My first Fan Fiction, so feel free to send your comments.
Funny year, ch.1
Torch Office.
Chloe Sullivan little perky, nosy, blond reporter, editor of the Torch is tipping on her keyboard, at her desk, silently.
Junior year 2002-2003
New year. Fresh start. Okay, and also a fist time 'Diary Writer'. I don't have any idea about how to start a 'journal intime'. Let's say that a diary starts like this.
Hi! Dear Diary, I'm Chloe Sullivan and my life sucks so mush that I'm actually starting a new life, new vision and most of all, WRITING a Diary. I'm giving you a name, from now on, you're a Bob. I must be totally desperate to do this 'Typical common thing of teenage girls habit'. Anyway.
If I tell or write you, whatever, that my heart is shattered into pieces, does it count???
Like you're going to answer me. I'm hopeless. See that's what I was talking or writing about earlier. I AM DESPERATE!!!
Who am I kidding?????? I repeat, then.
I AM A TOTALLY DESPERATE BROKEN HEARTED TEENAGE GIRL!!!
Want me to share my pathetic little mellow Jell-O drama girl teen story???
I fell in love, in LOVE, with a boy. The boy loved or still does love the little precious girl princess of this town. Then, the boy realized that I, Chloe Sullivan, was also a girl. Great! Isn't it??? Goes to the spring formal with me. Leave me at the dance to go save the precious from the blowing winds and POW!!!! I'm here.
Sorry for the lack of details, Bob.
Got to go to class.
See you in a few.
* * * * * * * * * * * * * * * Leaving this intimate session with a keyboard and computer, our intrepid left the office. All empty because now it's only source of life left the place, but not for long. So what's the deal? * * * * * * * * * * * * * * *
English Class.
*Back of the class, last row, by the windows, here I am, as always!!! Good NEW START!!!! * She was bored. Okay, let's spare this lie. She was completely bored, let's face it. She looked by the window, saw people and cars, cars and people. Thinking about her boring day, boring week, boring month, boring year and finally, boring life. That she was beginning to feel suddenly sick and dizzy, completely sucked too. Then she found herself interrupted.
"Miss Sullivan, care to share your thoughts with us?" said Mrs. Tania Garcia, the small woman with a south American accent.
"Well, I feel selfish today." replied the blond.
"Don't be insolent with me, now spill!" Garcia said, stunned by her words as everyone else except Chloe.
"Okay, fine!" Chloe growled, surprised by the fact that she gave up her stubbornness that fast.
"Sorry for that but still, we're waiting." she calmly said.
"I just don't feel good, kind of sick." Chloe said. And everybody turned their head like this event was a world premiere. "What??? It's not because I'm Chloe 'the little blond reporter' Sullivan that I cannot feel sick!" right after her statement , her hand reached her forehead, the fever was growing stronger over her. She was turning whiter than usual. "So, sorry" Tania said and " Clark Kent get out of your mooning, Chloe has to go home so go ahead and give her a hand, please!" "What?" said Clark getting out of his usual state. "C'mon you heard me!" the teacher said, loosing her patience right away. He turned his head to the back where Chloe is. "Okay, ma'm." "Hurry, boy"
He stretched out his hand to Chloe. "Come with me Chloe." he said worried.* She is still mad a little bit after me and really stubborn, I and everybody here wouldn't be surprised if she don't take it* But still, she took it and said nothing. And he helped Chloe to make her way down to the nursery.* I feel so sick* She was dizzy, walking now, felt like a marathon. And she collapsed "Chloe!" Clark yelled. He looked at her fragile face. He took in his arms and used his high speed.
* * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * He tried to join her dad, but no answer. After that, he called his dad to give him a hint about what happen about him skipping school. And he decided to call, Lex. 1 ringing 2 riggings 3-
"Luthor, speaking" said a very non-enthusiastic non-warm voice.
"It's Clark"
"Oh, sorry about this. I'm just completely bored in Smallville and work. So why this call when you are supposed to be in class?" "I skipped well, not really , but technically you can it that way!" the younger boy said in a hurry.
"What is it?"
"Do you know how to join Chloe's dad?"
"Why? Well, I do but he's out of town. Why?"
"Chloe is at the hospital I brought her here. She passed out, big fever and all." he said in panic.
"Clark calm down" said Lex, not really used to hear his friend talk in such hurry, "Just relax! If you want I'll come and give you some company, you really could use some." he offered.
"Good idea."
"I'm coming right away!" and he hung up. *Everything to get away from this work!*
* * ** * * * * * * * * * * * At the hospital.
Clark's head buried in his hands. "So, Clark what happened to the friend of yours?" said a voice behind him.
"Ah!" replied Clark startled. "You scared me!" said the innocent teen boy.
"I called her dad he wants me to baby-sit her since I send him in Metropolis." Lex said coldly. * Like I need a teenage girl at my place and plus a REPORTER.*
"Oh! Anyway, what did you say?"
"I said yes! I may be his boss but the man cares a hell lot about his daughter and I didn't have enough guts to say no. He is out of town, for 2 weeks." he said to Clark.
"The doctor said that she isn't in a good state."
"What do you mean by that?"
"Well, she hadn't ate for like 48 hours, her stomach was empty." Clark said worried.
"Anorexia?" * Chloe an anorexic, got to be kidding*
"Oh, no! Not that bad. She was just really tired, insomnia and stuff like this."
"You should ask Chloe what's going through her life then." said Lex.
"What do you mean by that?" said Clark slowly. Looking down at his hands.
"Must be her mother. Her father told me a week ago that it was going to be 5 years that Mrs. Sullivan died." said Lex sadly knowing what he was talking about.
"Never really though about that. I mean she told about her mom but not the since when thing, she never really enjoyed talking about her mother's death. " he said sadly.
"Mr Kent" said the nurse. "Would like to see her?"
"Yeah." he aid on his way to Chloe's room. And turned his face. "Would come after, you know to tell her what her dad said. After all you are going to baby-sit her." he said to Lex, smiling at his friend face.
"Yeah, I'll do that. Now go see her!" he replied. * Poor girl. Clark cannot even realized that she loves him. Lucky man. But really dense boy.*
* * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * *
The dark-haired boy was sitting next to her, holding her hand.
"Hey, Chloe!" he said, trying to sound cheery.
"Hey." she said weakly. Looking at the ceiling with her watery eyes.
"Feel better?" he asked , handing out his hand to touch her forehead, still hot.
"No difference. It sucks." she stated.
"The Jell-O, I presume?"
"Yes. But not only that! My father is not here for two weeks! This LuthorCorp! The guy has enough guts to send him away when I need my father the most! Why didn't he send somebody else? " she said aloud.
"C'mon. Lex already knew this, your father told him. Maybe he needed to get away from this after all he is your dad, maybe he's sad too. Why haven't you told me about your mom?"
"Clark, I needed to get away a little bit, too. He's not the only one. I know he misses her too. but, I just don't want to miss both my parents. That's all. I know I sound selfish, but I just don't like it. I should have asked him to go with him!" she said getting already tired.
"Don't push it. It's not the time, now you're here to relax not to turn worse." he with that he kissed his forehead. "you also have another visitor." and he left.
"Nice to see you, Clark." she whispered tiredly.
* * * * * * * * * * * * * * * *
At her big surprise she saw Lex Luthor entering her room.
"What are you doing here?" she asked.
"Happy to see you too!" he replied grinning.
"Hi! Now, what are you doing here Mr. Luthor?"
"It's Lex! I called your dad to tell him your state and he asked me to take you to my place while he's in Metropolis." he answered slowly not to turn her mind into scramble egg.
"Okay. Thank you. But I think getting home will be fine by me, I do not need a 22 years old billionaire babysitter!"
"Your father though you would that's why he asked me. You really don't need to be alone anyway. Viewing what you've done to yourself. Your father doesn't want you to be sick. He knows and I also do too, so please accept the fact that you may need a babysitter while he's gone, for your father's sake." he said staring in her blue dimmed eyes.
"Okay. Only for my father. It must have been hard for to say yes, since I'm nosy reporter and all. Takes a lot of courage. You better feel lucky that I'm sick because I usually don't give up that fast! So, it's a yes." she said shooting him a beautiful smile.
" Good. The doctor said you'll be leaving this bed right away after our little meeting, so get ready." he said answering to her smile by his.
"Okay. Now leave the room, I'm not leaving this place with my hospital gown."
"Oh. I though you could use a hand." he said. And he winked at her and shot another smile. * she makes me feel so silly sometimes. 'though that you could a hand' smart Lex. Nice move.*
"Don't ruin your luck now leave please!" and he left.
*He's cute when he smiles. OH GOD! I'm not thinking that. Yes. I am. I need my Bob.* She let out a sound of desperation. She was completely desperate now about writing in her so called diary named Bob.
Funny year, ch.1
Torch Office.
Chloe Sullivan little perky, nosy, blond reporter, editor of the Torch is tipping on her keyboard, at her desk, silently.
Junior year 2002-2003
New year. Fresh start. Okay, and also a fist time 'Diary Writer'. I don't have any idea about how to start a 'journal intime'. Let's say that a diary starts like this.
Hi! Dear Diary, I'm Chloe Sullivan and my life sucks so mush that I'm actually starting a new life, new vision and most of all, WRITING a Diary. I'm giving you a name, from now on, you're a Bob. I must be totally desperate to do this 'Typical common thing of teenage girls habit'. Anyway.
If I tell or write you, whatever, that my heart is shattered into pieces, does it count???
Like you're going to answer me. I'm hopeless. See that's what I was talking or writing about earlier. I AM DESPERATE!!!
Who am I kidding?????? I repeat, then.
I AM A TOTALLY DESPERATE BROKEN HEARTED TEENAGE GIRL!!!
Want me to share my pathetic little mellow Jell-O drama girl teen story???
I fell in love, in LOVE, with a boy. The boy loved or still does love the little precious girl princess of this town. Then, the boy realized that I, Chloe Sullivan, was also a girl. Great! Isn't it??? Goes to the spring formal with me. Leave me at the dance to go save the precious from the blowing winds and POW!!!! I'm here.
Sorry for the lack of details, Bob.
Got to go to class.
See you in a few.
* * * * * * * * * * * * * * * Leaving this intimate session with a keyboard and computer, our intrepid left the office. All empty because now it's only source of life left the place, but not for long. So what's the deal? * * * * * * * * * * * * * * *
English Class.
*Back of the class, last row, by the windows, here I am, as always!!! Good NEW START!!!! * She was bored. Okay, let's spare this lie. She was completely bored, let's face it. She looked by the window, saw people and cars, cars and people. Thinking about her boring day, boring week, boring month, boring year and finally, boring life. That she was beginning to feel suddenly sick and dizzy, completely sucked too. Then she found herself interrupted.
"Miss Sullivan, care to share your thoughts with us?" said Mrs. Tania Garcia, the small woman with a south American accent.
"Well, I feel selfish today." replied the blond.
"Don't be insolent with me, now spill!" Garcia said, stunned by her words as everyone else except Chloe.
"Okay, fine!" Chloe growled, surprised by the fact that she gave up her stubbornness that fast.
"Sorry for that but still, we're waiting." she calmly said.
"I just don't feel good, kind of sick." Chloe said. And everybody turned their head like this event was a world premiere. "What??? It's not because I'm Chloe 'the little blond reporter' Sullivan that I cannot feel sick!" right after her statement , her hand reached her forehead, the fever was growing stronger over her. She was turning whiter than usual. "So, sorry" Tania said and " Clark Kent get out of your mooning, Chloe has to go home so go ahead and give her a hand, please!" "What?" said Clark getting out of his usual state. "C'mon you heard me!" the teacher said, loosing her patience right away. He turned his head to the back where Chloe is. "Okay, ma'm." "Hurry, boy"
He stretched out his hand to Chloe. "Come with me Chloe." he said worried.* She is still mad a little bit after me and really stubborn, I and everybody here wouldn't be surprised if she don't take it* But still, she took it and said nothing. And he helped Chloe to make her way down to the nursery.* I feel so sick* She was dizzy, walking now, felt like a marathon. And she collapsed "Chloe!" Clark yelled. He looked at her fragile face. He took in his arms and used his high speed.
* * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * He tried to join her dad, but no answer. After that, he called his dad to give him a hint about what happen about him skipping school. And he decided to call, Lex. 1 ringing 2 riggings 3-
"Luthor, speaking" said a very non-enthusiastic non-warm voice.
"It's Clark"
"Oh, sorry about this. I'm just completely bored in Smallville and work. So why this call when you are supposed to be in class?" "I skipped well, not really , but technically you can it that way!" the younger boy said in a hurry.
"What is it?"
"Do you know how to join Chloe's dad?"
"Why? Well, I do but he's out of town. Why?"
"Chloe is at the hospital I brought her here. She passed out, big fever and all." he said in panic.
"Clark calm down" said Lex, not really used to hear his friend talk in such hurry, "Just relax! If you want I'll come and give you some company, you really could use some." he offered.
"Good idea."
"I'm coming right away!" and he hung up. *Everything to get away from this work!*
* * ** * * * * * * * * * * * At the hospital.
Clark's head buried in his hands. "So, Clark what happened to the friend of yours?" said a voice behind him.
"Ah!" replied Clark startled. "You scared me!" said the innocent teen boy.
"I called her dad he wants me to baby-sit her since I send him in Metropolis." Lex said coldly. * Like I need a teenage girl at my place and plus a REPORTER.*
"Oh! Anyway, what did you say?"
"I said yes! I may be his boss but the man cares a hell lot about his daughter and I didn't have enough guts to say no. He is out of town, for 2 weeks." he said to Clark.
"The doctor said that she isn't in a good state."
"What do you mean by that?"
"Well, she hadn't ate for like 48 hours, her stomach was empty." Clark said worried.
"Anorexia?" * Chloe an anorexic, got to be kidding*
"Oh, no! Not that bad. She was just really tired, insomnia and stuff like this."
"You should ask Chloe what's going through her life then." said Lex.
"What do you mean by that?" said Clark slowly. Looking down at his hands.
"Must be her mother. Her father told me a week ago that it was going to be 5 years that Mrs. Sullivan died." said Lex sadly knowing what he was talking about.
"Never really though about that. I mean she told about her mom but not the since when thing, she never really enjoyed talking about her mother's death. " he said sadly.
"Mr Kent" said the nurse. "Would like to see her?"
"Yeah." he aid on his way to Chloe's room. And turned his face. "Would come after, you know to tell her what her dad said. After all you are going to baby-sit her." he said to Lex, smiling at his friend face.
"Yeah, I'll do that. Now go see her!" he replied. * Poor girl. Clark cannot even realized that she loves him. Lucky man. But really dense boy.*
* * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * *
The dark-haired boy was sitting next to her, holding her hand.
"Hey, Chloe!" he said, trying to sound cheery.
"Hey." she said weakly. Looking at the ceiling with her watery eyes.
"Feel better?" he asked , handing out his hand to touch her forehead, still hot.
"No difference. It sucks." she stated.
"The Jell-O, I presume?"
"Yes. But not only that! My father is not here for two weeks! This LuthorCorp! The guy has enough guts to send him away when I need my father the most! Why didn't he send somebody else? " she said aloud.
"C'mon. Lex already knew this, your father told him. Maybe he needed to get away from this after all he is your dad, maybe he's sad too. Why haven't you told me about your mom?"
"Clark, I needed to get away a little bit, too. He's not the only one. I know he misses her too. but, I just don't want to miss both my parents. That's all. I know I sound selfish, but I just don't like it. I should have asked him to go with him!" she said getting already tired.
"Don't push it. It's not the time, now you're here to relax not to turn worse." he with that he kissed his forehead. "you also have another visitor." and he left.
"Nice to see you, Clark." she whispered tiredly.
* * * * * * * * * * * * * * * *
At her big surprise she saw Lex Luthor entering her room.
"What are you doing here?" she asked.
"Happy to see you too!" he replied grinning.
"Hi! Now, what are you doing here Mr. Luthor?"
"It's Lex! I called your dad to tell him your state and he asked me to take you to my place while he's in Metropolis." he answered slowly not to turn her mind into scramble egg.
"Okay. Thank you. But I think getting home will be fine by me, I do not need a 22 years old billionaire babysitter!"
"Your father though you would that's why he asked me. You really don't need to be alone anyway. Viewing what you've done to yourself. Your father doesn't want you to be sick. He knows and I also do too, so please accept the fact that you may need a babysitter while he's gone, for your father's sake." he said staring in her blue dimmed eyes.
"Okay. Only for my father. It must have been hard for to say yes, since I'm nosy reporter and all. Takes a lot of courage. You better feel lucky that I'm sick because I usually don't give up that fast! So, it's a yes." she said shooting him a beautiful smile.
" Good. The doctor said you'll be leaving this bed right away after our little meeting, so get ready." he said answering to her smile by his.
"Okay. Now leave the room, I'm not leaving this place with my hospital gown."
"Oh. I though you could use a hand." he said. And he winked at her and shot another smile. * she makes me feel so silly sometimes. 'though that you could a hand' smart Lex. Nice move.*
"Don't ruin your luck now leave please!" and he left.
*He's cute when he smiles. OH GOD! I'm not thinking that. Yes. I am. I need my Bob.* She let out a sound of desperation. She was completely desperate now about writing in her so called diary named Bob.