A/N: Today's Friday, rejoice readers! Anyways, I'm still trying to sort of
this whole coherent story thing that people keep telling me about. Okay,
if there a single ' before and after words, it's a thought. If there's a "
it's a quote. I hope that makes things easier, I really am trying guys.
*Snickers*
Clark and Diana strolled slowly down the sidewalk on their way to the Talon. They talked about anything and everything. Stupid stuff. They both laughed at each other. They both lied to each other, too. Clark had his secrets to protect. So did Diana. That didn't mean they couldn't be friends. Maybe more?
Clark was smiling widely at Diana. "So you're saying that you don't like the Three Stooges? Are you even human?"
Diana mock punched him. "I'm saying that not all of the Stooges were funny. Jeez, I liked Curly and Moe. Larry reminds me too much of my old Health teacher." Diana slowly allowed her path to collide with Clark's. She wasn't trying to be overtly flirty or anything. It was just really damn cold outside and Clark was radiating heat like a blast furnace. Diana shivered lightly. She tried to hide it though; she was determined not to be a lady in distress.
In a blur of movement Diana felt warm fabric cover her naked arms. Clark had shrugged out of his fleece-lined jacket and wrapped it protectively around her. Diana chuckled. This was so noble. This was so, 'Clark Kent'. "Thanks Clark, you're quite the gentleman. I'll bet the ladies go nuts for you."
Clark looked down at his feet. "Not really. I've never, ah, I've never really had a girlfriend before. I have a lot of friends who are girls, but they don't ever really look at me like that. Like a real guy, a man. For the longest time, I had this crush on Chloe, but she seemed so interested in someone else. She was my first kiss too." Clark blushed when Diana smiled at him.
"I think it's sweet that your best friend gave you your first kiss. So Clark, you're in pretty good shape and you're a really intelligent, sweet guy. If you don't have a girlfriend then do you, you know?" Diana wriggled her eyebrows at him. "Bat for the other team? Mow the other side of the grass? You know, watch a lot of Will and Grace? I completely support someone being homosexual. I believe that it's each person's own choice, screw what everyone else thinks." Diana tried her best not to crackup at his reaction.
Clark whipped his head at her so fast he didn't see the magazine rack in front of him. "Diana I'm not." Clark couldn't finish his sentence because he tripped over a magazine rack and smacked his head on the ground.
Diana felt like she was going to burst. The event that had just occurred was so completely 'Stoogian.' One minute Clark's right beside her, the next he's gone. He just dropped right out of her line of sight. Diana tried valiantly, but seconds later burst out laughing. Her laughs turned into hick-ups; the look on Clark's face was killing her. It was somewhere between anger and bewilderment. "Clark, are you okay?" She laughed again.
Clark desperately tried to remain cool, but he started to laugh too. Soon, both teens were on the ground laughing at each other. Even though they were sitting on a dirty sidewalk, they didn't care. Clark suddenly realized that Diana looked even cuter when she was laughing like a jackass. He smiled at her. She smiled back.
The laughter died quickly and was replaced by seductive looks. Clark tried to be a man and initiate the kiss, but he just couldn't do it. He wasn't the 'go getter' type of person. Diana picked up on that and smiled. She winked and wiggled her finger at him. "Come here, klutz."
Clark smiled and moved closer to her. He tightly closed his eyes and waited. Precious seconds streamed by as Clark closed the gap between their lips. Diana almost whimpered; she wanted to kiss him so badly. Clark's lips were less then an inch away from Diana's when a shrill car horn broke the silence of the small street.
"Wha?" Diana quietly cursed when she saw who was approaching. Clark agreed. He got up and helped Diana to her feet. "Hi Lana, what's with the horn? It's late." Clark tried to keep the anger out of his voice. He was still pissed about Lana throwing that baseball right at Diana's head, not to mention the interruption of his first intentional kiss.
"Oh, sorry. I didn't mean to break up what you were doing." Diana rolled her eyes at that comment. Lana continued. "I was just heading to check up on the Talon before going to bed. Looks like you two are getting friendly. Care to join me for coffee?" Lana smiled and looked at Diana. "No hard feelings?"
Diana smiled forcefully. She held out her hand. "Sure Lana, no hard feelings." Once the petite ex-cheer leader grasped her hand, Diana squeezed hard. She wasn't going to break Lana's hand, though she easily could, she was just going to remind her of who the stronger woman was.
Lana's face was turning red. 'Who does this bitch think she is? Trying to break my hand right in front of MY Clark? Oh no, she is not going to get away with this shit. Damn, my hand's gonna break in a minute.' Lana smiled sweetly as her thoughts uttered curse after curse at Diana.
Clark saw Lana's pained expression. "You know what Lana? I think I should just take Diana home; she's had a long day today. Classes and all. Rain check?" Clark didn't bother smiling at Lana; that was a first.
Lana gasped when Diana released her hand. "Sure Clark, how about a ride home? You left your truck at home today, so it's not any trouble. What do you say Diana?"
Diana smiled. "Sure Lana, thanks." She could feel anger welling up inside her. 'Who the hell does this Lana chick think she is? Telling me to stay away from Clark and then trying to knock me out with a damn ball. I gave you the benefit of the doubt bitch, now, you're going down.' While Lana and Diana smiled sweetly at each other they all piled into Lana's aunt's truck.
The ride to the Kent Farm started off as a quiet one. Clark sat in the middle of the two girls and felt the animosity passing back-and-forth between them. Clark, always trying to look on the bright side, spoke up. "Hey Lana, you didn't really mean to hit Diana with that ball today, did you?"
Lana looked over at him and inadvertently rubbed the bruise on her head. "Of course not Clark. How could you say that? I'd never hurt someone on purpose. I believe there's already too much violence in the world." Even Clark rolled his eyes at that comment.
Diana laughed out loud. "I'm sorry, I agree. I really didn't mean to smack you in the head with the ball you threw. How's your head anyway?"
Lana smiled painfully. "Pounding. I wish I had something with me."
Diana reached into her backpack. She tossed Lana a bottle of Excedrin. "Here ya go. Keep'um, I'll bet you get hurt a lot." Diana flashed a smile and played innocent.
Lana sneered. "Thanks." She shook her head and turned her attention back to navigating down the dirt road.
Clark felt like he was watching a tennis match. His head moved back and forth waiting for each insult and come back. He desperately tried to steer the conversation back into a more civil tone. "Wow Diana, that's good thinking keeping Excedrin in your bag."
Diana smiled at the blushing farm boy. "Semper paratus, Clark. 'Always be prepared.' I'm a girl scout at heart." She smiled again and held Clark's hand. Lana was watching from the corner of her eye.
Clark tried to keep them both happy. "You know, Lana knows Latin too, don't you Lana?" Clark smiled at her, but she gave him a bored expression and shrugged.
"A little."
Clark smiled wider. "Aw, she's just shy. We had this history report to give and she recited her whole report in Latin. Only our History teacher understood her, but Mr. Hamm said she did really well."
Lana shot him a glare. "Clark! I'm sure Diana doesn't want to hear how incredibly smart I am. I'll bet she doesn't care that I've read 'War and Peace' and 'Atlas Shrugged' in the same day. She's probably more interested in makeup and the latest Josh Hartnett movie. Huh Diana?"
"You know what, Lana? Why don't you kiss my-"
Before Diana could finish, Lana chirped in. "Ah, you're home. Bye Diana." She waited until Diana hopped out. Then she looked at Clark. "I'll see you tomorrow." Lana leaned over and kissed him on the cheek. Any other day, Clark would have blushed as red as a tomato, but today he jerked away.
"Yeah, bye Lana." Clark and Diana hurried away from Lana. They both laughed as Clark tripped again before heading inside of the house.
Lana watched them enter the farmhouse laughing. After they were inside, she slammed her head against the steering wheel and almost blacked out. "Ow, my fuckin' head!" On the way home, Lana continued to curse, using words that would make a hardened sailor blush like a schoolgirl. She definitely had a darker side. Diana would be facing it soon.
A/N: Okay folks, I'd just like to take a second to thank the wonderful and talented 'DEANZ' for agreeing to beta the crap out of my stories. I read your reviews and your right, Lana and Chloe are out of character. That will be explained, turned around, and packaged for your reading pleasure.
Have a good weekend kids,
-I. Savant
Clark and Diana strolled slowly down the sidewalk on their way to the Talon. They talked about anything and everything. Stupid stuff. They both laughed at each other. They both lied to each other, too. Clark had his secrets to protect. So did Diana. That didn't mean they couldn't be friends. Maybe more?
Clark was smiling widely at Diana. "So you're saying that you don't like the Three Stooges? Are you even human?"
Diana mock punched him. "I'm saying that not all of the Stooges were funny. Jeez, I liked Curly and Moe. Larry reminds me too much of my old Health teacher." Diana slowly allowed her path to collide with Clark's. She wasn't trying to be overtly flirty or anything. It was just really damn cold outside and Clark was radiating heat like a blast furnace. Diana shivered lightly. She tried to hide it though; she was determined not to be a lady in distress.
In a blur of movement Diana felt warm fabric cover her naked arms. Clark had shrugged out of his fleece-lined jacket and wrapped it protectively around her. Diana chuckled. This was so noble. This was so, 'Clark Kent'. "Thanks Clark, you're quite the gentleman. I'll bet the ladies go nuts for you."
Clark looked down at his feet. "Not really. I've never, ah, I've never really had a girlfriend before. I have a lot of friends who are girls, but they don't ever really look at me like that. Like a real guy, a man. For the longest time, I had this crush on Chloe, but she seemed so interested in someone else. She was my first kiss too." Clark blushed when Diana smiled at him.
"I think it's sweet that your best friend gave you your first kiss. So Clark, you're in pretty good shape and you're a really intelligent, sweet guy. If you don't have a girlfriend then do you, you know?" Diana wriggled her eyebrows at him. "Bat for the other team? Mow the other side of the grass? You know, watch a lot of Will and Grace? I completely support someone being homosexual. I believe that it's each person's own choice, screw what everyone else thinks." Diana tried her best not to crackup at his reaction.
Clark whipped his head at her so fast he didn't see the magazine rack in front of him. "Diana I'm not." Clark couldn't finish his sentence because he tripped over a magazine rack and smacked his head on the ground.
Diana felt like she was going to burst. The event that had just occurred was so completely 'Stoogian.' One minute Clark's right beside her, the next he's gone. He just dropped right out of her line of sight. Diana tried valiantly, but seconds later burst out laughing. Her laughs turned into hick-ups; the look on Clark's face was killing her. It was somewhere between anger and bewilderment. "Clark, are you okay?" She laughed again.
Clark desperately tried to remain cool, but he started to laugh too. Soon, both teens were on the ground laughing at each other. Even though they were sitting on a dirty sidewalk, they didn't care. Clark suddenly realized that Diana looked even cuter when she was laughing like a jackass. He smiled at her. She smiled back.
The laughter died quickly and was replaced by seductive looks. Clark tried to be a man and initiate the kiss, but he just couldn't do it. He wasn't the 'go getter' type of person. Diana picked up on that and smiled. She winked and wiggled her finger at him. "Come here, klutz."
Clark smiled and moved closer to her. He tightly closed his eyes and waited. Precious seconds streamed by as Clark closed the gap between their lips. Diana almost whimpered; she wanted to kiss him so badly. Clark's lips were less then an inch away from Diana's when a shrill car horn broke the silence of the small street.
"Wha?" Diana quietly cursed when she saw who was approaching. Clark agreed. He got up and helped Diana to her feet. "Hi Lana, what's with the horn? It's late." Clark tried to keep the anger out of his voice. He was still pissed about Lana throwing that baseball right at Diana's head, not to mention the interruption of his first intentional kiss.
"Oh, sorry. I didn't mean to break up what you were doing." Diana rolled her eyes at that comment. Lana continued. "I was just heading to check up on the Talon before going to bed. Looks like you two are getting friendly. Care to join me for coffee?" Lana smiled and looked at Diana. "No hard feelings?"
Diana smiled forcefully. She held out her hand. "Sure Lana, no hard feelings." Once the petite ex-cheer leader grasped her hand, Diana squeezed hard. She wasn't going to break Lana's hand, though she easily could, she was just going to remind her of who the stronger woman was.
Lana's face was turning red. 'Who does this bitch think she is? Trying to break my hand right in front of MY Clark? Oh no, she is not going to get away with this shit. Damn, my hand's gonna break in a minute.' Lana smiled sweetly as her thoughts uttered curse after curse at Diana.
Clark saw Lana's pained expression. "You know what Lana? I think I should just take Diana home; she's had a long day today. Classes and all. Rain check?" Clark didn't bother smiling at Lana; that was a first.
Lana gasped when Diana released her hand. "Sure Clark, how about a ride home? You left your truck at home today, so it's not any trouble. What do you say Diana?"
Diana smiled. "Sure Lana, thanks." She could feel anger welling up inside her. 'Who the hell does this Lana chick think she is? Telling me to stay away from Clark and then trying to knock me out with a damn ball. I gave you the benefit of the doubt bitch, now, you're going down.' While Lana and Diana smiled sweetly at each other they all piled into Lana's aunt's truck.
The ride to the Kent Farm started off as a quiet one. Clark sat in the middle of the two girls and felt the animosity passing back-and-forth between them. Clark, always trying to look on the bright side, spoke up. "Hey Lana, you didn't really mean to hit Diana with that ball today, did you?"
Lana looked over at him and inadvertently rubbed the bruise on her head. "Of course not Clark. How could you say that? I'd never hurt someone on purpose. I believe there's already too much violence in the world." Even Clark rolled his eyes at that comment.
Diana laughed out loud. "I'm sorry, I agree. I really didn't mean to smack you in the head with the ball you threw. How's your head anyway?"
Lana smiled painfully. "Pounding. I wish I had something with me."
Diana reached into her backpack. She tossed Lana a bottle of Excedrin. "Here ya go. Keep'um, I'll bet you get hurt a lot." Diana flashed a smile and played innocent.
Lana sneered. "Thanks." She shook her head and turned her attention back to navigating down the dirt road.
Clark felt like he was watching a tennis match. His head moved back and forth waiting for each insult and come back. He desperately tried to steer the conversation back into a more civil tone. "Wow Diana, that's good thinking keeping Excedrin in your bag."
Diana smiled at the blushing farm boy. "Semper paratus, Clark. 'Always be prepared.' I'm a girl scout at heart." She smiled again and held Clark's hand. Lana was watching from the corner of her eye.
Clark tried to keep them both happy. "You know, Lana knows Latin too, don't you Lana?" Clark smiled at her, but she gave him a bored expression and shrugged.
"A little."
Clark smiled wider. "Aw, she's just shy. We had this history report to give and she recited her whole report in Latin. Only our History teacher understood her, but Mr. Hamm said she did really well."
Lana shot him a glare. "Clark! I'm sure Diana doesn't want to hear how incredibly smart I am. I'll bet she doesn't care that I've read 'War and Peace' and 'Atlas Shrugged' in the same day. She's probably more interested in makeup and the latest Josh Hartnett movie. Huh Diana?"
"You know what, Lana? Why don't you kiss my-"
Before Diana could finish, Lana chirped in. "Ah, you're home. Bye Diana." She waited until Diana hopped out. Then she looked at Clark. "I'll see you tomorrow." Lana leaned over and kissed him on the cheek. Any other day, Clark would have blushed as red as a tomato, but today he jerked away.
"Yeah, bye Lana." Clark and Diana hurried away from Lana. They both laughed as Clark tripped again before heading inside of the house.
Lana watched them enter the farmhouse laughing. After they were inside, she slammed her head against the steering wheel and almost blacked out. "Ow, my fuckin' head!" On the way home, Lana continued to curse, using words that would make a hardened sailor blush like a schoolgirl. She definitely had a darker side. Diana would be facing it soon.
A/N: Okay folks, I'd just like to take a second to thank the wonderful and talented 'DEANZ' for agreeing to beta the crap out of my stories. I read your reviews and your right, Lana and Chloe are out of character. That will be explained, turned around, and packaged for your reading pleasure.
Have a good weekend kids,
-I. Savant