My Kind of Night
I was running rather quickly down the highway. The night was cold and damp; threatening to start pouring down raining as I rushed. I didn't care if I got wet, it wouldn't affect me that much, but I did care if the person I was meeting that night got drenched. I just came from my previous home to continue my usual check ups. My mom was okay, tired, but okay. I wish I wasn't so far from her, but she told me not to worry. I always worry about her, and she worries about me, worries about my secret. There are hundreds of reporters in Metropolis, as well as writers, and greedy citizens that would do anything for a little change in there piggy bank; namely using me and my abilities to do their dirty work if they found out about me. Reporters that would expose my secret just for a good story are right around every corner, but I stay low and am extra careful around those people. Fortunately, nobody in Metropolis knows my secret. Well, except one person but she's loyal so I don't need to worry, and nether does my mom.
There I was, the wonderful Metropolis. I slowed down so that I could walk into the Metropolis Inn entrance like a normal…human. Well, while I was waitin', I had a look-see at the place. There was gold everywhere, and…trees. They even have valet parking and doormen. She had said it was fancy, but… it was amazing, and nothing less. I was speechless, even in my thoughts…
"Clark?" a voice pulled me out of my stream of conscience. I didn't even have to turn around to know who it was. But I did anyways, just to see the exquisiteness of my best friend, Chloe. To my pleasure, her golden tresses were exchanging glimmers with the gold encrusted building. Her skin was also illuminated by the tone making it look more bronze than peachy and pink. It worked for her, well. As she walked up to me, she removed her black wool trench coat, which revealed a figure flattering black dress.
" Hey, little lady," I greeted her. "You look nice." I lied trying to find a better adjective to describe her gorgeous appearance.
"I mean, you look stunning" I corrected myself. She stopped about 2 feet from me and raised her head smiling as though taking in the compliment, waiting for another. I chuckled to her gesture which made her slowly close our gap and hug me. I stood there embracing her body and in for the time being, I took in her sweet smelling perfume. I remember it smelled light; there was cherry blossom in the essence. I closed my eyes and breathed in again, this time catching her orange scented shampoo. I hadn't noticed I was moving my hands up and down her back until I opened my eyes. Chloe moved her head away from my chest to look up at me, her jade eyes glittering. She has an amused look on her face.
"Clark, are you…sniffing me?" She quietly asked me. I know I looked like an idiot when I smiled because she frowned a little.
"I wasn't sniffing you; I smelled the aromas that are departing from your body. I'm sorry. But they did smell very pleasant, is it flowers?"I gave a small smile and watched attentively for her response.
"Yeah, thanks. Um, do you wanna go eat?" Chloe asked me while tilting her head in the direction of a small corner café across the street.
"Yeah, sure." We started walking across the circular parking lot until we got to the exit. While we waited for the cars to pass, which were only a few, including a limo, I took that time to compliment her on her dress.
"Your dress looks lovely on you. You have a nice shape." I hope that came out right, I thought. I could feel Chloe's head turning to look at me beside her, and then look straight. I couldn't tell what her expression was, but I figured it was negative because of the dead silence that followed.
"Thank you. It's an old dress. You've seen it before." She replied softly. She started to shift around in her place. That's when I noticed we were just standing there at the sidewalk. There were no cars anywhere to be seen, so I started to walk off the curb. Chloe quickly followed suite. She giggled the whole time crossing the street, which was roughly 9 seconds, the delay being our leisured walking.
"I take it you noticed that we were standing there for no reason?" I her when we walked towards the café front door. I instinctively opened the door and waited for her to walk through. She suspiciously looked up at me with sly, now –olive colored eyes. I could get lost in those eyes forever, I thought to myself. When she broke the tension with a wiggle of her nose, she walked by me and waited. With that, I entered the cozy café, letting the door close gently.