"Those Eyes"
TV Show: SMALLVILLE
Author'z Note: None of the characterz are mine except Aisha. Everyone else belongs to sum...Canadian guy actually....
he wuz the one who came up wyth the whole concept of Superman...so on so forth. This is like a very REALISTIC version
of the show....so basically...yea! Some swearing here n there. I jux give'em a dark side. Nuttin big...so unless u'r married
to Jesus, u won't mind.
...hmm...that doeznt soud too fair, huh? Too bad! I got it from CRUEL INTENTIONS (sumthin i PREFER U to watch cuz it iz
jux amazing, i TELL ya!!)
ENJOY!!!!!
I LUV THIS SHOW!
CANADA ROX!!!
THOSE EYES, Ch.1
"Save Me" by Remo Zero playz...
AISHA
I gazed out at the empty grass fields. They seem to be endless...a farm here and there...actually, there
was only one. Looked alive and prosperous. I shifted my eyes to the front of the bus. The movie BEETHOVEN 2nd played
endlessly. I swore to myself. I still could not believe that my parents had sent me here for the spring break...
someplace no one has ever heard of. SMALLVILE...what the hell is that? I couldn't even find it on the map. I tugged
on my discman, shut it off, and closed my opened novel resting on my thigh.
The bus pulled up to a station. It looked pretty deserted as the bus I sat on. There were only old people
on...no one hot or at least bit interesting to talk to.
I got off of my ass, and it hurt to stretch. I walked down the aisle, and off the bus. The driver opened
up a big compartment on the side, and told me to point out my bags. With all my bags on my shoulders, I started to
walk into the station's station (that'z not a mistake!). I looked around. There were a few ticket booths that
were empty. A person called at me, and I looked around to see my uncle. I smiled. He was frantically waving from
the other side of the railing. I started to walk to him.
Once in the car, I started to complain to him about my bus ride. He laughed at everything he heard, and told
me that he would try to get me on an airplane for the ride back. He was pretty funny, and made me relax a little,
but as I saw the streets of the town, it looked pretty...boring. Well, somewhat. It looked busy. And it made me regret
my decision for the hundreth time.
When we got home, I unpacked immediately in the room they had cleaned out for me. It wasn't that bad at all after
a little while. It was a real nice space, with a lot of natural lighting from the big windows. I jumped in for a nice long
cleansing shower. After slipping into something more comfortable like my capris, and a "WHODUNNIT?" tee, I went downstairs
for dinner.
It was six and still day out, when we finished and cleaned up. I wanted to so badly go for a walk. I grabbed my 13-year-old
cousin and walked out.
"It's a really nice and peaceful town...well, most of the time." Meha said, as we got off her street.
"What do you mean 'sometimes'? Does stuff happen here?"
"Oh yea. When stuff happens, it REALLY happens. A lot of wild stuff has gone through our 'ville'. Just last week,
some three guys got jailed because they were found to be responsible for the 'invisible robbings' that took place for a
long time in this town. Nobody knows how on earth they got in and out so easily, and had about a millions worth of stuff in
a warehouse they had on the outskirts of the town. It's really freaky."
"No, that's soo cool. I mean, sure, I live in a city, and it has its advantages, but if stuff like what you said
happened, I'd never leave to part from the excitment!"
"Yea, you think 'bout it like that, or you can just think of it like this: small town, small population, everyone knows
everyone else, and anythin' goin' down will fire the whole town up."
I thought about it awhile. I had read the population board for Smallville, and it had been a mere 3000 people.
"So, take me to all the best venues and stuff in town."
Soon, Meha and I were in downtown. There were really adorable shops all the way up the street. Everything seemed to
be pretty convinient. We stepped into a cute-looking cafe. We ordered french vanillas and sat down. "So, any guys you like or
something?"
Meha soon blushed. "There are a lot of cute guys in high-school, but some of'em are just too...distant to get. I dunno.
It's weird. I did go out with this guy Seth last week. He was really fun and all, but I dunno. I think it's still way to early
for me to date. I'm just freaked about sitting next to a guy, huh?"
A pretty black-haired, and green-eyed waitress brought us our orders. "Thanks, Lana. Hey, I want you to meet my cousin
from Canada, Aisha."
"Hey. From Canada, huh? That's pretty far...had a good ride here?"
"Oh, I wish! It was too long, and I seriously did not use the washroom on that old thing the whole ride. Too
afraid!" I said.
Lana let out a laugh. "Well, how long are you staying here?"
"Only for spring break. Isn't it the best place?"
"Oh yea. Good choice. Well, we try to be fun as much as possible. But, I'll think you'll enjoy it."
"Yea, thanks." I said, as she walked away. "She seems nice!"
"She is. I've known her for awhile, and she actually went through a lot of change this year. She seems so much
better than the person she was. She was on the cheerleading squad- a captain! And she quit! And a whole lot of other
stuff. I think she's trying to find out who she is and stuff. Her boyfriend is pretty hot."
"Oh, you're BAD! Never ever, check out a friend's beau, 'cause that just bites real hard in the ass!" I said. Meha
chuckled and we continued to talk about stuff over coffee.
CLARK
Chloe went on and on about how she was planning to go back to Lex for an interview. I agreed to be there again,
and remembered last week's dilemma, with her falling. I shivered at the sight of her on the ground, and her arm twisted in
the wrong position.
"Oh, I am goin' to hit you!" Chloe said, breaking into my thoughts. "YOu're thinkin' of what happened last week!
For the last time, it's NOT your fault! God, what do you have to do to get people listen to you!"
"I'm sorr-oops. Nothing. I was just thinkin'-"
"About how I fell? So what? It was for the better. Everything happens for a reason. Now, come'on. I want COFFEE!"
I chuckled as she hauled me into the cafe. I stumbled in and the first person I saw was Lana. She looked so beautiful.
Her hair was swept up in a light ponytail. She wore simple khakhi jeans, a black shirt, and the cafe apron. She looked up and saw
me. She smiled.
"Earth to Clark!" Chloe again disrupted my thoughts, and I smiled back at Lana. She seemed to chuckle at something.
"I'll have a small cappuccino," I said, sitting down on the nearest chair. Lana quickly jotted it down on her pad.
"I'll have one-venti-cappuccino-half-skim-half-whole-milk-extra-foam-but-hold-the-cinnamon-please!" Chloe magnificently
said it in one breath. Lana smiled again, and left.
"I'm amazed you can say that as fast as you can."
"I know. I am pretty amazing." Chloe said, taking out a book and placing it on the table. I gazed around the shop.
People from school were there. No one important. Then, my eyes dropped on a girl sitting not far from me. She
was talking to...Meha. The new freshman at school.
That girl. She looked fimiliar. She laughed. I got hit with a "deja-vue". I wrinkled my forehead, turned back to Chloe,
and tried to listen to the girl and Meha only. It worked like a charm. "...I'm serious! He was just...so weird! Hehehe!
I had to leave. He-ugh!...so, what was the last movie you saw...yea, I saw Queen of the Damned...it was pretty interesting...
thin plot, greatly-made movie though!"
"CLARK!"
I looked up, and Lana was standing there with my drink in her hands. "You look like you are lost in your own world
again." She laughed.
I smiled, and accepted the drink. "Sorry, I'm just thinkin' 'bout some things."
"Yea, if you know Clark, you know he's a THINKER!" Chloe joked. I rolled my eyes at her. I looked back at the girl's
table and she caught my eye. Something in her eyes shimmered. Her full lips just curved a little at the corners, so it
looked somewhat like a smile.
"Here's the money, Lana." I looked up to see Meha giving money to Lana. "Hey Meha, who's that girl you're with?"
"Oh, that's my cousin." Meha answered. "She's from Canada. What part is she from again?" Lana asked.
"Um...she's from Toronto, Ontario."
"Yea? Thanks. I've never seen her before" I said.
"She's here for the break. Do you want me to introduce her to you?" Meha asked. I nodded casually. I really wanted
to know who this girl was. Meha walked over to her, and brought her over.
"Hey, my name is Aisha." She looked at Chloe when she said it, holding out her hand for a shake. When her eyes slowly shifted
over to me, my head experienced some chaotic images. "Hi," she held out her hand to me. I slowly shook it. As we touched,
images of planets and stars hit my eyes.
"So, you're Clark Kent. I think I saw your farm on the way here on the wretched bus ride." All the girls laughed.
I smiled. For a moment, something seemed to choke me. I shot up from my seat, and the seat fell down. My head got so dizzy...
it throbbed...someone was yelling...stop it!
Light hit my eyes. I felt like I was moving. A headache sneaked up to my forehead. I opened my eyes to see Aisha...she was
all the way up there. I realized my head was resting on her lap. I let out a groan. She shot a look down to me. Her warm hands
were on my cheeks. "He's coming around, you guys."
I moved my neck to see that I was in a car...lying in the backseat. Chloe was staring at me from the front seat with Meha. Lana
was driving. "Should we still take him to the hospital?" I heard Lana say.
"NO!" I shot up, and a wave of aches shot themselves at me. Aisha's hands were on my shoulders. "Yea, actually, forget it,
Lana. I think he'll be okay" she said.
"Are you sure?" Lana said, looking back. Aisha nodded. Lana brought the car to a halt. Soon, everyone's eyes were on me.
Waiting for an explanation, I realized. "Umm...I think I just had a bad...headache attack or something," I rubbed my forehead.
"Here, lie down again," Aisha said. This time, she placed her fingers on my forehead, and started to move them slowly and
carefully. She closed her eyes, and then, a sudden urge to do the same hit me too. Soon, I could hear my heart beat. They were
beating to the same rhythm Aisha moved her hands to. Comfort swallowed me whole.
"Oh my God! He's smiling! What on earth are you doing, Aisha?" I heard Chloe say in a distance. "I'm massaging his head
for him. I know this technique where you move your fingers to the person's heartbeat, and it makes them relax."
"Wow...please teach me how to do that, will you?" Lana said. "Sure" Aisha whispered.
My eyes shot open. Everyone smiled at me with their mouths halfway to the ground. I smiled back at them. I looked up at
Aisha, and she was wrinkling her forehead. She seemed to be in pain. Her eyes slowly opened, and she smiled at me. I realized
how pretty she was. Her dark brown eyes had a hazel shimmer to them. She had full and curvy lips. Her long black hair fell
down her back. "He's okay for sure. Let's drop this boy off, shall we?" she said, happily.
AISHA
He continued to stare at me for awhile. Probably shocked at what I did. Lana was praising me all the way to the farm.
I agreed to teach her, but thought of WHAT to teach this normal girl. What I did had nothing to do with massaging or heartbeats.
It was my power to heal. My heart raced as Clark lifted his head from my lap. There was something about him. His powers. I
knew it. It was him. It was HIM!
"Thanks, Aisha" he said. I smiled at him, and sighed loudly. He kept rubbing the back of his head. I wanted to tell
him. Tell him who I was. I realized that he didn't have a clue about me...or maybe knew that I was different. Oh well, I thought.
I should be 100% sure that he is THE boy.
"Clark, that was some headache!" Chloe exclaimed. "Do you think you had a migraine or something?"
"Yea, I suppose. It's hard to tell. I just collapsed. My head really killed for a while back there. Thanks again," he
said, looking at me. I smiled again. He HAD to be the guy, I thought. There was something that bothered me about him. His
headache was because of me, for sure. Probably had flashes or something. I saw somewhat of images from his pain.
We pulled up to his farm house. Clark opened the door, and helped me out. When our hands touched, I got dizzy.
Fighting to stay on my feet, I moved a bit far from him to avoid touch.
"Well, do you need any help goin' in or anything? You should drink some warm milk, take an aspirin, and go to sleep. It's
Sunday, and you should really chill," Lana instructed. Clark smiled at her, and thanked her. My heart came to a halt. He
had a thing for her! I was shocked. Suddenly, I lost myself in thoughts. Meha's voice brought me back, "I think we should
head back. Mom and Dad are probably worried to death."
I nodded. "I can give you guys a lift home. Too bad I'm goin' to have to make up for my shift later tonight.
Better delay meeting with my guy," Lana said. I quickly hopped in the backseat with Meha. Chloe hugged Clark, and he thanked
Lana again. I tried not to look at him, but I knew he was staring at me. I painfully looked up.
"Thanks, Aisha. I don't know what would've happened without you," he said. "Well...it's not a problem. You should
really relax like Lana said. 'Kay?" I said. He nodded and blushed like a little boy. He was such delicious eye candy. My heart
started to race again. Lana pulled the car out to the highway, and we were on our way back. I closed my eyes, and
rested my head on the headrest.
CLARK
"It was really weird. It was like she almost healed me, y'know?" I explained to my parents. "So, she gave you
flashes when you touched?" my dad said. I nodded. "Painful ones. Images with planets and stars, and some weird-coloured
galaxy. That sounds so dumb, huh?"
My mom scoffed. "Well, I think you should stay away from her...maybe. Or you could befriend her, and find out
for yourself."
I thought about it. I could hang out with her for awhile, and see if I feel something from her. "Did it feel worse
than the meteor rocks?" my dad asked. The METEOR rocks! But, they made me feel worse than this. She gave me painful images.
I shook my head. "I get sick with the rocks, with her...I just got a few too many headaches and flashes."
"Well," my dad placed his hand on my shoulder, "Glad you're alright. Be-"
"Careful! I know," I interrupted, and smiled. I got up and gave my mom a kiss on the cheek and left for my room.
I plopped down on my bed. I examined my hands. They looked fine, so it was definately not the meteor rocks. She was
different, I knew it in my gut. There was something special and un-earthy about her. I closed my eyes, and sleep
empowered me three minutes later.
The sun's light burned my eyelids. I opened them. It was morning. I had been sleeping for so long. I sat up.
I was wearing my pajamas. Parents probably changed me again. I went into the kitchen after brushing my teeth.
"G'morning!"
"Morning honey, how's your head?" my mom asked. "It's better, oh, and thanks for changing my clothes."
"Well, we officially can't do it anymore," I looked at her. She just pointed me to the couch in the living room.
I walked over to find my dad lying on his back and sleeping soundly. I mouthed to my mom, "What happened?"
"While changing your shirt, he pulled a back muscle bad. I'm taking him to the hospital later today. I need a
big favour from you; please, take over the farm for a day or so?"
I groaned, pulling the milk out of the fridge. "Fine, but I'm in charge only for the days. At nights, I wanna head
out," my mom got up and hugged me. I sat down and started to eat breakfast.
AISHA
Placing the bowl in the sink, I looked outside. It was such a pretty day. I wanted to go for a run. This time, I
went alone and told my aunt where I was going. Heading to my room, I changed into knee-length sport shorts, and a pulled a
hoddie t-shirt over my head. Tied my hair into one long braid, I headed out.
It was perfect. The sun shined on my face, and I smiled as I ran. I had no use for running. It would just make me
a bit more faster, but my speed was already incomprehensible. I laughed out aloud. I was in perfect shape. My powers
gave me that advantage too. Suddenly, my mind brought back Clark Kent. I needed to see him. It had to be HIM. I needed
to know, so I could be at peace, that the other one survived.
It came back to me like a movie. I remembered how my REAL parents had put me in that pod. I remember seeing that little
brown-haired boy a few pods away from me. I remember staring at him with teary eyes. He looked scared too. Then my parents
kissed me on my forehead, and touched my lips. I remember them saying something, but not listening to what it was. Then, the
pod's headcase closed on me, and that was the last time I ever saw them. I remembered sitting there for a few moments,
waiting for something to happen, and nothing did. I tried to open the head case, and the explosion happened. It rocked the
pod violently. My body was thrown to the other side, and it ache badly. Then, the feeling of scraping metal hit me. It
came from right under me. Then, I knew that I was blasted away in that pod. I had fallen asleep after, because of the sudden
darkness and coldness.
I opened my eyes. Grassy fields surrounded me. Where was I? Movement caught my eye. A car was coming down the
highway. I stepped in front of it, so it would stop. I saw a lady was driving, and a man was in the passenger seat looking
at me weirdly. The woman stopped her car a few feets away. I walked up to her window as she pulled it down.
"Hi, sorry to stop you like this. I kinda got...lost. Where am I?" I asked.
"Oh my. What were you doing? Running blind?"
"Umm...something like that."
"WEll, you're on Smallville Highway. I suggest going in the direction we are, if you wanna head back into town."
"Oh, great. Thanks. Um..do you know how far the KENT Farm is?"
The red-head woman and dirty-blonde man smiled at me. "We are the Kents. It's just down this highway, it'll come in
about ten minutes. Are you a friend of Clark?" the woman said.
"Sorta. I just met him yesterday," I replied. The couple shared a weird look. "Well, you go right ahead then. He
won't be in the house. You'll find him in the barn or outside on the fields."
The woman went on . I looked at them to make sure they weren't looking. Then, I smiled to myself, and used my
power of speed to get to the Farm in less than four seconds.
CLARK
I pulled the load into place. It must have weighed around 500 pounds. I smiled at my ability. Sometimes, it was
just the best thing in the world, at other times, it hurt. A scruffle from the entrance of the barn interrupted me. I looked,
there was nothing there. Maybe the floor boards or something.
"Hi!" I just let go of the rope, and it started to fall. I lifted my head to see it was right above me. For some
reason, I stood there. I couldn't move. It was shock or something. Then, someone pushed me. I couldn't tell who it was but
it was a girl. Sunddenly, it was like slow motion again, and felt my body hit the ground hard. And the girl fell right on top
of me. Then, I saw the load fall hard on the ground ten feet away in normal motion.
"Are you okay?" It was Aisha. It was that girl. I realized I didn't get any flashes or headaches or anything. She
was there. On top of me. I found myself blushing, and she started to blush too. She stood up and reached her hand out to me.
I grabbed it and stood up too. I was appalled. There was someone like me. She had these powers too.
"How-I mean-wha-oh my God!" I exploded. "WHO are YOU? I mean, WHAT did you JUST do? You-YOU have powers..."
"Yea, like you. I thought you would react faster than that, Clark. Shame on you. That thing could've done some real
damage...though, it would've gone away after a little while" she said calmly. I stared open-mouth at her. I just couldn't
believe it. "I-I thought I was the only one," I said after a few seconds of silence.
"Yea. I'm not surprised you don't remember me. I was right there...with you...well, a few flight pods away. Both
our parents were putting us in the pods. I remember you and I shared a few looks of fright. You were so scared...and I was crying."
I still couldn't believe what she was saying. "Hold on, let's go sit somewhere and talk about this."
In the kitchen, I poured her a glass of water and sat down across from her. I stared at her while she drank the
water in three slow gulps. Her braid was a little tousled up. She looked so pretty. Her eyes sparkled as she looked at the
ground. She saw me staring, and I suddenly looked away.
Then, the long story began. She told me how we belonged to a different planet like Earth, in a different galaxy. The only
differences were that we moved faster and were stronger. Here, because of the slow speed, we can take advantage of miliseconds and so on.
Then, she told me about how our planet became unstable, and how pollution was killing people. And how our planet was to
abolish permenantly. Only a few were allowed to escape. A few who had government access and such. I asked her if we
had permission, and she shook her head. She started to tell me how we both lived in neighbouring dwellings. How our parents
were best friends, and worked together. I asked her how she remembered this, and she told me she had dreams after landing here.
"At thirteen, I suddenly became very interested in who I was and where I came from. My sudden need to know, brought
me to research meteor attacks and showers on the Earth. I tried to find out if more were here like me. Mostly, I was trying to find you.
I knew there had been a meteor shower at some small American town. I never knew it was this one. All this determination
left me sleepless. And, when I gave up because I couldn't find anyone, I had a series of dreams about our...other life."
"Wow...I never came to think that there might be others like me out there...in this world..."
"Oh they are. More than both of us. Remember, a few people had access. I think they are here somewhere...and that
there also searching for us. I can only hope so...do you?"
I couldn't say it. I wanted to but it seemed weird. "I guess," I answered uneasily. "Listen, I know this is coming
as a shock to you and all...but, I can come back and y'know...let you swallow the first part."
I shook my head. "I need to know everything. Tell me everything, please?" She smiled. "I'll tell you anything you
want to know. So, anyhoo...our fathers decided to pull off a scam to escape. The plan was for both families to escape, but
later on it just couldn't happen. I know it sounds bad, but I guess,
it kinda justifies. Somehow...so, anyways, our parents couldn't leave the neighborhood, because they were locked in. No
people were allowed to leave without government access. They didn't want the officials disturbed leaving the planet.
So, our families sneaked out, actually, broke out of the fences and military was on them. In freak, when we finally reached the
podport, we got locked in, and they decided to bomb the place with us inside. In freak, our parents did the next best thing-they
flew us away. I remember an explosion when we were in the air and I realized it later that it was our planet exploding. Unbelievable, huh?"
We talked for atleast half an hour more, before my parents walked throught the door. I helped my dad to the couch. Then,
I introduced them to Aisha, and how she was like me.
"So...you're like Clark. You share the same powers and all that?" my dad asked. My mom just looked at her dumbfounded.
Aisha just camly explained to them what she told me. We shared the same basic powers of healing ourselves, but she had practised
to heal others, speed, powerful vision, and strength.
"Wow...I'm still amazed at what you told us about the planet and pods...and pollution and so on..." my mom trailed off.
"Um...I'd really like to stay but I need to go because my uncle and aunt are probably worried sick to death 'bout where I am. Do you mind
if I use your phone?" Aisha asked. I pointed her to the cordless in the kitchen and she disappeared.
My parents looked back at me and smiled. "What?" I said. "She's like you. She is from your past...what do you think of her?
I mean, I know you said that she saved you and all that...so?" my dad asked finally.
"I-I think...I umm...I don't know. When she healed me, she felt my pain. I remember looking at her, and she wrinkled her
forhead in bad pain, but smiled it off. I think I have some feelings for her...I dunno. Maybe, because she's from my past, I feel a
connection to her...what do you guys think?"
"Well," my mom started. "Isn't she here only for a week? I think you should reconnect with her, Clark. It could do you some
good, y'know, about your curiosities. Maybe she has the answers to the questions you've been asking yourself."
"Well, I'm off. And grounded, I think. My aunt was pretty ticked. Um...Clark, can I talk to you privately for a second?
And, nice meeting you, Mr. and Mrs. Kent," Aisha said, coming back in the room.
I walked her to the fence. She had her hands in the back-pockets of her long shorts. "Um...I forgot to mention, that I have
better listening than you. I can hear a mile away, and well, basically anything," she smiled. I felt my cheeks turn hotter than being in front
of Lana, as Aisha winked and sped off. I stood there, blushing like crazy, and my heart racing crazily above 200 beats per minute.
AISHA
I sped till I reached the door of my house. I had been "running" for more than two hours. I decided to make up to my aunt by
staying put for the rest of the day and helping her out. And then, sneak out at night or something.
I sighed loudly as I walked up the stairs. The "make up" to my aunt was more than I thought, not that it was a big deal
for me, it was that I had to do it so slowly, because everyone was around. It was nine. I told my aunt I was going to sleep,
and that I didn't like visitors at any time of the night. I quickly changed, slipping on a sparkly, tight, black tank top, and
low-rise dress pants with a little cuff at the bottom.
My head shot up as I heard a creak from my door. It was Meha and Misha. They stared at me big-eyed, and then quickly moved
in and shut the door. "So, you're sneaking out, huh?" Misha asked, smiling diviously.
I smiled back at her, letting my hair down. "Yea, wanna come and show me some club or theater or something? It'll be my
treat."
Misha giggled. "Oh, couldn't be a better night. For the break, they're re-opening a rave club on the outskirts of town,
but people have to find it. It is this cool club-hunt thing. The club is called Dance Utopia. They're doin' it tonight and again
on Friday night. There are gunna be different locations to make it fun. Wanna check it out?"
Putting on an application of my fave lipstick, I nodded. Both of them giggled, and we planned that I would leave first,
then fifteen minutes later, Misha would sneak out, and then Meha after another fifteen to make sure nothing goes wrong. They left my room
giggling to themselves and happy. The feeling of adventure crept over me. I wanted to enjoy the break before going back to
my personal hell on Saturday night. I slipped on my strappy heels, and checked the mirror again. I looked good...not whor-ish or
too slutty-like. Just perfect. I loved me. It was really fun to be me sometimes.
Clark's picture popped into my head for some reason. I thought about what he had said before, "I think I have some
feelings for her...I THINK!" I felt myself to blush. It felt good to like and be-liked in so long.
I decided to clear my mind, and concentrate on the voices outside my voices, trying to find my uncle and aunt's. "This
is gunna be so good...We have reports of another bombing that...I think they're all tired...But, it's MONDAY! Oh well...that
gives us some time..."
I opened my eyes. That was all I wanted to hear. I walked over to my window. The ground didn't seem so far down.
Meha and Misha would be climbing down their tree house two windows away. I suddenly realized that I had to make a pretend-me-
sleeping. I grabbed two extra pillows and stuffed them under the blanket and made it messy like I knew I was.
About an hour later, we walked into the cafe where Lana worked. It was beyond crowded. The twins and I held hands and
pushed our ways through, making ourselves sound rude as possible till we got to the counter. Rock music blasted from the
cafe's stereos. I saw Lana serving drinks to the people on the other side of the counter. "Hey!" I shouted over the music.
She looked up and smiled weakly. I looked around. A lot of young people filled the cafe head to toe. I glanced at my
watch. Only fifteen minutes to go before the "person" got here to announce the clue. And Clark was no where in site.
TV Show: SMALLVILLE
Author'z Note: None of the characterz are mine except Aisha. Everyone else belongs to sum...Canadian guy actually....
he wuz the one who came up wyth the whole concept of Superman...so on so forth. This is like a very REALISTIC version
of the show....so basically...yea! Some swearing here n there. I jux give'em a dark side. Nuttin big...so unless u'r married
to Jesus, u won't mind.
...hmm...that doeznt soud too fair, huh? Too bad! I got it from CRUEL INTENTIONS (sumthin i PREFER U to watch cuz it iz
jux amazing, i TELL ya!!)
ENJOY!!!!!
I LUV THIS SHOW!
CANADA ROX!!!
THOSE EYES, Ch.1
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AISHA
I gazed out at the empty grass fields. They seem to be endless...a farm here and there...actually, there
was only one. Looked alive and prosperous. I shifted my eyes to the front of the bus. The movie BEETHOVEN 2nd played
endlessly. I swore to myself. I still could not believe that my parents had sent me here for the spring break...
someplace no one has ever heard of. SMALLVILE...what the hell is that? I couldn't even find it on the map. I tugged
on my discman, shut it off, and closed my opened novel resting on my thigh.
The bus pulled up to a station. It looked pretty deserted as the bus I sat on. There were only old people
on...no one hot or at least bit interesting to talk to.
I got off of my ass, and it hurt to stretch. I walked down the aisle, and off the bus. The driver opened
up a big compartment on the side, and told me to point out my bags. With all my bags on my shoulders, I started to
walk into the station's station (that'z not a mistake!). I looked around. There were a few ticket booths that
were empty. A person called at me, and I looked around to see my uncle. I smiled. He was frantically waving from
the other side of the railing. I started to walk to him.
Once in the car, I started to complain to him about my bus ride. He laughed at everything he heard, and told
me that he would try to get me on an airplane for the ride back. He was pretty funny, and made me relax a little,
but as I saw the streets of the town, it looked pretty...boring. Well, somewhat. It looked busy. And it made me regret
my decision for the hundreth time.
When we got home, I unpacked immediately in the room they had cleaned out for me. It wasn't that bad at all after
a little while. It was a real nice space, with a lot of natural lighting from the big windows. I jumped in for a nice long
cleansing shower. After slipping into something more comfortable like my capris, and a "WHODUNNIT?" tee, I went downstairs
for dinner.
It was six and still day out, when we finished and cleaned up. I wanted to so badly go for a walk. I grabbed my 13-year-old
cousin and walked out.
"It's a really nice and peaceful town...well, most of the time." Meha said, as we got off her street.
"What do you mean 'sometimes'? Does stuff happen here?"
"Oh yea. When stuff happens, it REALLY happens. A lot of wild stuff has gone through our 'ville'. Just last week,
some three guys got jailed because they were found to be responsible for the 'invisible robbings' that took place for a
long time in this town. Nobody knows how on earth they got in and out so easily, and had about a millions worth of stuff in
a warehouse they had on the outskirts of the town. It's really freaky."
"No, that's soo cool. I mean, sure, I live in a city, and it has its advantages, but if stuff like what you said
happened, I'd never leave to part from the excitment!"
"Yea, you think 'bout it like that, or you can just think of it like this: small town, small population, everyone knows
everyone else, and anythin' goin' down will fire the whole town up."
I thought about it awhile. I had read the population board for Smallville, and it had been a mere 3000 people.
"So, take me to all the best venues and stuff in town."
Soon, Meha and I were in downtown. There were really adorable shops all the way up the street. Everything seemed to
be pretty convinient. We stepped into a cute-looking cafe. We ordered french vanillas and sat down. "So, any guys you like or
something?"
Meha soon blushed. "There are a lot of cute guys in high-school, but some of'em are just too...distant to get. I dunno.
It's weird. I did go out with this guy Seth last week. He was really fun and all, but I dunno. I think it's still way to early
for me to date. I'm just freaked about sitting next to a guy, huh?"
A pretty black-haired, and green-eyed waitress brought us our orders. "Thanks, Lana. Hey, I want you to meet my cousin
from Canada, Aisha."
"Hey. From Canada, huh? That's pretty far...had a good ride here?"
"Oh, I wish! It was too long, and I seriously did not use the washroom on that old thing the whole ride. Too
afraid!" I said.
Lana let out a laugh. "Well, how long are you staying here?"
"Only for spring break. Isn't it the best place?"
"Oh yea. Good choice. Well, we try to be fun as much as possible. But, I'll think you'll enjoy it."
"Yea, thanks." I said, as she walked away. "She seems nice!"
"She is. I've known her for awhile, and she actually went through a lot of change this year. She seems so much
better than the person she was. She was on the cheerleading squad- a captain! And she quit! And a whole lot of other
stuff. I think she's trying to find out who she is and stuff. Her boyfriend is pretty hot."
"Oh, you're BAD! Never ever, check out a friend's beau, 'cause that just bites real hard in the ass!" I said. Meha
chuckled and we continued to talk about stuff over coffee.
CLARK
Chloe went on and on about how she was planning to go back to Lex for an interview. I agreed to be there again,
and remembered last week's dilemma, with her falling. I shivered at the sight of her on the ground, and her arm twisted in
the wrong position.
"Oh, I am goin' to hit you!" Chloe said, breaking into my thoughts. "YOu're thinkin' of what happened last week!
For the last time, it's NOT your fault! God, what do you have to do to get people listen to you!"
"I'm sorr-oops. Nothing. I was just thinkin'-"
"About how I fell? So what? It was for the better. Everything happens for a reason. Now, come'on. I want COFFEE!"
I chuckled as she hauled me into the cafe. I stumbled in and the first person I saw was Lana. She looked so beautiful.
Her hair was swept up in a light ponytail. She wore simple khakhi jeans, a black shirt, and the cafe apron. She looked up and saw
me. She smiled.
"Earth to Clark!" Chloe again disrupted my thoughts, and I smiled back at Lana. She seemed to chuckle at something.
"I'll have a small cappuccino," I said, sitting down on the nearest chair. Lana quickly jotted it down on her pad.
"I'll have one-venti-cappuccino-half-skim-half-whole-milk-extra-foam-but-hold-the-cinnamon-please!" Chloe magnificently
said it in one breath. Lana smiled again, and left.
"I'm amazed you can say that as fast as you can."
"I know. I am pretty amazing." Chloe said, taking out a book and placing it on the table. I gazed around the shop.
People from school were there. No one important. Then, my eyes dropped on a girl sitting not far from me. She
was talking to...Meha. The new freshman at school.
That girl. She looked fimiliar. She laughed. I got hit with a "deja-vue". I wrinkled my forehead, turned back to Chloe,
and tried to listen to the girl and Meha only. It worked like a charm. "...I'm serious! He was just...so weird! Hehehe!
I had to leave. He-ugh!...so, what was the last movie you saw...yea, I saw Queen of the Damned...it was pretty interesting...
thin plot, greatly-made movie though!"
"CLARK!"
I looked up, and Lana was standing there with my drink in her hands. "You look like you are lost in your own world
again." She laughed.
I smiled, and accepted the drink. "Sorry, I'm just thinkin' 'bout some things."
"Yea, if you know Clark, you know he's a THINKER!" Chloe joked. I rolled my eyes at her. I looked back at the girl's
table and she caught my eye. Something in her eyes shimmered. Her full lips just curved a little at the corners, so it
looked somewhat like a smile.
"Here's the money, Lana." I looked up to see Meha giving money to Lana. "Hey Meha, who's that girl you're with?"
"Oh, that's my cousin." Meha answered. "She's from Canada. What part is she from again?" Lana asked.
"Um...she's from Toronto, Ontario."
"Yea? Thanks. I've never seen her before" I said.
"She's here for the break. Do you want me to introduce her to you?" Meha asked. I nodded casually. I really wanted
to know who this girl was. Meha walked over to her, and brought her over.
"Hey, my name is Aisha." She looked at Chloe when she said it, holding out her hand for a shake. When her eyes slowly shifted
over to me, my head experienced some chaotic images. "Hi," she held out her hand to me. I slowly shook it. As we touched,
images of planets and stars hit my eyes.
"So, you're Clark Kent. I think I saw your farm on the way here on the wretched bus ride." All the girls laughed.
I smiled. For a moment, something seemed to choke me. I shot up from my seat, and the seat fell down. My head got so dizzy...
it throbbed...someone was yelling...stop it!
Light hit my eyes. I felt like I was moving. A headache sneaked up to my forehead. I opened my eyes to see Aisha...she was
all the way up there. I realized my head was resting on her lap. I let out a groan. She shot a look down to me. Her warm hands
were on my cheeks. "He's coming around, you guys."
I moved my neck to see that I was in a car...lying in the backseat. Chloe was staring at me from the front seat with Meha. Lana
was driving. "Should we still take him to the hospital?" I heard Lana say.
"NO!" I shot up, and a wave of aches shot themselves at me. Aisha's hands were on my shoulders. "Yea, actually, forget it,
Lana. I think he'll be okay" she said.
"Are you sure?" Lana said, looking back. Aisha nodded. Lana brought the car to a halt. Soon, everyone's eyes were on me.
Waiting for an explanation, I realized. "Umm...I think I just had a bad...headache attack or something," I rubbed my forehead.
"Here, lie down again," Aisha said. This time, she placed her fingers on my forehead, and started to move them slowly and
carefully. She closed her eyes, and then, a sudden urge to do the same hit me too. Soon, I could hear my heart beat. They were
beating to the same rhythm Aisha moved her hands to. Comfort swallowed me whole.
"Oh my God! He's smiling! What on earth are you doing, Aisha?" I heard Chloe say in a distance. "I'm massaging his head
for him. I know this technique where you move your fingers to the person's heartbeat, and it makes them relax."
"Wow...please teach me how to do that, will you?" Lana said. "Sure" Aisha whispered.
My eyes shot open. Everyone smiled at me with their mouths halfway to the ground. I smiled back at them. I looked up at
Aisha, and she was wrinkling her forehead. She seemed to be in pain. Her eyes slowly opened, and she smiled at me. I realized
how pretty she was. Her dark brown eyes had a hazel shimmer to them. She had full and curvy lips. Her long black hair fell
down her back. "He's okay for sure. Let's drop this boy off, shall we?" she said, happily.
AISHA
He continued to stare at me for awhile. Probably shocked at what I did. Lana was praising me all the way to the farm.
I agreed to teach her, but thought of WHAT to teach this normal girl. What I did had nothing to do with massaging or heartbeats.
It was my power to heal. My heart raced as Clark lifted his head from my lap. There was something about him. His powers. I
knew it. It was him. It was HIM!
"Thanks, Aisha" he said. I smiled at him, and sighed loudly. He kept rubbing the back of his head. I wanted to tell
him. Tell him who I was. I realized that he didn't have a clue about me...or maybe knew that I was different. Oh well, I thought.
I should be 100% sure that he is THE boy.
"Clark, that was some headache!" Chloe exclaimed. "Do you think you had a migraine or something?"
"Yea, I suppose. It's hard to tell. I just collapsed. My head really killed for a while back there. Thanks again," he
said, looking at me. I smiled again. He HAD to be the guy, I thought. There was something that bothered me about him. His
headache was because of me, for sure. Probably had flashes or something. I saw somewhat of images from his pain.
We pulled up to his farm house. Clark opened the door, and helped me out. When our hands touched, I got dizzy.
Fighting to stay on my feet, I moved a bit far from him to avoid touch.
"Well, do you need any help goin' in or anything? You should drink some warm milk, take an aspirin, and go to sleep. It's
Sunday, and you should really chill," Lana instructed. Clark smiled at her, and thanked her. My heart came to a halt. He
had a thing for her! I was shocked. Suddenly, I lost myself in thoughts. Meha's voice brought me back, "I think we should
head back. Mom and Dad are probably worried to death."
I nodded. "I can give you guys a lift home. Too bad I'm goin' to have to make up for my shift later tonight.
Better delay meeting with my guy," Lana said. I quickly hopped in the backseat with Meha. Chloe hugged Clark, and he thanked
Lana again. I tried not to look at him, but I knew he was staring at me. I painfully looked up.
"Thanks, Aisha. I don't know what would've happened without you," he said. "Well...it's not a problem. You should
really relax like Lana said. 'Kay?" I said. He nodded and blushed like a little boy. He was such delicious eye candy. My heart
started to race again. Lana pulled the car out to the highway, and we were on our way back. I closed my eyes, and
rested my head on the headrest.
CLARK
"It was really weird. It was like she almost healed me, y'know?" I explained to my parents. "So, she gave you
flashes when you touched?" my dad said. I nodded. "Painful ones. Images with planets and stars, and some weird-coloured
galaxy. That sounds so dumb, huh?"
My mom scoffed. "Well, I think you should stay away from her...maybe. Or you could befriend her, and find out
for yourself."
I thought about it. I could hang out with her for awhile, and see if I feel something from her. "Did it feel worse
than the meteor rocks?" my dad asked. The METEOR rocks! But, they made me feel worse than this. She gave me painful images.
I shook my head. "I get sick with the rocks, with her...I just got a few too many headaches and flashes."
"Well," my dad placed his hand on my shoulder, "Glad you're alright. Be-"
"Careful! I know," I interrupted, and smiled. I got up and gave my mom a kiss on the cheek and left for my room.
I plopped down on my bed. I examined my hands. They looked fine, so it was definately not the meteor rocks. She was
different, I knew it in my gut. There was something special and un-earthy about her. I closed my eyes, and sleep
empowered me three minutes later.
The sun's light burned my eyelids. I opened them. It was morning. I had been sleeping for so long. I sat up.
I was wearing my pajamas. Parents probably changed me again. I went into the kitchen after brushing my teeth.
"G'morning!"
"Morning honey, how's your head?" my mom asked. "It's better, oh, and thanks for changing my clothes."
"Well, we officially can't do it anymore," I looked at her. She just pointed me to the couch in the living room.
I walked over to find my dad lying on his back and sleeping soundly. I mouthed to my mom, "What happened?"
"While changing your shirt, he pulled a back muscle bad. I'm taking him to the hospital later today. I need a
big favour from you; please, take over the farm for a day or so?"
I groaned, pulling the milk out of the fridge. "Fine, but I'm in charge only for the days. At nights, I wanna head
out," my mom got up and hugged me. I sat down and started to eat breakfast.
AISHA
Placing the bowl in the sink, I looked outside. It was such a pretty day. I wanted to go for a run. This time, I
went alone and told my aunt where I was going. Heading to my room, I changed into knee-length sport shorts, and a pulled a
hoddie t-shirt over my head. Tied my hair into one long braid, I headed out.
It was perfect. The sun shined on my face, and I smiled as I ran. I had no use for running. It would just make me
a bit more faster, but my speed was already incomprehensible. I laughed out aloud. I was in perfect shape. My powers
gave me that advantage too. Suddenly, my mind brought back Clark Kent. I needed to see him. It had to be HIM. I needed
to know, so I could be at peace, that the other one survived.
It came back to me like a movie. I remembered how my REAL parents had put me in that pod. I remember seeing that little
brown-haired boy a few pods away from me. I remember staring at him with teary eyes. He looked scared too. Then my parents
kissed me on my forehead, and touched my lips. I remember them saying something, but not listening to what it was. Then, the
pod's headcase closed on me, and that was the last time I ever saw them. I remembered sitting there for a few moments,
waiting for something to happen, and nothing did. I tried to open the head case, and the explosion happened. It rocked the
pod violently. My body was thrown to the other side, and it ache badly. Then, the feeling of scraping metal hit me. It
came from right under me. Then, I knew that I was blasted away in that pod. I had fallen asleep after, because of the sudden
darkness and coldness.
I opened my eyes. Grassy fields surrounded me. Where was I? Movement caught my eye. A car was coming down the
highway. I stepped in front of it, so it would stop. I saw a lady was driving, and a man was in the passenger seat looking
at me weirdly. The woman stopped her car a few feets away. I walked up to her window as she pulled it down.
"Hi, sorry to stop you like this. I kinda got...lost. Where am I?" I asked.
"Oh my. What were you doing? Running blind?"
"Umm...something like that."
"WEll, you're on Smallville Highway. I suggest going in the direction we are, if you wanna head back into town."
"Oh, great. Thanks. Um..do you know how far the KENT Farm is?"
The red-head woman and dirty-blonde man smiled at me. "We are the Kents. It's just down this highway, it'll come in
about ten minutes. Are you a friend of Clark?" the woman said.
"Sorta. I just met him yesterday," I replied. The couple shared a weird look. "Well, you go right ahead then. He
won't be in the house. You'll find him in the barn or outside on the fields."
The woman went on . I looked at them to make sure they weren't looking. Then, I smiled to myself, and used my
power of speed to get to the Farm in less than four seconds.
CLARK
I pulled the load into place. It must have weighed around 500 pounds. I smiled at my ability. Sometimes, it was
just the best thing in the world, at other times, it hurt. A scruffle from the entrance of the barn interrupted me. I looked,
there was nothing there. Maybe the floor boards or something.
"Hi!" I just let go of the rope, and it started to fall. I lifted my head to see it was right above me. For some
reason, I stood there. I couldn't move. It was shock or something. Then, someone pushed me. I couldn't tell who it was but
it was a girl. Sunddenly, it was like slow motion again, and felt my body hit the ground hard. And the girl fell right on top
of me. Then, I saw the load fall hard on the ground ten feet away in normal motion.
"Are you okay?" It was Aisha. It was that girl. I realized I didn't get any flashes or headaches or anything. She
was there. On top of me. I found myself blushing, and she started to blush too. She stood up and reached her hand out to me.
I grabbed it and stood up too. I was appalled. There was someone like me. She had these powers too.
"How-I mean-wha-oh my God!" I exploded. "WHO are YOU? I mean, WHAT did you JUST do? You-YOU have powers..."
"Yea, like you. I thought you would react faster than that, Clark. Shame on you. That thing could've done some real
damage...though, it would've gone away after a little while" she said calmly. I stared open-mouth at her. I just couldn't
believe it. "I-I thought I was the only one," I said after a few seconds of silence.
"Yea. I'm not surprised you don't remember me. I was right there...with you...well, a few flight pods away. Both
our parents were putting us in the pods. I remember you and I shared a few looks of fright. You were so scared...and I was crying."
I still couldn't believe what she was saying. "Hold on, let's go sit somewhere and talk about this."
In the kitchen, I poured her a glass of water and sat down across from her. I stared at her while she drank the
water in three slow gulps. Her braid was a little tousled up. She looked so pretty. Her eyes sparkled as she looked at the
ground. She saw me staring, and I suddenly looked away.
Then, the long story began. She told me how we belonged to a different planet like Earth, in a different galaxy. The only
differences were that we moved faster and were stronger. Here, because of the slow speed, we can take advantage of miliseconds and so on.
Then, she told me about how our planet became unstable, and how pollution was killing people. And how our planet was to
abolish permenantly. Only a few were allowed to escape. A few who had government access and such. I asked her if we
had permission, and she shook her head. She started to tell me how we both lived in neighbouring dwellings. How our parents
were best friends, and worked together. I asked her how she remembered this, and she told me she had dreams after landing here.
"At thirteen, I suddenly became very interested in who I was and where I came from. My sudden need to know, brought
me to research meteor attacks and showers on the Earth. I tried to find out if more were here like me. Mostly, I was trying to find you.
I knew there had been a meteor shower at some small American town. I never knew it was this one. All this determination
left me sleepless. And, when I gave up because I couldn't find anyone, I had a series of dreams about our...other life."
"Wow...I never came to think that there might be others like me out there...in this world..."
"Oh they are. More than both of us. Remember, a few people had access. I think they are here somewhere...and that
there also searching for us. I can only hope so...do you?"
I couldn't say it. I wanted to but it seemed weird. "I guess," I answered uneasily. "Listen, I know this is coming
as a shock to you and all...but, I can come back and y'know...let you swallow the first part."
I shook my head. "I need to know everything. Tell me everything, please?" She smiled. "I'll tell you anything you
want to know. So, anyhoo...our fathers decided to pull off a scam to escape. The plan was for both families to escape, but
later on it just couldn't happen. I know it sounds bad, but I guess,
it kinda justifies. Somehow...so, anyways, our parents couldn't leave the neighborhood, because they were locked in. No
people were allowed to leave without government access. They didn't want the officials disturbed leaving the planet.
So, our families sneaked out, actually, broke out of the fences and military was on them. In freak, when we finally reached the
podport, we got locked in, and they decided to bomb the place with us inside. In freak, our parents did the next best thing-they
flew us away. I remember an explosion when we were in the air and I realized it later that it was our planet exploding. Unbelievable, huh?"
We talked for atleast half an hour more, before my parents walked throught the door. I helped my dad to the couch. Then,
I introduced them to Aisha, and how she was like me.
"So...you're like Clark. You share the same powers and all that?" my dad asked. My mom just looked at her dumbfounded.
Aisha just camly explained to them what she told me. We shared the same basic powers of healing ourselves, but she had practised
to heal others, speed, powerful vision, and strength.
"Wow...I'm still amazed at what you told us about the planet and pods...and pollution and so on..." my mom trailed off.
"Um...I'd really like to stay but I need to go because my uncle and aunt are probably worried sick to death 'bout where I am. Do you mind
if I use your phone?" Aisha asked. I pointed her to the cordless in the kitchen and she disappeared.
My parents looked back at me and smiled. "What?" I said. "She's like you. She is from your past...what do you think of her?
I mean, I know you said that she saved you and all that...so?" my dad asked finally.
"I-I think...I umm...I don't know. When she healed me, she felt my pain. I remember looking at her, and she wrinkled her
forhead in bad pain, but smiled it off. I think I have some feelings for her...I dunno. Maybe, because she's from my past, I feel a
connection to her...what do you guys think?"
"Well," my mom started. "Isn't she here only for a week? I think you should reconnect with her, Clark. It could do you some
good, y'know, about your curiosities. Maybe she has the answers to the questions you've been asking yourself."
"Well, I'm off. And grounded, I think. My aunt was pretty ticked. Um...Clark, can I talk to you privately for a second?
And, nice meeting you, Mr. and Mrs. Kent," Aisha said, coming back in the room.
I walked her to the fence. She had her hands in the back-pockets of her long shorts. "Um...I forgot to mention, that I have
better listening than you. I can hear a mile away, and well, basically anything," she smiled. I felt my cheeks turn hotter than being in front
of Lana, as Aisha winked and sped off. I stood there, blushing like crazy, and my heart racing crazily above 200 beats per minute.
AISHA
I sped till I reached the door of my house. I had been "running" for more than two hours. I decided to make up to my aunt by
staying put for the rest of the day and helping her out. And then, sneak out at night or something.
I sighed loudly as I walked up the stairs. The "make up" to my aunt was more than I thought, not that it was a big deal
for me, it was that I had to do it so slowly, because everyone was around. It was nine. I told my aunt I was going to sleep,
and that I didn't like visitors at any time of the night. I quickly changed, slipping on a sparkly, tight, black tank top, and
low-rise dress pants with a little cuff at the bottom.
My head shot up as I heard a creak from my door. It was Meha and Misha. They stared at me big-eyed, and then quickly moved
in and shut the door. "So, you're sneaking out, huh?" Misha asked, smiling diviously.
I smiled back at her, letting my hair down. "Yea, wanna come and show me some club or theater or something? It'll be my
treat."
Misha giggled. "Oh, couldn't be a better night. For the break, they're re-opening a rave club on the outskirts of town,
but people have to find it. It is this cool club-hunt thing. The club is called Dance Utopia. They're doin' it tonight and again
on Friday night. There are gunna be different locations to make it fun. Wanna check it out?"
Putting on an application of my fave lipstick, I nodded. Both of them giggled, and we planned that I would leave first,
then fifteen minutes later, Misha would sneak out, and then Meha after another fifteen to make sure nothing goes wrong. They left my room
giggling to themselves and happy. The feeling of adventure crept over me. I wanted to enjoy the break before going back to
my personal hell on Saturday night. I slipped on my strappy heels, and checked the mirror again. I looked good...not whor-ish or
too slutty-like. Just perfect. I loved me. It was really fun to be me sometimes.
Clark's picture popped into my head for some reason. I thought about what he had said before, "I think I have some
feelings for her...I THINK!" I felt myself to blush. It felt good to like and be-liked in so long.
I decided to clear my mind, and concentrate on the voices outside my voices, trying to find my uncle and aunt's. "This
is gunna be so good...We have reports of another bombing that...I think they're all tired...But, it's MONDAY! Oh well...that
gives us some time..."
I opened my eyes. That was all I wanted to hear. I walked over to my window. The ground didn't seem so far down.
Meha and Misha would be climbing down their tree house two windows away. I suddenly realized that I had to make a pretend-me-
sleeping. I grabbed two extra pillows and stuffed them under the blanket and made it messy like I knew I was.
About an hour later, we walked into the cafe where Lana worked. It was beyond crowded. The twins and I held hands and
pushed our ways through, making ourselves sound rude as possible till we got to the counter. Rock music blasted from the
cafe's stereos. I saw Lana serving drinks to the people on the other side of the counter. "Hey!" I shouted over the music.
She looked up and smiled weakly. I looked around. A lot of young people filled the cafe head to toe. I glanced at my
watch. Only fifteen minutes to go before the "person" got here to announce the clue. And Clark was no where in site.