Love is Unaware
It was a beautiful spring day in Smallville. The birds were singing happily, the sun was shining brightly, and once again, Clark Kent was doing farm chores. His mom, Martha Kent, was inside, baking brownies. His dad, Jonathan Kent, was at the bank. Clark, on the other hand, was outside, feeding the cows. He was almost done, but then he needed to fix the gate leading to his house. After about ten minutes, Clark was done, with the help of his super speed and super strength, of course. Inside, Martha was finished with the brownies. Clark went inside to get a drink.
"Hey mom," Clark said while opening the fridge door and pouring himself a glass of water.
"Hi, Clark, do you want some brownies fresh from the oven?" Martha asked Clark as he closed the fridge door.
"Of course! How could I resist food that the greatest cook in the world baked!?" Clark exclaimed while taking two.
"Well, you've got a point there," Martha smiled as the kitchen door opened and Jonathan came in.
"I smelled those brownies all the way from the car," Jonathan said while taking a brownie. They all smiled at this comment.
"I'll be up at the loft if you need me," Clark said while finishing the second brownie.
"Okay, son, take care," Jonathan replied.
In the Loft
Ever since Clark was little, the loft always has been a safe haven for him. Clark gazed up at the stars when he heard a car come up through the drive way. Clark knew it was Lana. He kept on gazing at the stars, pretending not to notice her.
Lana stepped out of her car and saw the light on in the loft and knew that Clark was there. She walked towards the loft and up the stairs. She saw Clark gazing up at the stars.
"Hi, Clark," Clark quickly turned around, finding himself face to face with Lana.
"Lana, hey, what are you doing here...not that I don't like the company."
"I don't know, I guess I came over cuz I was bored…is that ok?"
"Yeah, of course. I can never get enough of hanging out with my friend." It killed Clark having to say the word 'friend', but she's still going out with Whitney, so he had to get used to it…or so he thought.
"Thanks, Clark." 'Friends, I guess that's all we'll ever be, and plus, I'm with Whitney! Whitney, Whitney, Whitney! Not Clark!' Lana thought to herself while taking a seat on the red couch. Clark followed her. There was an awkward silence, so Lana thought she'd break it.
"So, um, are you going to the spring dance on Friday?"
"Dunno, are you?" 'I really wanna ask her to be my date, but Whitney already did,' Clark thought.
Yeah, I'm going with Whitney."
"Oh, right." Clark mumbled.
"You should go Clark, it'll be fun." Lana said hoping he'd agree.
"I'll think about it."
"Ok, well, I'm gonna go, see ya at school tomorrow?
"Yeah, I'll see ya tomorrow…bye, Lana."
"Bye."
Lana went down the stairs and out of the barn. She hopped in her car and drove away. Clark watched as the car disappeared. Clark's eyes filled with anger and pain. It was as if his heart was being torn out and stepped on. 'Why Whitney?' He though to himself while looking up at the stars.
Next Day in High school
Clark walked into the Torch and as usual, Chloe was at the computer, typing an article.
"Hey, Chloe," Clark said as he took a seat. Then, he gave a huge sigh.
"Hey, Clark." After about two minutes, Chloe looked up to find Clark slouching in a chair with a sad face.
"Lana problems again?"
"Mhmm, how'd you know?"
"I dunno, it just seems like every day you have a 'Lana problem', and the long face helped a little. So, what's up?"
"I wanted to ask Lana to be my date for the dance, but Whitney already asked her."
"Clark, you know there are other…" just before Chloe could finish her sentence, the bell rang.
"Sorry, Chloe, but I gotta get to class. Catch up with you later," and with that, Clark ran out of the Torch and to class.
"Clark, why can't you see what's right in front of you….me…" Chloe whispered to herself then went back to working on her article.
Clark was at his locker putting his books away when Pete walked up to him.
"Hey, Pete."
"Hey Clark, what's with the long face. Wait, let me guess….Lana?" Clark nodded as Lana walked up to them.
"Hey guys!"
"Hey!" Clark and Pete both said in unison.
"Hey, Lana, you goin' to the dance tomorrow?" Pete asked looking at Clark with a smile on his face. Clark noticed this and quickly looked the other way.
"Yeah, with Whitney."
"Oh," was all Pete said, now know why Clark was so sad.
"Well, I'm goin' with 'The Erica Sanders'." Pete stated excitedly.
"Wow, way to go Pete."
"Yeah, well you know how the ladies can't resist Pete Ross," Pete smiled, "gotta go, catch up with you guys later," Pete walked down the hall to Erica and started talking to her.
"That's Pete for ya!" Clark laughed.
"Yeah…so, did you make up your mind about the dance yet?" Lana asked, looking at Clark.
Clark, looking down at his shoes replied, "Yeah, I guess I'll go."
Lana smiled, "Trust me Clark, it'll be fun. Well, I gotta get to class, bye," Lana then disappeared into a classroom. Clark gave a long sight then entered a classroom.
Next Day after School
Clark cam home from school and threw his backpack on the couch in the living room.
"Hi, honey, how was your day?" Martha asked.
"Same as usual."
"Oh, that's good, I guess."
"I heard there was a dance tonight, are you going?" Jonathan asked.
"Yeah, I guess so."
"So, who are you going with?" Martha curiously asked.
"Mom, are you prying? And if you wanted to know, I'm going alone," stated Clark while eating an apple.
"Well, I'm outside if you need me, those cows aren't gonna feed themselves." Jonathan went out the door.
"Hey mom, I'm gonna go to the Talon. Be back before the dance, bye."
"Ok, have fun sweetie," with that, Clark super sped to the Talon.
The Talon
Clark entered the Talon. He noticed Lex sitting at a table drinking his coffee, so he walked over to him.
"Hey, Lex, what's up?" Clark said while taking a seat.
"Hey, Clark, not too much, you?"
"I'm hangin' in there, so how's everything at the mansion?"
"Everything's good. A little bird told me that there's a dance tonight?" Lex stated as Lana walked over, including herself into the conversation.
"Well, the little bird is correct. Hey, Clark, can I get you something?"
"No, thanks, I'm all set." Clark smiled.
"So, Clark, taking anyone special?" Lex asked looking over at Lana.
"No…I'm going alone." Clark answered, looking downwards.
"Oh, well, how 'bout you Lana?"
"I'm going with Whitney."
"Oh, the quarterback." Lex stated, unimpressed.
"Yeah…well, I gotta get back to work, see ya guys later." Lana said, taking one final look at Clark, and then walking back to the counter. Behind the counter, Lana was looking at Clark the whole time. 'Why can't I stop thinking about him for just one second!?' She thought to herself.
"The quarterback got to her first...again." Lex took another sip of his coffee.
"Lex, I'm gonna have to move on, she obviously really likes Whitney, and I don't wanna get in the way of that." Clark sadly mumbled.
"Okay, okay, but if I were you, I'd go for it." Lex then walked out of the Talon. 'Maybe Lex is right…no, I don't want to interfere in Lana's and Whitney's relationship.' Clark walked up to the counter where Lana was.
"Hey Lana, I'm gonna go get ready for the dance, see ya there."
"Yeah, but Clark, you have like two hours left." Lana laughed.
"Yeah, I know, but I wanna look perfect." Clark smiled.
"Okay, see ya there."
"Bye, Lana." Clark gazed into her beautiful hazel eyes.
"Bye." Lana gazed back into his bluish grayish eyes, not able to turn away, but, then Clark turned around and walked out of the Talon.