A/N: I wrote this one a while ago, and never got it typed... post-Fever but before Lana snoops on Chloe's computer... making Lana's views are different than the ones on Rosetta... Enjoy...
Masquerading
By S. Ann Smith
Prologue:Enter the Masquerade
'I am the girl of your dreams, masquerading as your best friend.'
Lana's dark eyes scanned over the words written on a lights purple paper, once crumpled on the floor.She straightened out the angry wrinkles and carefully folded Chloe's words, and slipping them into her pocket
Lana felt a mixed wave of understanding and compassion sweep over her. Chloe liked Clark. But her and Clark were involved-thus cutting Chloe out of Clark's romantic life... if Clark even had a romantic life... And Chloe could possibly blame her for the cutting out. Couldn't she? And more importantly- would she? Lana swallowed down the realizations running through her head. She couln't believe that she was fighting the urge to hug and console Chloe-then Chloe would know that she knows, while at the same time yell and scream at Clark for being so ignorant (but she couldn't do that to Clark) and possibly jump off the Smallville Dam if she had enough time.
She sighed, standing up, box of charity stuff in hand, , folded paper in her pocket, adn walked out of the Torch office.
She'll sort it all out. Soon everything will be alright.
Soon was too long a wait.
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