Title: The Things We Lost this Summer

Rating: T

Genre: Romance/Drama

Characters: Clark Kent and Chloe Sullivan

Setting: Intermission between Season 7 and 8, haha

Author's Note: You would think for someone who wasn't planning on doing anything but sitting infront of the TV and eating this summer would take the liberty and initiative to give something back to the 20 people who have Author Alerts on me. Then again, I haven't been on this site in who knows how long, but hey, that's not important! : Anyways, I got my inspiration from Bitter:Sweet and the fact that summer's a time for romance and every character on American television lets loose, haha. So forgive me for the long delay and forgive me for any future delays too, sit back, and get to readin'. XOXO Love all my readers and reviewers, enjoy! :D

-Prolouge-

There were two things she noticed when she walked up the old, wooden stairs of the Fortress of Solitude

One, his favorite picture of Lana was lying on the floor, the glass and frame in pieces and (she swears) an unhappy demeanor on her face. She frowned disapprovingly and turned to find her favorite alien sitting on the couch.

The second thing she had noticed was him himself. He sat in a grey cotton t-shirt and faded jeans used usually for farm work and chores. The shirt was perfect for him, considering it matched everything else on his body, like the slumped-over figure he used to sit and the defeated, grey eyes that seemed to be tired and sadder than anything she'd ever had the displeasure to meet.

There was nothing she could think to say that could possibly help anything, and the only English that managed to escape past her lips was a mournful "Oh, Clark," full of pity and sadness.

"Oh Clark, what?" he demanded quietly keeping his eyes on his folded hands, the floor, or perhaps his old boots. It was a time where he was looking, staring perhaps, but definitely not seeing anything that was actually there.

She paused for a moment, thinking over the next move before she spoke.

"Any room on the couch for me?" she asked. Without a noise, he moved over a bit, finally looking into her eyes.

'You're always welcome where I am, Chloe' they seemed to say to her. She smiled a bit.

"So today's the first day of summer," she said absent-mindedly.

"Yeah?"

"Yeah. Which means we're gonna party every day until you-"

"- can stop thinking about her?" An uncomfortable silence settled on top of the two. She cleared her throat a bit.

"I was going to say puke, but uh…" She sighed. This would be harder than she thought.

"Look Clark, I'm not here to talk about everything that went wrong between you and Lana, and I hope to God she's coming back from wherever the hell she is, but…" her voice grew quiet and she shook her head sadly. "Anyone who would do something that horrible to you doesn't deserve a penny of your thoughts."

She brushed her hand over his very softly. "She doesn't deserve you."

She kissed him softly on his jawbone, causing a shock up his spine. It was an innocent act of kindness and friendliness if anyone wouldn't have given a second thought about it, but Clark was Clark and he couldn't help but think about the way it had felt against his skin.

"Tomorrow we go swimming; at the lake; two o'clock; don't be late," she whispered in his ear.

She stood up to leave, her hand on his shoulder, sliding down and off of his hands. And just like that, she was gone, leaving Clark to wonder about many different things. As he stared at his hands/feet/floor once again, the reality of it all really struck him.

It was summer.

And Chloe Sullivan was going to make him enjoy it.

Ok so leave a review because I KNOW this is too short and too bad to even start out a story and I KNOW that this prolly sucks but hey, gimme a chance to shake off the rust on my fingers and keyboard. No reviews, no continues cuz that obviously means no one cares about this. haha XOXO Love all my readers and ('specially) reviewers, r&r!