Author's Note: Please don't sue me. I live out of pizza boxes and Chinese
take out. I don't own Smallville, but I think Allison Mack is really hot.
Go Chloe! Also, I'm sorry about the layout, I really am trying to separate
the first and third person views, honest! YOU GOTTA BELIEVE ME!!!
As soon as the bus arrived at Smallville High School, Clark rushed off leaving Diana alone with Chloe and Pete. Chloe, mad at Clark's continued disappearing act, decided to show Diana around the school. "Come on Diana, I don't trust Pete to show you around. He'll just brag about the fact that he's a second string football player."
Diana snickered as Pete gave Chloe a 'Damn Bitch, that was Harsh' face. "Yeah, you two go on ahead. Chloe's just afraid of being near a real man. See you later Diana."
Pete stalked off as Chloe stuck her tongue out at him. That's when she noticed Sheldon approaching her. "Oh god," she thought, "he's going to hit on me!" Sheldon, true to form, approached Chloe with a big smile on his face. Well, as wide as his braces would allow. He went in for the kill.
"Hello ladies." Sheldon had a lisp that would put the Spleen from Mystery Men to shame. "I couldn't help but notice that Miss Sullivan was quite captivated by my intellectual stare on the bus ride to school." As he spoke, foaming drops of Cheetos dust shot out of his mouth like bullets. Chloe and Diana dodged fervently because getting hit by one of the Cheetos bombshells would mean certain death. "As I was saying, would you like to accompany me to the school dance two weeks from now? My mom says she'll drive us all the way to the dance and back. What do you say Chloe? Up for a date with a He-Man like me?"
Chloe's gag reflex was beating the hell out of her. Sheldon's freshly pressed dress shirt was turning the same color orange as his suspenders. Chloe just looked at her shoes and tried to remember what Clark looked like.
Diana decided to save her. "Hey, ahh, Sheldon right? Chloe's already got a date and so do I. I'm sure a real tiger like you could snare any other woman, so off you go." Diana spun Sheldon around and shoved him toward a pack of cheerleaders who screamed and ran to their respective jock boy friends.
Chloe took deep breaths. "Thanks, I was sure I was a goner. Old Sheldon is infamous at our school. He once at five helpings of the Tuna Surprise they serve on Tuesdays. The last kid who did that went into anaphylactic shock after two servings. Man, that could have been bad. Now if I can just get Cla-. I mean someone to ask me to the dance." Chloe smiled innocently and immediately changed the subject.
"Come on Diana, let's get you registered in the Principals office." Chloe, despite the fact that Diana was interested in Clark, was beginning to warm up to the new girl.
While Chloe and Diana navigated the rapidly filling halls of Smallville High School Clark was using a pay phone to call his parents. His dad answered the phone.
"Kent Farms."
"Dad, it's Clark, listen. What's going on with this foreign exchange student stuff? Don't you realize how this could affect us? What if she saw me use my, abilities? What if?"
Jonathon stopped his frantic son in mid-sentence. "Whoa there son, calm down. Your mom and I wanted this to be a surprise. Clark, I can't talk about this over phone. It was designed by LutherCorp after all. Look, you can trust Diana, with everything. Everything. The people who helped your mom and I with your adoption contacted us and told us about Diana. When you two get home tonight I'll take you aside and really explain things. Trust me Clark, trust Diana too. Bye son."
Clark hung up the phone and leaned against the bank of phones. "How can I trust her, I don't know anything about her?" The first bell rang and Clark realized that he was on the wrong side of the school. He ran at normal speed down the hallways towards his first period class. His teacher, Mrs. Erickson, was shutting the door. Running, he managed to shove his arm through the door and made it to his seat.
Mrs. Erickson closed the door with an exasperated look on her face. "Nice of you to join us Mr. Kent. As you know, today is Oral Report day. Why don't you go first, hmm?" She smiled wickedly at Clark; Oral Reports weren't due until next week. She always tortured students who showed up to class late.
Clark was horrified. "I, I, I." Clark shook his head avidly. "I'm not ready to give my report Mrs. Erickson. I'm really sorry I got here late." Clark tried to give her his best puppy dogface, but couldn't pull it off. Diana was sitting right next to him, watching his every move.
"Come on Mr. Kent. You can talk about anything you wish. Why don't you tell us about your father? The great Jonathon Kent." It was well known that there were three women in Smallville, including Clark's Mom, who still had a crush on Jonathon Kent. Nelle, Lana's aunt, and Edna Erickson, the schools meanest teacher. She'd taught Jonathon when he was in High School and was taken away with his good looks and strong sense of ethics.
Clark squeezed out of his chair and began the walk of shame to the front of the class. Everyone was trying to stifle laughter as Clark got up on the podium. Every time Clark was late, Mrs. Erickson made him give the same speech about his dad.
"Ahem, my father's name is Jonathon Andrew Kent. He was born-" Clark continued a little ways into his speech. Mrs. Erickson was reliving some past experience and didn't even notice that Clark was going off track. "After my father saved the Earth from a Martian invasion he met my mom, Martha, during college. My mother was the star of the successful comedy series "The Flying Nun." They were wed in the Sistine Chapel and lived happily ever after. The End." A few people laughed as Clark walked back to his seat.
Lana straightened up in her seat and presented Clark with her best smile, but he didn't even look at her. "Huh? Why isn't he looking at me? What's going on?" Her thoughts raced for answers to why Clark wasn't worshiping her today.
She turned around in her chair and saw whom he was staring at. That new girl, Diana something, was sitting right next to him. He whispered something to her and she giggled. Lana didn't know why, but pangs of jealously crossed her. "If she thinks she can just take Clark away from me, she's got another thing coming." Lana scowled and turned around.
Mrs. Erickson was none the wiser of what Clark had talked about. She snapped out of her daydream. "Thank you Mr. Kent. Be sure to tell your father I said hello. Now class, we have a new student in our room today. Please welcome Diana Prince. Diana, would you like to say a few words to the other students?"
Diana shrunk down in her seat. "No ma'am. This is my first day and I'd like to avoid embarrassment as much as possible." Diana looked imploringly at Clark. Clark decided to vouch for her.
"Yeah, Mrs. Erickson. She's traveled a long way and is probably tired. She'll be staying with my parents. My dad offered to let her stay and my mom agreed." Clark knew he'd strike gold with that comment.
Mrs. Erickson beamed. "Oh Yes, that Jonathon, always a humanitarian. You be sure to tell him I said hello. Alright class, open your books to page 312 and silently read about Hamlet." Clark's rotund teacher sat at her desk and promptly fell asleep.
Clark flashed Diana a smile and leaned towards her. "You owe me one," he whispered under his breath. Diana smiled back and winked. "Maybe this Clark guy is more then a pretty face" she thought.
He was basically thinking the same thing. "Maybe dads right, she looks trustworthy. She actually looks great. Am I drooling?" Clark checked. "Nope, drool free." The two teenagers continued to chat quietly as Mrs. Erickson began snoring in the front of the class.
The day moved forward into lunchtime. It turned out that Clark and Diana shared four out of six classes. They also shared the same taste in music, movies, and pretty much anything else you could think of. Laughing, they made their way to the table where Pete and Chloe were sitting. "Mind if Diana and I sit with you guys?" Pete gestured and they sat down.
As soon as Diana sat down next to Chloe, Pete grabbed Clark and shoved him into the Men's bathroom. "Pete? What the hell?"
Chloe and Diana both rolled their eyes and laughed. "Those two are so in love." Chloe smiled innocently as Diana faked a surprise expression.
Once safely out of Diana's site, Pete began to grill Clark in the bathroom. "Okay Clark, is she single? Does she like brothers? What's the scoop man?" Pete went and checked himself in the mirror. "She's hot Clark, damn, I don't think I've ever seen a cuter girl."
Clark rolled his eyes. "Come on Pete, she's wearing like a gallon of make- up. She's funny though, and sweet, and she's smart. Really smart. She loves "The Dukes of Hazard" and her favorite book is 'Atlas Shrugged'. That book's like a thousand pages long. She's also really into sports. She's into all kinds of music too. I think that-." Clark noticed Pete's strange stare. "Pete, why are you looking at me like that?"
Pete's jaw had dropped considerably. "You like her don't you? You really like her. Why else would you have found out all of that stuff so quickly? Man, I am so glad. Your little obsession with Lana was starting to scare us." Pete smiled and checked his hair in the mirror.
"I don't like her. Well, I like her, who wouldn't? But I'm in love with Lana, right? Yeah, I'm just trying to be friendly; I've got to live with this girl for the rest of the school year. I've got to get along with her." Clark shook his head. He couldn't like Diana; he was in love with Lana. Lana was his dream girl. Right?
Pete laughed again. "Clark, you got it bad man. You couldn't have made a better choice though. I'll bet she's single too man. You should go for it. Come on, I'll help you out." Pete pushed Clark out of the bathroom and back their table.
Chloe's sarcastic bitch made an appearance. "Aren't women the ones who usually go to the bathroom together? I'm not judging or anything, but you two closet cases are getting more obvious by the second." Pete reached out and slapped Chloe upside the head. "Ow, hey!"
Clark's face turned so read it looked fit to burst. "She's just kidding Diana. I'm not gay. Pete is though. One hundred percent homosexual. Isn't that right Pete? Ow, hey!" Pete socked Clark's arm. Clark imitated pain while Pete held his throbbing hand.
As Clark, Diana, Chloe and Pete continued to poke fun at each other a fight broke out across the lunchroom. Clark stood up to see what the commotion was about.
Lana was standing back with a of astonishment on her face as Whitney and one of his fellow jocks, Jack Ackerman, proceeded to beat the living hell out of each other.
"Will you guys excuse me? I gotta go save Whitney from getting his butt kicked." Clark ran off to break up the fight. He and Whitney had called a truce after the Smallville Scarecrow incident and were civil with each other now. Clark grabbed Jack by the shirt collar and hauled him backwards.
Jack, enraged, turned around and hit Clark with a right hook. "Argh! Dammit, my hand. Jesus Kent, you got steel in your jaw?" Jack fell to the floor and cradled his injured hand as the Principal and several staff members broke up the crowd. Eric Stafford was acting as temporary Principal until a replacement of the late Principal Kwan could be found. Stafford was the new Smallville Crows Football coach and gym teacher.
Mr. Stafford looked Clark straight in the eye. "What happened here Mr. Kent?" He peered at Clark's jaw for a moment to make sure nothing looked broken. The last thing this school needed was a lawsuit.
Clark pretended to hold his jaw in pain. "Ow, all I saw was Jack Ackerman start taking swings at Whitney then I came and tried to break up the fight. Go ahead, ask anyone." Clark knew that since Whitney was the Captain of the Football team, everyone would cover for him. Students everywhere nodded their heads in absolute agreement.
"Alright." Mr. Stafford hauled Jack off of the floor and pushed him towards the Principal's Office. "You've got four minutes of Lunch time left everyone, eat quickly. Come on Jack, lets go ice that hand."
Clark turned around and bumped right into Diana. She reached up and cradled Clark's jaw in her hand. "You okay?" she asked. He felt his heart stop. Her hand was so cool and soft against his jaw. He blushed scarlet and smiled. "Yeah, I'm good." Diana pulled her hand away, reluctantly.
Across the gymnasium Lana watched Diana's interaction with Clark. This Diana girl was really getting to Clark. Lana could tell, woman's intuition. Lana wouldn't let Clark go that easily. She loved being wanted. She knew how much Clark craved being around her, it was almost intoxicating to her. She loved being the center of attention. But, if this Diana girl really steals Clark away, I'll just be left with Whitney.
Whitney approached Lana's table still holding his bruised eye. He was sobbing uncontrollably from pain. Lana rolled her eyes at him. "Okay," she thought, "Clark takes a right hook to the jaw and doesn't flinch and Mr. Superjock gets a measly black eye and cries like a wuss? What's wrong with this picture?" Lana decided. If she wanted Clark to keep worshiping her, Diana would have to go. Lana smiled as a wicked plan began to form in her mind.
The last period bell rang and everyone ran for the final class of the day. Clark, Lana and Diana all had Physical Education and today they were playing baseball. While Clark was changing in the Men's Locker Room, Lana approached Diana in the Women's Locker Room.
"Hey, you must be the new girl. My names Lana Lang, I just wanted to welcome you to Smallville." Lana smiled and stuck her hand out.
Diana was glad that some of the girls were warming up to her. "Thanks, my name's Diana Prince. I just transferred here as an exchange student." Diana really didn't feel like mentioning anything else. It seemed that Lana wasn't interested in making friends anyway.
"I hear you're staying with the Kents for the rest of term. I'm their neighbor. Maybe you and I could hang out sometime, I'm always going over there to see Clark anyways." Lana knew that would get Diana's attention.
Diana's eyes narrowed a fraction. This girl was bating her into something. "Oh, you know Clark? You two aren't together are you?" Diana already knew that Clark was single thanks to Chloe. She wanted to see how Lana react.
"Well, yes and no. I have a boyfriend, Whitney Fordman, and we're pretty close. Clark and I have a, how can I saw this, complicated relationship. I know he wants me, but I don't want to leave Whitney for him. I know it sounds bad, but its not." Lana mentally kicked herself for revealing the fact that she knew Clark was nuts about her.
Diana scoffed. "I think Clark is starting to show interest in someone else. Besides, it's not like you'll miss him when he's gone. It sounds to me like you've leading him around by the nose." Diana shook her head and pulled her shirt over her head. She continued to change despite the fact that Lana was staring at her.
"Jesus," Lana thought, "does this bitch pop steroids or something?" Diana's well defined abs stood out from her stomach and her breasts were easily twice as big as Lana's. She had Lana beat in every category.
Lana decided enough was enough. It was time to lay down the law. "Look, Diana. I don't want you to get attached to Clark okay? I don't think you'd be good for him. He likes country girls, not flashy girls with belly- button rings and "Angel" shirts. Come on, that is so cliché. And you look like a prostitute with all that make-up on. Clark would never go for that" Lana smiled innocently as anger crossed Diana's face.
"Oh, really? Well Lana, we'll see about that. I would have thought Clark wouldn't go for the conceited bitchy girls, but hey, maybe he's making an acception in your case. I guess its every girl for herself huh Lana? You know, I was really hoping you were as nice as Clark said you were. I guess you really pulled the wool over his eyes on that one. I'm going to make sure he realizes what kind of person you really are! I'll see you out on the field." Diana stalked off towards the field. If she wants a fight, she'll get a fight.
When everyone was gathered out on the baseball field two Captains were chosen to pick teams. Ironically, Lana and Diana were picked as Captains.
Diana went first. Smiling smugly at Lana she chose. "I'll take Clark."
Lana's face twisted with anger for a moment before she regained composure. "I'll take Alex." Lana was gonna make Diana really sorry for choosing Clark first. After the teams were chosen she offered to be the pitcher.
With Clark cheering her on, Diana made her way to up to bat. Clark was very enthusiastic. "Come on Diana! Show 'em what you're made. Go Girl!" A couple people laughed. They'd never seen Clark so outgoing before.
Lana stared Diana down as she decided what her first pitch would be. "Fastball, right in your face, bitch." Lana took her stance, reared back, and let the baseball fly as fast as her small arm could throw it. The ball went way above the plate and hit Diana right in the helmet. Lana pretended to be ignorant. "Oops, sorry about that!"
Clark rushed out of the dugout, but Diana waved him off. "I'm fine." She wasn't fine, she was pissed off. Really, really pissed off. "Okay Lana, if that's how you want to play it." She dug her cleats into the dirt and readied herself for the next pitch. She took careful aim and waited.
Lana let another fastball go, but this one connected with Diana's bat. As if in slow motion, Lana watched the ball fly back at her. Lana's head snapped backwards and she hit the pitcher's mound, hard. Diana had knocked Lana out cold.
The coach blew the whistle and ran to see if Lana was still breathing. Clark approached Diana, oblivious to the unconscious Lana Lang lying on the pitcher's mound. "Hey Diana, are you alright? She really nailed you with that throw." Clark took the batter's helmet off of Diana's head and placed his hand on her head. He bent down and kissed her forehead.
"Better?"
Diana blushed scarlet. "Yeah, thanks. Maybe you should go check on Lana."
Clark shook his head avidly. "Nah, I'm sure she's fine. Hey, coach wants us to hit the showers. Come on."
As Lana was carried off the field on a stretcher Clark and Diana ran with the other students to the locker rooms to get ready to go home. Clark didn't know for sure if Lana was okay, but he saw her aim her pitch for Diana's head. So, in all truth, Clark didn't really give a damn if Lana was okay or not.
After school let out, Clark led Diana to the office of the Smallville Torch. The High School newspaper office was cluttered with papers, computer parts and a bunch of other High School paraphernalia.
"Welcome to the Torch Diana. Chloe Sullivan is Editor-in-Chief and I'm an intrepid reporter working under her watchful eye." Clark smiled widely as he showed Diana the various workstations and what it took to run a newspaper. Well, a High School newspaper.
Diana was impressed. It seemed that Chloe ran about 80% of the newspaper herself. No wonder she drinks so much coffee. She picked up and examined one of the many back issues of the Torch. "Hey Clark, what's the Talon? Some kind of Aviary or something?" Diana smiled and chucked the paper at him.
Clark smiled back. "Nah, it's a Coffee House / Movie Theater. Lana manages it. A friend of mine named Lex Luthor bought it and turned the reins over to Lana. When she's not trying to hit people with baseballs she's actually a pretty cool person. I'm still made as hell about that ball in the head incident. Anyway, do you wanna go there now? Grab some coffee before heading back to the house? I've still gotta a lot of chores to do and could really use the caffeine."
Diana nodded. "Hey Chloe, do you wanna go with Clark and I to the Talon?" Diana had picked up on the anger radiating off of Chloe. Diana really liked Chloe though and hoped it wasn't anything personal, just the wrong time of the month.
Chloe waved her off. "You two go ahead, I've still gotta put this baby to bed for Monday's issue. Have fun guys." Chloe plastered on her best smile and watched them leave the room, arm in arm.
After they were gone she got up and slammed the door. Tears washed down her face as she thought of Clark and Diana sitting alone in some dark corner of the Talon necking. Why couldn't she catch a break? She looked up at the ceiling. "Your out to get me aren't you God?" Chloe slumped to the floor and cried softly.
A/N: Hey Guys, I'm still not sure if this story should be a romantic fic or a freak of the week kind of thing. What do you think? Should a Meteor Rock inflicted psycho come and break Clark and Diana's budding relationship or should it just be an angst revenge kind of thing? ALSO, I DESPERATELY NEED A BETA READER!!! IF ANY OF YOU ARE INTERESTED, PLEASE LET ME KNOW!!
Thanks, -I. Savant
As soon as the bus arrived at Smallville High School, Clark rushed off leaving Diana alone with Chloe and Pete. Chloe, mad at Clark's continued disappearing act, decided to show Diana around the school. "Come on Diana, I don't trust Pete to show you around. He'll just brag about the fact that he's a second string football player."
Diana snickered as Pete gave Chloe a 'Damn Bitch, that was Harsh' face. "Yeah, you two go on ahead. Chloe's just afraid of being near a real man. See you later Diana."
Pete stalked off as Chloe stuck her tongue out at him. That's when she noticed Sheldon approaching her. "Oh god," she thought, "he's going to hit on me!" Sheldon, true to form, approached Chloe with a big smile on his face. Well, as wide as his braces would allow. He went in for the kill.
"Hello ladies." Sheldon had a lisp that would put the Spleen from Mystery Men to shame. "I couldn't help but notice that Miss Sullivan was quite captivated by my intellectual stare on the bus ride to school." As he spoke, foaming drops of Cheetos dust shot out of his mouth like bullets. Chloe and Diana dodged fervently because getting hit by one of the Cheetos bombshells would mean certain death. "As I was saying, would you like to accompany me to the school dance two weeks from now? My mom says she'll drive us all the way to the dance and back. What do you say Chloe? Up for a date with a He-Man like me?"
Chloe's gag reflex was beating the hell out of her. Sheldon's freshly pressed dress shirt was turning the same color orange as his suspenders. Chloe just looked at her shoes and tried to remember what Clark looked like.
Diana decided to save her. "Hey, ahh, Sheldon right? Chloe's already got a date and so do I. I'm sure a real tiger like you could snare any other woman, so off you go." Diana spun Sheldon around and shoved him toward a pack of cheerleaders who screamed and ran to their respective jock boy friends.
Chloe took deep breaths. "Thanks, I was sure I was a goner. Old Sheldon is infamous at our school. He once at five helpings of the Tuna Surprise they serve on Tuesdays. The last kid who did that went into anaphylactic shock after two servings. Man, that could have been bad. Now if I can just get Cla-. I mean someone to ask me to the dance." Chloe smiled innocently and immediately changed the subject.
"Come on Diana, let's get you registered in the Principals office." Chloe, despite the fact that Diana was interested in Clark, was beginning to warm up to the new girl.
While Chloe and Diana navigated the rapidly filling halls of Smallville High School Clark was using a pay phone to call his parents. His dad answered the phone.
"Kent Farms."
"Dad, it's Clark, listen. What's going on with this foreign exchange student stuff? Don't you realize how this could affect us? What if she saw me use my, abilities? What if?"
Jonathon stopped his frantic son in mid-sentence. "Whoa there son, calm down. Your mom and I wanted this to be a surprise. Clark, I can't talk about this over phone. It was designed by LutherCorp after all. Look, you can trust Diana, with everything. Everything. The people who helped your mom and I with your adoption contacted us and told us about Diana. When you two get home tonight I'll take you aside and really explain things. Trust me Clark, trust Diana too. Bye son."
Clark hung up the phone and leaned against the bank of phones. "How can I trust her, I don't know anything about her?" The first bell rang and Clark realized that he was on the wrong side of the school. He ran at normal speed down the hallways towards his first period class. His teacher, Mrs. Erickson, was shutting the door. Running, he managed to shove his arm through the door and made it to his seat.
Mrs. Erickson closed the door with an exasperated look on her face. "Nice of you to join us Mr. Kent. As you know, today is Oral Report day. Why don't you go first, hmm?" She smiled wickedly at Clark; Oral Reports weren't due until next week. She always tortured students who showed up to class late.
Clark was horrified. "I, I, I." Clark shook his head avidly. "I'm not ready to give my report Mrs. Erickson. I'm really sorry I got here late." Clark tried to give her his best puppy dogface, but couldn't pull it off. Diana was sitting right next to him, watching his every move.
"Come on Mr. Kent. You can talk about anything you wish. Why don't you tell us about your father? The great Jonathon Kent." It was well known that there were three women in Smallville, including Clark's Mom, who still had a crush on Jonathon Kent. Nelle, Lana's aunt, and Edna Erickson, the schools meanest teacher. She'd taught Jonathon when he was in High School and was taken away with his good looks and strong sense of ethics.
Clark squeezed out of his chair and began the walk of shame to the front of the class. Everyone was trying to stifle laughter as Clark got up on the podium. Every time Clark was late, Mrs. Erickson made him give the same speech about his dad.
"Ahem, my father's name is Jonathon Andrew Kent. He was born-" Clark continued a little ways into his speech. Mrs. Erickson was reliving some past experience and didn't even notice that Clark was going off track. "After my father saved the Earth from a Martian invasion he met my mom, Martha, during college. My mother was the star of the successful comedy series "The Flying Nun." They were wed in the Sistine Chapel and lived happily ever after. The End." A few people laughed as Clark walked back to his seat.
Lana straightened up in her seat and presented Clark with her best smile, but he didn't even look at her. "Huh? Why isn't he looking at me? What's going on?" Her thoughts raced for answers to why Clark wasn't worshiping her today.
She turned around in her chair and saw whom he was staring at. That new girl, Diana something, was sitting right next to him. He whispered something to her and she giggled. Lana didn't know why, but pangs of jealously crossed her. "If she thinks she can just take Clark away from me, she's got another thing coming." Lana scowled and turned around.
Mrs. Erickson was none the wiser of what Clark had talked about. She snapped out of her daydream. "Thank you Mr. Kent. Be sure to tell your father I said hello. Now class, we have a new student in our room today. Please welcome Diana Prince. Diana, would you like to say a few words to the other students?"
Diana shrunk down in her seat. "No ma'am. This is my first day and I'd like to avoid embarrassment as much as possible." Diana looked imploringly at Clark. Clark decided to vouch for her.
"Yeah, Mrs. Erickson. She's traveled a long way and is probably tired. She'll be staying with my parents. My dad offered to let her stay and my mom agreed." Clark knew he'd strike gold with that comment.
Mrs. Erickson beamed. "Oh Yes, that Jonathon, always a humanitarian. You be sure to tell him I said hello. Alright class, open your books to page 312 and silently read about Hamlet." Clark's rotund teacher sat at her desk and promptly fell asleep.
Clark flashed Diana a smile and leaned towards her. "You owe me one," he whispered under his breath. Diana smiled back and winked. "Maybe this Clark guy is more then a pretty face" she thought.
He was basically thinking the same thing. "Maybe dads right, she looks trustworthy. She actually looks great. Am I drooling?" Clark checked. "Nope, drool free." The two teenagers continued to chat quietly as Mrs. Erickson began snoring in the front of the class.
The day moved forward into lunchtime. It turned out that Clark and Diana shared four out of six classes. They also shared the same taste in music, movies, and pretty much anything else you could think of. Laughing, they made their way to the table where Pete and Chloe were sitting. "Mind if Diana and I sit with you guys?" Pete gestured and they sat down.
As soon as Diana sat down next to Chloe, Pete grabbed Clark and shoved him into the Men's bathroom. "Pete? What the hell?"
Chloe and Diana both rolled their eyes and laughed. "Those two are so in love." Chloe smiled innocently as Diana faked a surprise expression.
Once safely out of Diana's site, Pete began to grill Clark in the bathroom. "Okay Clark, is she single? Does she like brothers? What's the scoop man?" Pete went and checked himself in the mirror. "She's hot Clark, damn, I don't think I've ever seen a cuter girl."
Clark rolled his eyes. "Come on Pete, she's wearing like a gallon of make- up. She's funny though, and sweet, and she's smart. Really smart. She loves "The Dukes of Hazard" and her favorite book is 'Atlas Shrugged'. That book's like a thousand pages long. She's also really into sports. She's into all kinds of music too. I think that-." Clark noticed Pete's strange stare. "Pete, why are you looking at me like that?"
Pete's jaw had dropped considerably. "You like her don't you? You really like her. Why else would you have found out all of that stuff so quickly? Man, I am so glad. Your little obsession with Lana was starting to scare us." Pete smiled and checked his hair in the mirror.
"I don't like her. Well, I like her, who wouldn't? But I'm in love with Lana, right? Yeah, I'm just trying to be friendly; I've got to live with this girl for the rest of the school year. I've got to get along with her." Clark shook his head. He couldn't like Diana; he was in love with Lana. Lana was his dream girl. Right?
Pete laughed again. "Clark, you got it bad man. You couldn't have made a better choice though. I'll bet she's single too man. You should go for it. Come on, I'll help you out." Pete pushed Clark out of the bathroom and back their table.
Chloe's sarcastic bitch made an appearance. "Aren't women the ones who usually go to the bathroom together? I'm not judging or anything, but you two closet cases are getting more obvious by the second." Pete reached out and slapped Chloe upside the head. "Ow, hey!"
Clark's face turned so read it looked fit to burst. "She's just kidding Diana. I'm not gay. Pete is though. One hundred percent homosexual. Isn't that right Pete? Ow, hey!" Pete socked Clark's arm. Clark imitated pain while Pete held his throbbing hand.
As Clark, Diana, Chloe and Pete continued to poke fun at each other a fight broke out across the lunchroom. Clark stood up to see what the commotion was about.
Lana was standing back with a of astonishment on her face as Whitney and one of his fellow jocks, Jack Ackerman, proceeded to beat the living hell out of each other.
"Will you guys excuse me? I gotta go save Whitney from getting his butt kicked." Clark ran off to break up the fight. He and Whitney had called a truce after the Smallville Scarecrow incident and were civil with each other now. Clark grabbed Jack by the shirt collar and hauled him backwards.
Jack, enraged, turned around and hit Clark with a right hook. "Argh! Dammit, my hand. Jesus Kent, you got steel in your jaw?" Jack fell to the floor and cradled his injured hand as the Principal and several staff members broke up the crowd. Eric Stafford was acting as temporary Principal until a replacement of the late Principal Kwan could be found. Stafford was the new Smallville Crows Football coach and gym teacher.
Mr. Stafford looked Clark straight in the eye. "What happened here Mr. Kent?" He peered at Clark's jaw for a moment to make sure nothing looked broken. The last thing this school needed was a lawsuit.
Clark pretended to hold his jaw in pain. "Ow, all I saw was Jack Ackerman start taking swings at Whitney then I came and tried to break up the fight. Go ahead, ask anyone." Clark knew that since Whitney was the Captain of the Football team, everyone would cover for him. Students everywhere nodded their heads in absolute agreement.
"Alright." Mr. Stafford hauled Jack off of the floor and pushed him towards the Principal's Office. "You've got four minutes of Lunch time left everyone, eat quickly. Come on Jack, lets go ice that hand."
Clark turned around and bumped right into Diana. She reached up and cradled Clark's jaw in her hand. "You okay?" she asked. He felt his heart stop. Her hand was so cool and soft against his jaw. He blushed scarlet and smiled. "Yeah, I'm good." Diana pulled her hand away, reluctantly.
Across the gymnasium Lana watched Diana's interaction with Clark. This Diana girl was really getting to Clark. Lana could tell, woman's intuition. Lana wouldn't let Clark go that easily. She loved being wanted. She knew how much Clark craved being around her, it was almost intoxicating to her. She loved being the center of attention. But, if this Diana girl really steals Clark away, I'll just be left with Whitney.
Whitney approached Lana's table still holding his bruised eye. He was sobbing uncontrollably from pain. Lana rolled her eyes at him. "Okay," she thought, "Clark takes a right hook to the jaw and doesn't flinch and Mr. Superjock gets a measly black eye and cries like a wuss? What's wrong with this picture?" Lana decided. If she wanted Clark to keep worshiping her, Diana would have to go. Lana smiled as a wicked plan began to form in her mind.
The last period bell rang and everyone ran for the final class of the day. Clark, Lana and Diana all had Physical Education and today they were playing baseball. While Clark was changing in the Men's Locker Room, Lana approached Diana in the Women's Locker Room.
"Hey, you must be the new girl. My names Lana Lang, I just wanted to welcome you to Smallville." Lana smiled and stuck her hand out.
Diana was glad that some of the girls were warming up to her. "Thanks, my name's Diana Prince. I just transferred here as an exchange student." Diana really didn't feel like mentioning anything else. It seemed that Lana wasn't interested in making friends anyway.
"I hear you're staying with the Kents for the rest of term. I'm their neighbor. Maybe you and I could hang out sometime, I'm always going over there to see Clark anyways." Lana knew that would get Diana's attention.
Diana's eyes narrowed a fraction. This girl was bating her into something. "Oh, you know Clark? You two aren't together are you?" Diana already knew that Clark was single thanks to Chloe. She wanted to see how Lana react.
"Well, yes and no. I have a boyfriend, Whitney Fordman, and we're pretty close. Clark and I have a, how can I saw this, complicated relationship. I know he wants me, but I don't want to leave Whitney for him. I know it sounds bad, but its not." Lana mentally kicked herself for revealing the fact that she knew Clark was nuts about her.
Diana scoffed. "I think Clark is starting to show interest in someone else. Besides, it's not like you'll miss him when he's gone. It sounds to me like you've leading him around by the nose." Diana shook her head and pulled her shirt over her head. She continued to change despite the fact that Lana was staring at her.
"Jesus," Lana thought, "does this bitch pop steroids or something?" Diana's well defined abs stood out from her stomach and her breasts were easily twice as big as Lana's. She had Lana beat in every category.
Lana decided enough was enough. It was time to lay down the law. "Look, Diana. I don't want you to get attached to Clark okay? I don't think you'd be good for him. He likes country girls, not flashy girls with belly- button rings and "Angel" shirts. Come on, that is so cliché. And you look like a prostitute with all that make-up on. Clark would never go for that" Lana smiled innocently as anger crossed Diana's face.
"Oh, really? Well Lana, we'll see about that. I would have thought Clark wouldn't go for the conceited bitchy girls, but hey, maybe he's making an acception in your case. I guess its every girl for herself huh Lana? You know, I was really hoping you were as nice as Clark said you were. I guess you really pulled the wool over his eyes on that one. I'm going to make sure he realizes what kind of person you really are! I'll see you out on the field." Diana stalked off towards the field. If she wants a fight, she'll get a fight.
When everyone was gathered out on the baseball field two Captains were chosen to pick teams. Ironically, Lana and Diana were picked as Captains.
Diana went first. Smiling smugly at Lana she chose. "I'll take Clark."
Lana's face twisted with anger for a moment before she regained composure. "I'll take Alex." Lana was gonna make Diana really sorry for choosing Clark first. After the teams were chosen she offered to be the pitcher.
With Clark cheering her on, Diana made her way to up to bat. Clark was very enthusiastic. "Come on Diana! Show 'em what you're made. Go Girl!" A couple people laughed. They'd never seen Clark so outgoing before.
Lana stared Diana down as she decided what her first pitch would be. "Fastball, right in your face, bitch." Lana took her stance, reared back, and let the baseball fly as fast as her small arm could throw it. The ball went way above the plate and hit Diana right in the helmet. Lana pretended to be ignorant. "Oops, sorry about that!"
Clark rushed out of the dugout, but Diana waved him off. "I'm fine." She wasn't fine, she was pissed off. Really, really pissed off. "Okay Lana, if that's how you want to play it." She dug her cleats into the dirt and readied herself for the next pitch. She took careful aim and waited.
Lana let another fastball go, but this one connected with Diana's bat. As if in slow motion, Lana watched the ball fly back at her. Lana's head snapped backwards and she hit the pitcher's mound, hard. Diana had knocked Lana out cold.
The coach blew the whistle and ran to see if Lana was still breathing. Clark approached Diana, oblivious to the unconscious Lana Lang lying on the pitcher's mound. "Hey Diana, are you alright? She really nailed you with that throw." Clark took the batter's helmet off of Diana's head and placed his hand on her head. He bent down and kissed her forehead.
"Better?"
Diana blushed scarlet. "Yeah, thanks. Maybe you should go check on Lana."
Clark shook his head avidly. "Nah, I'm sure she's fine. Hey, coach wants us to hit the showers. Come on."
As Lana was carried off the field on a stretcher Clark and Diana ran with the other students to the locker rooms to get ready to go home. Clark didn't know for sure if Lana was okay, but he saw her aim her pitch for Diana's head. So, in all truth, Clark didn't really give a damn if Lana was okay or not.
After school let out, Clark led Diana to the office of the Smallville Torch. The High School newspaper office was cluttered with papers, computer parts and a bunch of other High School paraphernalia.
"Welcome to the Torch Diana. Chloe Sullivan is Editor-in-Chief and I'm an intrepid reporter working under her watchful eye." Clark smiled widely as he showed Diana the various workstations and what it took to run a newspaper. Well, a High School newspaper.
Diana was impressed. It seemed that Chloe ran about 80% of the newspaper herself. No wonder she drinks so much coffee. She picked up and examined one of the many back issues of the Torch. "Hey Clark, what's the Talon? Some kind of Aviary or something?" Diana smiled and chucked the paper at him.
Clark smiled back. "Nah, it's a Coffee House / Movie Theater. Lana manages it. A friend of mine named Lex Luthor bought it and turned the reins over to Lana. When she's not trying to hit people with baseballs she's actually a pretty cool person. I'm still made as hell about that ball in the head incident. Anyway, do you wanna go there now? Grab some coffee before heading back to the house? I've still gotta a lot of chores to do and could really use the caffeine."
Diana nodded. "Hey Chloe, do you wanna go with Clark and I to the Talon?" Diana had picked up on the anger radiating off of Chloe. Diana really liked Chloe though and hoped it wasn't anything personal, just the wrong time of the month.
Chloe waved her off. "You two go ahead, I've still gotta put this baby to bed for Monday's issue. Have fun guys." Chloe plastered on her best smile and watched them leave the room, arm in arm.
After they were gone she got up and slammed the door. Tears washed down her face as she thought of Clark and Diana sitting alone in some dark corner of the Talon necking. Why couldn't she catch a break? She looked up at the ceiling. "Your out to get me aren't you God?" Chloe slumped to the floor and cried softly.
A/N: Hey Guys, I'm still not sure if this story should be a romantic fic or a freak of the week kind of thing. What do you think? Should a Meteor Rock inflicted psycho come and break Clark and Diana's budding relationship or should it just be an angst revenge kind of thing? ALSO, I DESPERATELY NEED A BETA READER!!! IF ANY OF YOU ARE INTERESTED, PLEASE LET ME KNOW!!
Thanks, -I. Savant