Title: Small Details
Disclaimer: I do NOT, I repeat Do NOT own any of the characters form Smallville, this story is my own, bla bla…
And also to my friend, brother ((lol)) Himilcon, or should I say Hanibal Lector the stalker, for inspiration with Lana. ((wink wink))
Note: I read the reviews I got, and THANK YOU son much! I promise, the chapters will be longer!
Chapter 2:
Thoughts
As Lana made her way toward the bus she remembered how Whitney had given her rides to school. (not that she couldn't drive herself but…) Even though Whitney was gone, she did not miss him too much. The fact was, she didn't really love him. Whitney made her feel like she fit in at Smallville High.
It was Clark she really loved. But Clark was sort of a loner, and could never protect her like Whitney. Not protect as in strength. She knew Clark could tear Whitney limb from limb if he wanted, but he wouldn't he was just that way.
No, the fact was, nobody would dare bother the girlfriend of the star football player, not in a million years. When she was with Whitney, nobody would suspect Lana, sweet Lana Lang of being, a freak. No different than the fat sucking vampire or the heat sucking football player. If people found out what Lana really could do, then she would probably be put on Chloe's 'Wall Of Weird' or something.
Lana, ever since the meteor shower, had a strange ability to know exactly what other people were feeling, and why, even without talking to them. She was constantly reading emotions. She had tried to shut it out, but it wouldn't go away.
She knew everything, how Clark felt about her, and Chloe, and how he felt about her. That's partially why she wouldn't go out with Clark, he loved her so much, it frightened her that someone could love her so much.
Lana shuddered at the very thought.
TBC……….
OK, Yes I know, short, but I PROMISE, from now on, the chapters will be longer!
Disclaimer: I do NOT, I repeat Do NOT own any of the characters form Smallville, this story is my own, bla bla…
And also to my friend, brother ((lol)) Himilcon, or should I say Hanibal Lector the stalker, for inspiration with Lana. ((wink wink))
Note: I read the reviews I got, and THANK YOU son much! I promise, the chapters will be longer!
Chapter 2:
Thoughts
As Lana made her way toward the bus she remembered how Whitney had given her rides to school. (not that she couldn't drive herself but…) Even though Whitney was gone, she did not miss him too much. The fact was, she didn't really love him. Whitney made her feel like she fit in at Smallville High.
It was Clark she really loved. But Clark was sort of a loner, and could never protect her like Whitney. Not protect as in strength. She knew Clark could tear Whitney limb from limb if he wanted, but he wouldn't he was just that way.
No, the fact was, nobody would dare bother the girlfriend of the star football player, not in a million years. When she was with Whitney, nobody would suspect Lana, sweet Lana Lang of being, a freak. No different than the fat sucking vampire or the heat sucking football player. If people found out what Lana really could do, then she would probably be put on Chloe's 'Wall Of Weird' or something.
Lana, ever since the meteor shower, had a strange ability to know exactly what other people were feeling, and why, even without talking to them. She was constantly reading emotions. She had tried to shut it out, but it wouldn't go away.
She knew everything, how Clark felt about her, and Chloe, and how he felt about her. That's partially why she wouldn't go out with Clark, he loved her so much, it frightened her that someone could love her so much.
Lana shuddered at the very thought.
TBC……….
OK, Yes I know, short, but I PROMISE, from now on, the chapters will be longer!