had a chance to tell her to go away, stepping inside. "Coach Arnold."

He gazed up at her, frowning. "No time for a damned interview, girl. I've got people coming. Go away."

The office smelt of burnt…something. Maybe wood. A little plastic.

Licking her lips, Chloe squared her shoulders. "I'm not here for an interview, and believe me, I won't take up much of your time."

He sent her a nasty look. "What the hell do you want?"

"There's no easy, nice way to say this," she admitted, taking a couple of steps towards him before flinging the dvd onto his desk. "If you continue tormenting those boys, I'm going to make this video of you doing your best Firestarter impression go viral."

He went still before his body started to tremble, his face going red with his barely uncontrolled anger. "Who the hell do you think you are you, little bitch?"

"Someone with video proof that could make you the government's newest little experiment if you don't start acting like a human being." Her courage was a total bluff.

Coach Arnold grabbed the dvd and clasped his hand around it tightly, fire erupting, burning the dvd slowly. "I'm gonna roast your sorry ass." He stood and threw the flaming clump at her viciously, seeming to ignore the burn marks on his palm from where the fire had erupted around the dvd. Apparently he could control fire, but was vulnerable to its effects…good.

Chloe fought the dark magic bubbling in her. Instead, the blonde twirled out of the way, the remains of the dvd hitting the door behind her and melting against the metal. She turned around in time for his knuckles to collide with her jaw, sending her to the ground as the furious man stood over her. "You're such an idiot."

"What did you say?" he snarled.

"Attacking a student – a girl – in school?" She raised her gaze up at him, giving him a little smile despite the pain in her jaw. "You're seriously dumb."

He roared, small fires erupting all around them in his office as he made to kick her.

Chloe rolled out of the way and got to her feet, bringing her hand to her cheek. "So I guess negotiations are over?"

"ENOUGH!" he snarled, the door behind her catching on fire, blocking her way out.

"You know, when I imagined this, I didn't realize there'd be so much fire." She was rambling in nerves, hoping that she was just being a wise-ass, keeping that eternal smile on her face as her gaze remained on him. "How exactly are you planning on explaining this to Principle Kwan?"

"Accidents happen," he replied without much care before the walls all around them caught on fire from the ground, crawling up across the ceiling.

Chloe gulped, eyeing around her in growing worry. "One question before we go back to me quipping and you snarling: how exactly do you expect to get out of here yourself?"

He didn't answer, but his eyes widened, and when the ground around him began catching on fire, Chloe got the terrifying feeling that he mightn't be as in control of his pyrokinetic ability as they both assumed.

26th-Apr-2013 06:17 am (UTC)
Really loving the friendship between Chloe and Van.
WOW!!! She went to confront the coach.

*goes off to read the second part*
30th-Apr-2013 04:39 am (UTC)
It's fun to write, especially Van's assurance that she has a crush on him.
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