Disclaimer: I do not own Smallville or any of the characters. Though many times I wish I do, but that's my problem. Here is the fourth chapter that you all have so desperately needed... Well. Y'know last week's episode? This might take place in the time period that Lana was mad at Clark. She is still kind of mad at him but she is still suspicious and knows that Clark will forgive her for stuff. Thank you to all the POLITE reviewers. I DO follow and improve my story on what people say, thank you very much. This only concerns a few that are doubting. Those of you who have left polite reviews, please do keep reviewing and disregard this message. I won't say who is going to get Clark. So far the votes are Lana 3 and Chloe 5. Keep reviewing!
Whitney and Lana drove back from a good time at the Farmers' Market. They saw that Clark had arrived before them. Knowing who he was, they thought that he had found another shortcut.
Whitney had dropped off Lana and continued on his way home. Lana walked up into her room and relaxed a little bit. She thought about the blur she had seen and Chloe's tears when she talked about Clark. She really wanted him. It was obvious. Lana knew, but Clark was blind to her actions. Clark had that good boy scout attitude and was very polite to everyone. The drop dead smile he had was brilliant and very white.
Whitney came around nine o'clock after Nell was gone on a date that she had never had for what Lana thought was an eternity.
They travled into the Kents' barn quietly as they could muster and headed down the passageway. Lana felt a switch beneath her hands and flicked it on. The dark storm cellar was now lit dimly by a fading light bulb. There was a tarp covering a large object in one side of the wall. Other odds and ends were scattered about on the walls. Lana was wearing her favorite necklace and when she stepped closer to the large object, she could feel heat radiating from it.
Whitney whisked away the tarp and gasped at the sight. Sharp plates were all in a row to form a sort of pod that you would see on T.V. . Lana took off her necklace and held it out before her. The green charm glowed bright when she stepped right up against it.
" Whitney, look," Lana gasped.
Whitney and Lana drove back from a good time at the Farmers' Market. They saw that Clark had arrived before them. Knowing who he was, they thought that he had found another shortcut.
Whitney had dropped off Lana and continued on his way home. Lana walked up into her room and relaxed a little bit. She thought about the blur she had seen and Chloe's tears when she talked about Clark. She really wanted him. It was obvious. Lana knew, but Clark was blind to her actions. Clark had that good boy scout attitude and was very polite to everyone. The drop dead smile he had was brilliant and very white.
Whitney came around nine o'clock after Nell was gone on a date that she had never had for what Lana thought was an eternity.
They travled into the Kents' barn quietly as they could muster and headed down the passageway. Lana felt a switch beneath her hands and flicked it on. The dark storm cellar was now lit dimly by a fading light bulb. There was a tarp covering a large object in one side of the wall. Other odds and ends were scattered about on the walls. Lana was wearing her favorite necklace and when she stepped closer to the large object, she could feel heat radiating from it.
Whitney whisked away the tarp and gasped at the sight. Sharp plates were all in a row to form a sort of pod that you would see on T.V. . Lana took off her necklace and held it out before her. The green charm glowed bright when she stepped right up against it.
" Whitney, look," Lana gasped.