Just So You Know A Journal

by Oceanic815

Clark rights his feelings for Lana in a Journal. When he's done putting every last thought he wants to in there he is going to use it to break her heart. ATTENTION- ALL LANA HATERS! READ NOW! You will absolutely love the lana bashing. Chlark!

1. Chapter 1

A/N: Heyy!! Thanks 4 readin' you guys. I hope you enjoy the lana hatingness!! I know i enjoyed writing it ! Sorry about the short first chapter. It is a journal and Clark is superman he cant have a lot of time to be writing in the journal he writes what he wants and thats all!!

Thank you JateSkateFate815 for your support while writing! 3

Disclaimer: I dont own Smallville or any of the Characters! Even though I want to own Clark Kent/Tom Welling!! 333

I sat next to Lana this entire year.

Oh. The agony.

Sometimes, I just want to, ugh, throw her against a wall! Okay, well maybe that's a little drastic but I could if I really wanted to.

She just smiled at me. Look at her. She is completely and utterly hideous. I thought she was pretty? Maybe she is, but now that I've seen the inside, I probably see that when I look at the outside.

I throw a smirk back at her and I don't think she got the hint. She is still as dumb as ever. Looking at me, to see what she should do next. Does she even have a brain? Sometimes I don't think so. Can she not think for herself?

Well, I think maybe we should stop talking about her, for fire might "accidentally" fly from my eyes and send her hair into flames. We wouldn't want that now, would we? Would we…?

I sat in my chair and thought about that question for a second. Then I figured that might not be such a good idea.

I haven't told her we are through yet. I guess there is still a part of me that doesn't want me hurting, even though I hate to say it, but I love Chloe now, and that's all there is to it. Why did I realize she was the woman for me, before I started a relationship with Lana? I don't know really… I was young, to young to see what I was wasting my time on.

Did I ever love her? I think I liked her because she lived next door and I could se her changing in her room through my telescope. The love I thought I was feeling was probably just my hormones telling me what to feel.

I have finally come up with a good plan to break Miss. Langs heart. I think I have perfected, I am at the point where I am know what I am going to say by heart. If someone said to me what I plan on saying to her, I think it could even rip my heart to shreds.

By the way, that feeling for her, the one about not wanting her to get hurt, went out the window with out relationship.