Clark's Secret
Clark woke up silently, knowing that it was a Saturday and today was the last day of the Farmer's Market. His parents pretty much cleaned out their selling goods. Clark dressed quickly. He rushed downstairs. There his mother and father were at the kitchen table reading the paper and drinking coffee.
" Morning," said Clark as he headed over to the refrigerator and took out the milk and actually poured himself a glass. Martha looked at him with an eyebrow raised.
" You're actually pouring yourself a glass?" asked Martha.
" Yeah," said Clark.
" Okay, what do you want?" asked Martha.
" Something that I cant' have," said Clark.
" What's that?" asked Jonathon.
Clark gave a sidelong glance to both of his parents.
" Oh," said Jonathon.
" Let's not go through this," said Martha.
" I didn't say anything," said Clark.
" Then what were you getting at?" asked Jonathon.
" Nothing," said Clark. " I just need some time to think."
" The day is all yours till… 9:30," said Martha. " Then we have to go to the Farmers' Market."
" Okay," said Clark. He walked out of the kitchen and up to his Fortress of Solitude. He looked out the large door that used to be there. His father had constructed it so that there was a knee-high barrier.
Clark had repaired it after Tina had left. The new wood looked a little better. He sat down on the couch and sat there staring at the sky.
( What did you think? More? I forgot the disclaimer. I don't own Smallville or any of the characters. Dang! I wish I did though. Please tell me what you think. Soon to be Chloe/Clark or Clark/Lana. Help me decide!)
Clark woke up silently, knowing that it was a Saturday and today was the last day of the Farmer's Market. His parents pretty much cleaned out their selling goods. Clark dressed quickly. He rushed downstairs. There his mother and father were at the kitchen table reading the paper and drinking coffee.
" Morning," said Clark as he headed over to the refrigerator and took out the milk and actually poured himself a glass. Martha looked at him with an eyebrow raised.
" You're actually pouring yourself a glass?" asked Martha.
" Yeah," said Clark.
" Okay, what do you want?" asked Martha.
" Something that I cant' have," said Clark.
" What's that?" asked Jonathon.
Clark gave a sidelong glance to both of his parents.
" Oh," said Jonathon.
" Let's not go through this," said Martha.
" I didn't say anything," said Clark.
" Then what were you getting at?" asked Jonathon.
" Nothing," said Clark. " I just need some time to think."
" The day is all yours till… 9:30," said Martha. " Then we have to go to the Farmers' Market."
" Okay," said Clark. He walked out of the kitchen and up to his Fortress of Solitude. He looked out the large door that used to be there. His father had constructed it so that there was a knee-high barrier.
Clark had repaired it after Tina had left. The new wood looked a little better. He sat down on the couch and sat there staring at the sky.
( What did you think? More? I forgot the disclaimer. I don't own Smallville or any of the characters. Dang! I wish I did though. Please tell me what you think. Soon to be Chloe/Clark or Clark/Lana. Help me decide!)