1 All that I want, all that I hate
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Three was a terrible year for the boys, Martha thought. They had just met each other, so she really couldn't blame them for all the fights. The fights hadn't been too bad. In fact the worst it got was probably the ever- famous power ranger fight.
After the boy went to their corners, Martha went to investigate. And- no- the blue ranger was not broken. As it turned out, Tommy had a bit of a lying problem. They had gone to a specialist for it, and Tom learned to stop.
So far the Kents had been very proud of their boys. They had been the best of friends all through elementary and middle school. Tommy had been very good to Clark even though he… Clark had his share of problems, and Tommy was very supportive.
Today was their first day of high school and the boys were anything but nervous. "Clark, come on! We're going to miss the bus!"
"Coming, coming. Hold on."
"Your hair isn't going to get any better. I don't want to be late again." Tom yelled at his brother. Boy was he a pain in the ass.
"You go ahead."
"Mommmmmmmmmmmmmmmm! Clark is going to use his speed to go to school!"
Martha smiled. "It's okay, Tommy. You go ahead and go to school."
Tom gave up and walked to the bus. "If he gets caught I'm not going to help his sorry ass." He mumbled. He sat down behind his two friends, Chloe and Pete. He had always thought Chloe was kind of hot but she liked Clark. Go figure. Not like it mattered. Clark liked Lana Lang. Not like she even knew he existed.
"Hey, man. Where's Clark?" Pete asked. Not like they would care if he wasn't there. Pete was Clarks best friend. Chloe was Clark's best friend. Tommy was Clark's best friend. Nobody was Tommy's best friend. But jealousy would get him nowhere.
"He took an early ride to school this morning, with Dad. He should be there already."
"Clark hardly takes the bus anymore. He's always there early yet he can never make a coffee date on time" Chloe added.
"Yeah. Heh, that crazy guy."
*@*
Tom walked through the halls of his new school and out into the front, where he saw his brother gawking over Lana, again. He smiled. He was finally going to make his brother jealous of him. Not the other way around.
He walked over to Lana and her group of cheerleading buds. "Hey, Lana."
"Tommy! Hey. We were just talking about you." Tommy… he hated that name. But everybody insisted on calling him that. At least they thought of him. "Because your brother keeps staring at us. Is he always this weird?"
Of course. Why would they think of Tommy is it wasn't about his special brother. "Always."
Even though Tom was more easy going, more polite, and much cutter, everybody always fell for the Clark Kent charm.
A/N: Thanks for reviewing. Don't forget to do it again =)
Three was a terrible year for the boys, Martha thought. They had just met each other, so she really couldn't blame them for all the fights. The fights hadn't been too bad. In fact the worst it got was probably the ever- famous power ranger fight.
After the boy went to their corners, Martha went to investigate. And- no- the blue ranger was not broken. As it turned out, Tommy had a bit of a lying problem. They had gone to a specialist for it, and Tom learned to stop.
So far the Kents had been very proud of their boys. They had been the best of friends all through elementary and middle school. Tommy had been very good to Clark even though he… Clark had his share of problems, and Tommy was very supportive.
Today was their first day of high school and the boys were anything but nervous. "Clark, come on! We're going to miss the bus!"
"Coming, coming. Hold on."
"Your hair isn't going to get any better. I don't want to be late again." Tom yelled at his brother. Boy was he a pain in the ass.
"You go ahead."
"Mommmmmmmmmmmmmmmm! Clark is going to use his speed to go to school!"
Martha smiled. "It's okay, Tommy. You go ahead and go to school."
Tom gave up and walked to the bus. "If he gets caught I'm not going to help his sorry ass." He mumbled. He sat down behind his two friends, Chloe and Pete. He had always thought Chloe was kind of hot but she liked Clark. Go figure. Not like it mattered. Clark liked Lana Lang. Not like she even knew he existed.
"Hey, man. Where's Clark?" Pete asked. Not like they would care if he wasn't there. Pete was Clarks best friend. Chloe was Clark's best friend. Tommy was Clark's best friend. Nobody was Tommy's best friend. But jealousy would get him nowhere.
"He took an early ride to school this morning, with Dad. He should be there already."
"Clark hardly takes the bus anymore. He's always there early yet he can never make a coffee date on time" Chloe added.
"Yeah. Heh, that crazy guy."
*@*
Tom walked through the halls of his new school and out into the front, where he saw his brother gawking over Lana, again. He smiled. He was finally going to make his brother jealous of him. Not the other way around.
He walked over to Lana and her group of cheerleading buds. "Hey, Lana."
"Tommy! Hey. We were just talking about you." Tommy… he hated that name. But everybody insisted on calling him that. At least they thought of him. "Because your brother keeps staring at us. Is he always this weird?"
Of course. Why would they think of Tommy is it wasn't about his special brother. "Always."
Even though Tom was more easy going, more polite, and much cutter, everybody always fell for the Clark Kent charm.