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belongs to Deana Carter
Author's Note: I know that by this point in time in the actual story line Lana has long since thrown out her pom poms. In this story she is still a cheerleader. Also, in my story there is no Lana/Whitney relationship. There isn't even any mention of a Whitney Fordman. The quote about the emotional minefield is from the episode Nicodemus. The song Chloe is singing in this story, is How Do I Get There? by Deana Carter.
Chapter 1
"Do you like Clark" Lana asked Chloe walking into the Torch office Thursday morning.
"Lana…huh?" Chloe responded confused.
"You know what I said. Do you like Clark?" Lana repeated.
"Wow, subtle is not in your vocabulary! But, the answer is yes, though he's a little 'preoccupied' as of late," Chloe answered, wondering if Lana would catch her hidden meaning.
I have a little business proposition for you, Chlo," Lana said mysteriously.
"I'm listening," Chloe replied wondering what Lana had in mind. If it has anything to do with getting her and Clark together, I'm out! Chloe thought.
"You like Clark, but he likes me. I like Lex, but Lex likes you…"
"Whoa," Chloe interrupted, "You like Lex Luthor? Did you actually say that Lex Luthor likes me?"
"Do I need to use smaller words? Yes, I, Lana Lang like Lex Luthor. Yes, Lex Luthor likes you, Chloe Sullivan. Can I finish my thought?" Lana asked a little aggravated
"Okay, okay. I'm interested. Please go on," Chloe said. Lana Lang and Lex Luthor? Lex likes me? Wow! How did those get by me?!? Chloe thought.
"Like I said, you like Clark, but Clark likes me. I like Lex, but Lex likes you. So, that poses a bit of a problem. Here's my little proposition, I help you get Clark if you help me get Lex," Lana explained her eyes sparkling.
"I expect you have an idea on how to accomplish this little 'proposition'?" Chloe asked inquisitively.
"Of course," Lana replied, no hint of doubt in her voice.
"Before Lana could explain further Clark walked into the office.
"Hey, Lana…hi, Chlo," Clark said, his eyes never leaving Lana.
At least Clark isn't totally ignoring me, Chloe thought as she and Lana said hi to Clark.
"Chloe, I'll talk to you later…ok?" Lana said cryptically.
"Alright Lana, later," Chloe responded upset with Clark and anxious about Lana's proposition all at the same time.
"Nell needs me to take some paperwork to Lex, so I've got to go," Lana said, winking at Chloe.
Chloe caught the double meaning. Not only would Lana get to be alone with Lex, but Chloe would be able to be alone with Clark. Chloe wanted so badly for Clark to feel about her like she did him, and she hoped Lana's plan would work. When Lana left Clark focused his dazzling smile on Chloe. Chloe felt herself blush like a lovesick school girl.
"Hey, Chlo! What's the story this week? Anything worthy of the wall of weird?"
"Nope, something much less dramatic. Kwan wants me to do an article on the new offices they are building in front of the school," Chloe responded.
Then, a great idea came into her head. "Will you help me write it? I'm at a blank for creative words to describe plaster."
"I'll always help you, Chlo. I have to do chores now, but I can help you tonight," Clark replied smiling.
"How about seven o'clock in your loft?" Chloe asked. I wish I were with him in his loft right now! she thought.
"Seven O'clock, Fortress of Solitude. Got it," Clark said turning to leave.
No! Don't leave! Chloe thought. "Clark, will you do me a favor? My dad has the car in Metropolis today, so I have to walk home. Will you walk with me?"
"I would love to walk the fair Chloe home," Clark said dramatically.
On their way out they passed Lana at cheerleading practice. Chloe couldn't help but notice the look in Clark's eye as they passed her. It wanted to scream at him "She doesn't like you, she likes Lex!" but she kept her mouth shut. With his eyes on Lana Clark wasn't watching where he was going. When he bumped into Chloe she mumbled, "Yeah, I'm still here!"
"Did you say something Chloe?" Clark asked, coming out of his trance now that Lana was out of view.
"No," Chloe said, turning on her most charming smile and hoping Clark couldn't tell it was fake.
She pretended to stumble and grabbed Clark's arm for support.
"I'm so clumsy," she said, not removing her hand. As long as he didn't pull away she would keep her hand right where it was!
Chloe started to sing under her breath, "How do I get there from here? How do I make you see? How do I tell you what my heart's been telling me? Los in your lovin' arms, that's where I wanna be. You know I love…" she cut off abruptly when she realized she was singing out loud.
"What are you singing? I couldn't recognize it," Clark said.
"Just a silly song," Chloe said breathing a sigh of relief.
"We're here. I'll see you tonight at seven, okay?" Clark asked.
"'Seven O'clock, Fortress of Solitude,'" Chloe said, repeating Clark's earlier words.
They smiled at each other as Chloe took her hand from Clark's arm. She felt ecstatic as she let herself into the house. Seven O'clock she thought How am I ever going to be able to wait so long?
Author's Note: I know that by this point in time in the actual story line Lana has long since thrown out her pom poms. In this story she is still a cheerleader. Also, in my story there is no Lana/Whitney relationship. There isn't even any mention of a Whitney Fordman. The quote about the emotional minefield is from the episode Nicodemus. The song Chloe is singing in this story, is How Do I Get There? by Deana Carter.
Chapter 1
"Do you like Clark" Lana asked Chloe walking into the Torch office Thursday morning.
"Lana…huh?" Chloe responded confused.
"You know what I said. Do you like Clark?" Lana repeated.
"Wow, subtle is not in your vocabulary! But, the answer is yes, though he's a little 'preoccupied' as of late," Chloe answered, wondering if Lana would catch her hidden meaning.
I have a little business proposition for you, Chlo," Lana said mysteriously.
"I'm listening," Chloe replied wondering what Lana had in mind. If it has anything to do with getting her and Clark together, I'm out! Chloe thought.
"You like Clark, but he likes me. I like Lex, but Lex likes you…"
"Whoa," Chloe interrupted, "You like Lex Luthor? Did you actually say that Lex Luthor likes me?"
"Do I need to use smaller words? Yes, I, Lana Lang like Lex Luthor. Yes, Lex Luthor likes you, Chloe Sullivan. Can I finish my thought?" Lana asked a little aggravated
"Okay, okay. I'm interested. Please go on," Chloe said. Lana Lang and Lex Luthor? Lex likes me? Wow! How did those get by me?!? Chloe thought.
"Like I said, you like Clark, but Clark likes me. I like Lex, but Lex likes you. So, that poses a bit of a problem. Here's my little proposition, I help you get Clark if you help me get Lex," Lana explained her eyes sparkling.
"I expect you have an idea on how to accomplish this little 'proposition'?" Chloe asked inquisitively.
"Of course," Lana replied, no hint of doubt in her voice.
"Before Lana could explain further Clark walked into the office.
"Hey, Lana…hi, Chlo," Clark said, his eyes never leaving Lana.
At least Clark isn't totally ignoring me, Chloe thought as she and Lana said hi to Clark.
"Chloe, I'll talk to you later…ok?" Lana said cryptically.
"Alright Lana, later," Chloe responded upset with Clark and anxious about Lana's proposition all at the same time.
"Nell needs me to take some paperwork to Lex, so I've got to go," Lana said, winking at Chloe.
Chloe caught the double meaning. Not only would Lana get to be alone with Lex, but Chloe would be able to be alone with Clark. Chloe wanted so badly for Clark to feel about her like she did him, and she hoped Lana's plan would work. When Lana left Clark focused his dazzling smile on Chloe. Chloe felt herself blush like a lovesick school girl.
"Hey, Chlo! What's the story this week? Anything worthy of the wall of weird?"
"Nope, something much less dramatic. Kwan wants me to do an article on the new offices they are building in front of the school," Chloe responded.
Then, a great idea came into her head. "Will you help me write it? I'm at a blank for creative words to describe plaster."
"I'll always help you, Chlo. I have to do chores now, but I can help you tonight," Clark replied smiling.
"How about seven o'clock in your loft?" Chloe asked. I wish I were with him in his loft right now! she thought.
"Seven O'clock, Fortress of Solitude. Got it," Clark said turning to leave.
No! Don't leave! Chloe thought. "Clark, will you do me a favor? My dad has the car in Metropolis today, so I have to walk home. Will you walk with me?"
"I would love to walk the fair Chloe home," Clark said dramatically.
On their way out they passed Lana at cheerleading practice. Chloe couldn't help but notice the look in Clark's eye as they passed her. It wanted to scream at him "She doesn't like you, she likes Lex!" but she kept her mouth shut. With his eyes on Lana Clark wasn't watching where he was going. When he bumped into Chloe she mumbled, "Yeah, I'm still here!"
"Did you say something Chloe?" Clark asked, coming out of his trance now that Lana was out of view.
"No," Chloe said, turning on her most charming smile and hoping Clark couldn't tell it was fake.
She pretended to stumble and grabbed Clark's arm for support.
"I'm so clumsy," she said, not removing her hand. As long as he didn't pull away she would keep her hand right where it was!
Chloe started to sing under her breath, "How do I get there from here? How do I make you see? How do I tell you what my heart's been telling me? Los in your lovin' arms, that's where I wanna be. You know I love…" she cut off abruptly when she realized she was singing out loud.
"What are you singing? I couldn't recognize it," Clark said.
"Just a silly song," Chloe said breathing a sigh of relief.
"We're here. I'll see you tonight at seven, okay?" Clark asked.
"'Seven O'clock, Fortress of Solitude,'" Chloe said, repeating Clark's earlier words.
They smiled at each other as Chloe took her hand from Clark's arm. She felt ecstatic as she let herself into the house. Seven O'clock she thought How am I ever going to be able to wait so long?