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ON WITH THE STORY!

Clark pulled up to the parking lot of "The Formal Life," and was astonished at what he saw. Both girls held at least 3 shopping bags apiece, and Chloe's knuckles were bleeding. Chloe also looked to have the beginnings of a shiner on her left eye. Lana was almost on the floor, rolling with laughter, and Chloe was just as bad. Clark put the Jeep into park, and he hopped out with a concerned expression on his face.

Lex sounded distressed. "Can we not leave you two alone for two hours? What the hell happened here?"

Chloe wiped the tears from her face. She put her arms around him and gave an enthusiastic kiss on his lips. "I just had another run-in with Miss Bimbo herself."

At Clark's questioning look, Lana stopped laughing to explain. "Heather and Chloe had a bit of a fight over a dress."

Clark shook his head. "Are we talking about the same Chloe? Chloe SULLIVAN got in a fight over some dress?"

Lex realized he was still held a death grip on Chloe, and disentangled himself. He looked at her amused face. "Are you okay?"

Chloe smiled. "From what Lana says, I have a mean right-hook." At his still troubled expression, she said, "Lex, I really am fine. Just a black eye and some sore knuckles. Let me tell you, it was worth it."

Lana nodded her agreement. "You should have seen the look on Heather's face when Chloe punched her IN the face. It was priceless." She looked on with satisfaction. "I'm so proud."

Clark finally started to grin. "It probably WAS well-deserved. There's something about that girl that I don't like."

Lana punched him in the arm. "Oh, you mean you don't like the blonde-hair, tight clothes wearing kind of girl?"

Clark drew his arm around Lana's waist. "Actually, I have a great catch already. I would be stupid to let her go."

Lana was touched. She impulsively kissed him. "Thanks, Clark. That really means a lot to me."

Chloe looked at Lex curiously. "And what did you think of Miss Bimbo?"

Lex smiled smugly. "She was . . . nice." At Chloe's expression, he smiled. "And had the same IQ as her shoe size."

Chloe rubbed her hands together in anticipation. "I can't wait to see how Richard will fix Miss Bimbo's face. Not a lot covers a black eye. And her poor knees!"

Lex groaned. "Did you happen to kick her in the knees?"

Chloe nodded happily. "No dress will cover those bruises. Too bad."

Clark herded them all to the Jeep. "Let's leave, before Heather decides to call the police on us."

Lana shook her head 'No.' "I don't think she will. She's too busy fixing her face. But we should get going anyway."

Chloe and Lana piled their bags into the Jeep, making sure to anchor them down so they wouldn't fly away. Then the girls gleefully jumped in.

Clark looked uneasily around, then pulled out of the parking lot. "I think this is the direction we came from."

Lana was busily searching through her purse for gum. After finding some, she offered it to the other three. Right below the gum was some sort of paper, with a phone number written on it. She read it, and decided to call it when she got home.

They searched for ten minutes, looking for the right community center in which their houses were located.

Chloe sighed, clearly exasperated. "What is it about men that they can't pull over and ask for directions?"

Following orders, Clark pulled into the next gas station he saw. Chloe hopped out and went inside. Seeing a man behind the counter, she asked, "Excuse me, could you tell me how to get to the Albright Community?"

The guy nodded. "Just keep going down this road you are on, and make a left at the next stop light. You can't miss it."

Chloe answered, "Thank you so much."

The guy looked hopeful. "Maybe I'll see you around sometime. My name's Jason."

Chloe had the strong urge to laugh in this guy's face. Little did he know that she already had someone.

'Whoa,' Chloe exclaimed to herself. When did I become a couple with Lex?

This soap opera that they were living in put so many twists and turns into her life, and she didn't appreciate it. Well, there was no reason to be mean to this guy who had just saved them probably 20 more minutes of being lost. She gave a rueful smile. "Well, my name's Chloe. Maybe we will meet again; I'm sure we'll get lost again. I'll see you later."

Going out to the Jeep, Chloe knew she needed to girl-talk with Lana. Both girls usually went off in their separate directions when it came to boys, but Chloe would really appreciate a fresh female look at her love life. Because she had no idea how to handle it herself.

Clark looked up expectantly when he saw Chloe come out. "Well, how do we get to our so-called home?"

She reported her findings, and they took off. Two minutes later, after being let in by the still pouty 'Bart', they were home.

Lex turned to Chloe. "Are you guys coming over?"

Chloe looked at her watch. "Well, it's 5:30. The invitation said to be there at 7:00, so I don't think so. We have to go home and get ready."

Lana laughed. "That's right, it takes us a while to beautify ourselves."

Clark shrugged. "You're always beautiful to me."

Lana felt herself start to blush. She spun around quickly and headed in the direction of her house. "We'll meet at your house at 6:45. C'mon, Chloe."

Lex took Chloe's hand, and kissed the back of it. "I'll be waiting. Always."

Chloe followed suit, turning away from Lex before he could see her face turn a nice shade of pink. "See you at 6:45, Lex. Bye, Clark."

The boys turned in the opposite way, both puzzled. Clark felt like he had been dismissed. Lex felt the same way.

They looked at each other and said simultaneously, "What just happened here?"