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Chapter Three

Chloe was laughing harder than she had in a while. Jimmy had called her to a carnival in Grandville. So far, she had been on six rides, had had two things of cotton candy, and she had thrown up once. She was having the time of her life. And Jimmy was great. He really was. He was funny, and charming in a dorky sort of way, and he had not been kidding about being a romantic. He was really sweet. She liked him.

Jimmy ran up and grabbed her hand.

"Where are we going?" she asked as they ran like two idiots who had no control over their legs.

"We…are making a memory." He said, spreading his hands wide like a magician when he revealed his newly materialized elephant.

Chloe looked where he was motioning.

"A photo booth?"

Jimmy chuckled. He was cute when he chuckled. It emphasized his dimples.

"C'mon Sullivan. Don't be so cynical, have a little fun."

Chloe put down her Cotton Candy and followed him into the photo booth.

The rest of the day was amazing. Chloe told Jimmy all about Smallville and meteor freaks, and all of the times she had almost died. She looked at his pictures and he read her articles. They were clicking fast. Maybe this was what it was supposed to be like, meeting the right person. Chloe had to say that it was definitely the best first date ever. And it was not even over yet.

Jimmy found Chloe hiding in one of the tents, the one the fortuneteller had used before going on her break. Actually, Chloe was looking for some sort of story, but saying she was hiding was less embarrassing. Jimmy saw through it, though.

"You don't ever take a day off, do you?" he asked.

Chloe smiled, "What can I say, I know what I want, and I go for it."

"I like that about you." He said, smiling. Nervously, he stepped toward her, and then, he kissed her. She smiled up at him with those amazing eyes that he had fallen so hard for.

Chloe looked at him staring at her. Clark had never looked at her like that, not once. He had never looked at her like she was…beautiful. Smart, sure, a good friend, absolutely, but never beautiful. But Jimmy liked her, she could tell. He wanted to be with her. Maybe Jimmy was supposed to be the real thing for her, the famous "one." Jimmy could give her what Clark never could, because he wanted her, and Clark did not. She stepped in towards him and kissed him again, deepening it this time so it was a little less PG. Next thing she knew, she had pushed him onto Madame Cassandra's table of mystery. She kept kissing him harder and harder, and then she began undoing his belt.

"Whoa, um, are you sure?" he asked.

She nodded. He stroked her cheek, "Do you have…?"

Jimmy produced condoms from his pocket, "I may be a gentleman, but I am also a boy in high school." Chloe laughed. "You have a great laugh." Jimmy said, finally feeling comfortable enough to let her know what he had been thinking since he had first seen her. He wanted her to know how much he liked her, and how amazing she was.

"You already have a free pass to sex with me, you don't need to say stuff like that."

"I know I don't need to, that's why I'm saying it." Chloe smiled, "It's because you're beautiful."

She kissed him again and took his shirt off; he did the same for her, and after some awkward maneuvering, they were naked, and on top of each other.

"At the risk of losing the modicum of coolness I may have in your eyes, you should know I've never done this before." Jimmy said.

"Shh." Chloe whispered. She had never done it before either, but she knew it would be right. It would be right because he thought she was beautiful.