A/N: Look at that! A new story! This idea has been bouncing around my head for about a week now. I have a pretty good idea of where it's going. It's obviously an AU, although they have their powers. I've been working on typing it up all weekend but I stayed home from school today after getting only about four hours of sleep last night. I am way too stressed out. Plus, my mom hurt her back so that factored in with me staying home. I mean, she has to have someone carry the daycare kids around.

DISCLAIMER:

Luke: Scott! She started another one!

Scott: Luke! You were on duty this week!

Luke: I'm sorry!

Me: You know, Luke doesn't own me.

Scott: And you don't own Darkest Powers!

Me: I own A Sense of Belonging!

Luke: Hey, Scott has a weird crush on Bella.

Scott: Shelby has a weird crush on Derek…

Me: Shut up!

"Simon!" I yelled, jumping on his back.

"Oof!" he exclaimed, "A little heads up next time?"

I giggled, "Nope! Now, take me to English!"

He chuckled, "Chloe, you know you have two legs and a heartbeat, right?"

I leaned my head down so my mouth was by his ear, "Yeah, but you can cast a spell that makes me light as a feather."

"Touché!" Simon smiled.

A coughing laugh beside me made me turn my head. My baby blue eyes met a pair of emerald green ones and the coughing stopped. I shook my head quickly, snapping myself out of his gaze. My eyes took in his tall stature, his black hair that was in need of a haircut, his baggy sweatshirt, and his loose fitting jeans. He had a big bag slung over his shoulder that was bulging, though not a single paper stuck out.

"Um… H-hi."

"Oh, yeah," Simon muttered, "Chloe, this is Derek, my brother."

I hopped off his back, moving in front of him, "Your brother? Come on, Simon! I've known you and Tori for years and never have you mentioned a brother. I practically lived at your house last summer, and I remember for a fact that you and Tori were the only ones living there."

Derek smirked, "It's called adoption."

"Rude much?" I muttered under my breath.

Tori appeared beside me, "Sorry, we're still teaching him manners."

I chuckled, "Good one. Is he…?"

Tori grinned, "Hey, Wolf-Boy, what's your first class?"

I giggled, "Oh…!"

"See, Simon! She's not a total blonde!"

Simon shook his head, "It took her long enough."

I rolled my eyes, "Cut me some slack, Simon. I'm just starting out."

"Oh, come on! Let me have a little fun!"

"No!"

I got ready to walk into the classroom, then stopped, letting everyone ram into me while I stood my ground. Simon groaned in annoyance, and Derek growled in frustration. Tori had a huge grin on her face, knowing exactly why I stopped. Liz was standing in the doorway, laughing at their clumsiness.

"Does she always have to do that?" Simon whined, brushing himself off.

I shrugged, "It is Monday."

"Why can't she just do it on a Friday when I might actually laugh?"

"Because it's Liz," Tori giggled.

"Take your seats," the teacher called, attempting to hide her laughter, "Miss Saunders, must you always do that?"

I grinned, "It's the perfect way to start the week. Although, you'd think they would have figured it out by now."

"Mr. Bae, Miss Enright, take your seats," she looked to Derek, "You must me Mr. Souza."

"Yeah," he grumbled.

She sighed, "Please take a seat by Miss Saunders."

I raised my hand quietly, "Mrs. Malone?"

"Yes?"

"Since Rae moved, Tori and I were wondering if she could sit here."

"You mean your imaginary friend?" one of the boys yelled.

As my cheeks turned red, Mrs. Malone spoke up, "Ramon, enough! I'm sorry, Chloe, but for the project we're starting next week, I'd like Simon and Tori to stick together."

I nodded, "Okay."

Derek sat down on the seat beside me and scribbled something on a sheet of paper. Necromancer. I glanced up at him quickly, only to find him gazing down at me. My cheeks burned and I looked back to the teacher.

"I could just have imaginary friends," I whispered, knowing he could hear me.

Derek started to laugh again, but quickly covered it up with a cough. He assured Mrs. Malone that he was okay and she continued with class. Tori and Simon looked over at me, giving us questioning looks. I shook my head, mouthing the word 'later' before turning my head back to the front of the room.

~DP~

"So, what did you say that made Derek crack up?" Simon asked as I sat down under the tree where we always ate lunch.

"I could just have imaginary friends," Derek answered, sitting in front of him.

Simon laughed, "That's a good one."

"It is," Tori agreed, "But I'm trying to figure out how Chloe came up with it."

"What's that supposed to mean?"

"I don't know…"

"Tori!"

"Chloe!"

"Please don't yell," Derek growled.

"He said please," Simon gasped.

I rolled my eyes and looked at Derek, "Welcome to the group of outcasts of Buffalo High."

~DP~

"Alright, Chloe," Kit murmured, "Just imagine pulling it out of its body."

I nodded and took a deep breath, keeping me eyes closed. I imagined pulling the squirrel free of its body, and as payment for practicing on it, I sent it to a field full of acorns and other happy squirrels. Slow claps filled my ears and I opened my eyes wide, a smile filling my face. Kit grinned back and I launched myself into his arms, squealing in excitement.

"Congratulations, my dear!" Kit beamed, setting back on my feet, "You did it!"

"Dad!" Simon called, "Phone!"

Kit sighed, and waved for me to follow, "I'll assume you're staying for dinner?"

I nodded, "Dad left for… Amsterdam-I think- this morning."

"You're always welcome to stay here, Chloe."

"I know, and I also know you have the room. I'm just afraid of what Simon will do to me while I'm asleep."

Kit chuckled, "I understand that, and I can't say I blame you."

Simon giggled creepily, looking up from his homework, "I have so many tricks up my sleeve, that you would be shocked."

"No, we wouldn't," Tori muttered.

"I might be a little creeped out by them, but I wouldn't be shocked," I chuckled, pulling a can of pop out of the fridge.

Derek jogged into the kitchen, "I'm going for a run, Dad. Oh, I didn't know you were here, Chloe."

"H-Hey," I stuttered, resorting to my old ways as my eyes fixated themselves on the muscles of his bare arms.

"Dinner's in an hour," Kit told him, covering the mouthpiece of the phone.

"I'll be back."

Tori smacked my arm, "Stop it!"

"Stop what?" I asked innocently.

She grinned, "I know."

"Why didn't you tell me?"

She shrugged, "Off limits."

Simon glanced between us, "What the hell?"

"It's girl-speak," I smiled, "You wouldn't understand."

"Yeah," Kit sighed, turning our attention towards him, "Four teenagers, two guys and two girls… I guess I'll see you next week… Yeah, bye."

"Dad…?" Simon questioned, worry reflected in his eyes.

"What's going on?" Tori whispered.

"Please don't tell me you're leaving again!" I cried.

Kit sighed, "What do you guys want for dinner? I was thinking meatloaf sounded good, and of course some French fries."

"Yeah, that's fine," Simon answered, "Dad, who was that?"

"Chloe, would you be a dear and grab the hamburger out of the fridge?"

"Dad!" Tori cried.

"I'll explain while I work on dinner. Chloe, will you please get the burger."

I nodded, moving to the fridge, "Kit?"

"Yes, Chloe?"

"You guys are leaving, aren't you?"

"Yeah, we are."

I placed the burger beside him, "I have to stay here again, don't I?"

"No."

Tori dropped the pan she held in her hand, "What?"

"We're leaving within the week actually. I'm thinking Friday after school."

"Chloe's coming with us?"

Kit nodded, "One of my contacts confirmed that she was one of the experiments. The EG wants her, and we can't let them get her."

Simon groaned, "And that squirrel out there is only more proof."

Kit nodded, "Yes."

"But what about my dad?"

Kit picked up the phone, "How about you guys finish with dinner, and I'll call him?"

I nodded, "Okay."

~DP~

Kit stepped out onto the patio where I was sitting, "Chloe, your dad wants to talk to you."

I nodded and took the phone as he disappeared inside, "Dad?"

"Kit told me you're in trouble."

I swallowed hard, "Yeah."

"Do you want to go with them?"

"I think it would be safer. You're always gone on business trips and after they leave there will be nowhere to go."

"That's what Kit pointed out."

"Dad, you know you can trust Kit."

"It's not that I don't trust him, Chloe. This whole story doesn't add up."

"It's the truth."

"People want to kill you because you saw the wrong thing?"

"Is that what Kit told you?"

"Are you saying it's not true?"

"No, I just wasn't sure what all he was going to tell you."

"You mean there's more?"

"No, I mean yes. I mean… There's just a lot of other detail. None of it is important, so I'm not surprised he only told you the basics."

"When are you leaving?"

"Kit didn't tell you?"

"He just said I needed to call the school and tell them that this is your last week of school."

I sighed, "We're leaving as soon as school's out on Friday."

"I won't get to see you before you leave?"

I wiped at the tears spilling onto my cheeks, "Kit wanted us to leave as soon as possible."

"I guess this is goodbye for now."

"Goodbye, Dad. I love you."

"I love you, too. Oh, and Chloe?"

"Yeah?"

"Kit said you'd be going to the house to pack your things. I want you to go to my room and take your mother's jewelry box and the box beside it off the table."

"Okay."

"I'm going to keep depositing money into your account. Kit knows this."

"Okay."

"Goodbye, Chloe."

"Bye, Dad," I choked out before the line went dead.

As I placed the phone on the table beside me, Derek walked onto the patio, "Hey."

"How much di

As I placed the phone on the table beside me, Derek walked onto the patio, "Hey."

"How much did you hear?"

He sat down in the chair next to me, "Enough to know that we're leaving, you're coming with us, and you don't get to see your dad before we leave."

"So, all of it?"

He smirked, "Pretty much, although I didn't mean to. My hearing doesn't know about privacy."

The corners of my mouth tilted into a little smile, "Apparently not."

"Are you going to be okay?"

"Why do you care?"

He shrugged, "You're family now."

"Derek?"

"What?"

"When did Kit adopt you?"

"When I was five."

"Then why am I just now meeting you? I've known these guys since middle school."

"I was away at boarding school."

"Why'd you leave?"

"I left for the same reason you are."

"The EG found you?"

"No, my powers got out of hand."

"How so?"

He got to his feet, "Maybe another day. We need to go eat so you can go get your stuff packed."

A/N: What do you think? I actually have one of the later chapters already written. It's kind of sad, I have writers block on all of my other stories, but not any of my FanFic's. Oh, did you know that golf balls can miraculously disappear? They can! My sister's boyfriend and his friend were just randomly hitting golf balls in the field behind our camper and we went from having close to thirty to about ten… My mom has to go buy more, but she doesn't care since it's entertaining.

I don't know how much I'll be able to write for the next week. My fifteenth birthday is on Sunday and my best friend is helping me plan a party for the following Friday. She's going crazy with it! Right now, my mom's talking to my godbrother on the phone. I HAVEN'T SEEN HIM IN THREE YEARS! He's in the Air Force and has been stationed in Alaska. I should see him soon, though. YAY!