Lana leaned on the hood of her car, in the middle of a meadow. Every once
and a while she checked her watch, then held it up to her ear to make sure
it was still working. Soon she heard the familiar rumble of Clark's old
blue pickup.
"Lana, what are you doing here?" Clark tried to act surprised, but he wasn't sure if she could see through it or not.
"Lex said to meet him here for business. Strange place to do business don't you think?" her lips turned up into a giggling smile.
"I'll say." He ran his fingers through his hair. "I thought you had volunteering tonight."
"Weirdest thing. Some guy took over my shift," she folded her arms.
"Weirder things have happened in Smallville," Clark kidded.
"Yeah, I guess you're right," she laughed. "Actually, today has been pretty normal."
"See, now that's weird," he jested.
"Hey, why are you here Clark?"
"Same reason as you I guess. Lex said to be here, told me it was important," he said, trying not to sound rehearsed.
"Oh. So we just stand around and wait then?" Lana shuffled her feet in the grass.
"I have a blanket in the back of my truck." Clark offered.
"That'd be nice," she grinned.
Clark raced around to the bed of the truck and emerged with a red plaid blanket. He spread it down neatly on the grass below them. "There we go," he said as he sat, Lana joining him.
"That's one thing that I love about Smallville," she sighed and looked up at the sky.
"What?"
"The stars.you can see all the stars."
"Yeah, they're really beautiful." Clark never took his eyes off Lana.
"I'm starting to think that Lex Luthor won't show up," she glanced around the open field. Then, before Clark could open his mouth, a soft piece of classic music floated through the calm night air. Lana shot a confused look at Clark, which he returned.
"You think it's a set up?" he asked.
"I believe it is," she stood up. "You know, Lex once asked if I thought I was with the wrong guy. He said, one chucked footballs and the other saved lives."
"Do you think he's right?"
"I think that you're a very special person Clark, with a good heart," was her reply. Leave it to Lana to side step a question. Clark let it go and accepted the compliment, if nothing it was a good sign.
"I never did get that dance Lana," he smiled, thinking of the many daydreams he had of saying that very sentence.
"Well, now is your chance Clark," she placed one hand in his on and the other his shoulder.
"That's all I'm asking for.a chance," he whispered softly and took her into his arms.
"Lana, what are you doing here?" Clark tried to act surprised, but he wasn't sure if she could see through it or not.
"Lex said to meet him here for business. Strange place to do business don't you think?" her lips turned up into a giggling smile.
"I'll say." He ran his fingers through his hair. "I thought you had volunteering tonight."
"Weirdest thing. Some guy took over my shift," she folded her arms.
"Weirder things have happened in Smallville," Clark kidded.
"Yeah, I guess you're right," she laughed. "Actually, today has been pretty normal."
"See, now that's weird," he jested.
"Hey, why are you here Clark?"
"Same reason as you I guess. Lex said to be here, told me it was important," he said, trying not to sound rehearsed.
"Oh. So we just stand around and wait then?" Lana shuffled her feet in the grass.
"I have a blanket in the back of my truck." Clark offered.
"That'd be nice," she grinned.
Clark raced around to the bed of the truck and emerged with a red plaid blanket. He spread it down neatly on the grass below them. "There we go," he said as he sat, Lana joining him.
"That's one thing that I love about Smallville," she sighed and looked up at the sky.
"What?"
"The stars.you can see all the stars."
"Yeah, they're really beautiful." Clark never took his eyes off Lana.
"I'm starting to think that Lex Luthor won't show up," she glanced around the open field. Then, before Clark could open his mouth, a soft piece of classic music floated through the calm night air. Lana shot a confused look at Clark, which he returned.
"You think it's a set up?" he asked.
"I believe it is," she stood up. "You know, Lex once asked if I thought I was with the wrong guy. He said, one chucked footballs and the other saved lives."
"Do you think he's right?"
"I think that you're a very special person Clark, with a good heart," was her reply. Leave it to Lana to side step a question. Clark let it go and accepted the compliment, if nothing it was a good sign.
"I never did get that dance Lana," he smiled, thinking of the many daydreams he had of saying that very sentence.
"Well, now is your chance Clark," she placed one hand in his on and the other his shoulder.
"That's all I'm asking for.a chance," he whispered softly and took her into his arms.