Super Beginnings

Chapter Sixty Two - Tensions rising

Whitney and I were in the Talon talking about the baby when Clark came in and talked with Lana.

"Okay change in topic." I declare "Clark as you know is crushing on Lana, right?"

"Right." he agreed

"But Chloe is crushing on Clark. Though he barely notices her, only now I think he does." I glance at him

"How did you come to that conclusion."

"Well I don't think. Pete told me he told Clark. Only now Clark is now privy to this knowledge. He torn between the one he's always wanted and the one he didn't expect."

"Why are we talking about your brother again?"

"Because there is only so much baby talk i can handle. Not that I don't want to talk about them but every time something happens with them it's another thing to process. Let me finish that bit and I will talk as much as you want. Besides decrypting the inner workings of my brother is soothing."

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Dad came into my room and told me that Principal Kwan was dead. that there had been an accident with his car. Clark was convinced that Justin was involved.

"You're insane! Just because your jealous at the fact finally someone is paying attention to her doesn't mean you have to paint him out as the villain." I shot at him as we argued in the loft

"It all adds up Mia."

"What adds up is that Pete yanked your head out of your ass and made you see the truth. Now your going back and forth, could you be anymore of a moron." I head downstairs and Clark follows "Just accept the fact that you missed your chance..again."

"Are you two okay?" Mom asked coming out to the truck

"He's an idiot what else is new." I climbed into the truck and sat in the middle. Clark and Mom climbed in and we drove to town to run some errands. We headed into the Talon.

"Clark, Chloe's on the phone, she sounds terrified." Lana told him and clark ran over to the phone

"Chloe....Chloe? Chloe?" he dropped the phone "Stay here." he ran out

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I ate my words, Clark was right. Justin had killed his doctor and principal Kwan in revenge for what had happened with the hit and run. His son had turned himself in that he was the one driving that night, six months ago. He almost killed Chloe if clark hadn't got there and i had apologised to my brother for a leat a little of what i had said. Now I was sat in the Talon, Lana looked sadly at Clark and Chloe who looked happy together.

"Did you know, you and my brother are super annoying?" I wonder sitting at the counter. Lana looked to me

"What?"

"You are. You date Whitney and with him you become...disconnected. You start hanging around with my brother who had a crush on you for the longest time. But because he's Clark he tries to keep it strictly friends, fails miserably pissing both Whitney and myself off. Then Whit breaks up with you leaving you free to eventually pursue a relationship. Except neither of you make a move, while Whitney and I start dating and he impregnates me. Then we have Chloe who had had a crush on Clark since they've known each other and he was as blind to that as you were to him in the beginning. Followed by he finally gets a clue and now he wants to be the good guy and lose neither of you. Leading to now, they're getting cosy and you look on in sadness. You're both irritating as hell." Lana looks down and the pie she was trying to cut.

"Do you ever have a filter."

"In most situations no. In others I'm like a vault. Where it comes to my brother, who else is gonna call him out on shit and get away with it? I just do it to you because pissing you off has a soothing effect. I just chose to be nice because you're no longer dating and jerking around my brother." I shrug having some tea.

"Mia." I turn and see Whitney. The tear stained face and the trying to hold it together stance gave away that something was wrong.

"What happened?" my hand immediately goes to take his.

"It's my Dad." he tried not to cry and i got it. I wrapped my around around him.

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A week later I stood by Whitney's side at his fathers funeral. One hand held his and the other carried an umbrella. Mrs Fordman threw a flower in and took comfort in her son. When the service came to an end. I guided Whitney away in, both of us remained in silence.