Chapter 4
Lana'd run so fast she couldnt breathe.
'Oh my g-d,' she thought all the way up to the stairs and into her room. She closed
the door behind her and leaned her back against it.
'Oh my freaking G-d! What did I just do?' she slapped her own face, 'I kissed my
friend. My very female friend. My female friend, Chloe...Chloe...' She sighed. 'Shes
never going to talk to me again. She must be so we- wait, maybe she just thinks it was a
little thank you. I mean, friends kiss on the cheek, right?' Lana sure hoped so. 'Of course
they do, Clark kissed me on the cheek before but...well he likes me...oh my fu-' Lana
flung herself on her pink cushy bed, 'If I follow that logic then I kissed her on the cheek
because I..I...oh my g-d.' She covered her face with a pillow and groaned, 'How am I
supposed to face her tonight?' She stared out her window towards the barn. To her
suprise, Chloe was still there. She looked confused.
'Oh wonderful,' Lana thought, 'Ive definatly scared her off.'
She watched as Chloe touched the spot she'd kissed as if making sure it was real.
'Yes. It was real. Lana Lang really did just kiss you.'
Now, Chloe was...she was smiling...rather brightly and Lana couldnt believe it.
'She...She's not mad. Wow.'
She pressed her face against the glass pane and exhaled deeply.
Chloe was still smiling when she turned and left the stables, leaving Lana to spy
on nothing but her horses.
Lana eased herself back onto her bed, 'So I guess I will go over there tonight.'
Chloe was practically breaking the sound barrier to get home. Lana Lang had
kissed her. Lana freakin Lang had...
'Woah,' she thought, 'Hold your horses, Chlo.' She stopped to marvel at her own
pun.
'She didnt kiss you, persay, I mean just on the cheek, nothing earth shattering,
right? Just a friendly little thank you kiss.' Somehow, she didnt believe herself. She was
half way up her dirveway when it hit her like a sack of potatoes.
'I liked it...' She gasped, 'I, Chloe Sullivan liked Lana Lang kissing me. Oh my
freakin G-d!!'
She ran up the steps and into the house. She had to get ready for the sleepover. If
Lana was even still coming. Chloe hoped she was.
Lana'd run so fast she couldnt breathe.
'Oh my g-d,' she thought all the way up to the stairs and into her room. She closed
the door behind her and leaned her back against it.
'Oh my freaking G-d! What did I just do?' she slapped her own face, 'I kissed my
friend. My very female friend. My female friend, Chloe...Chloe...' She sighed. 'Shes
never going to talk to me again. She must be so we- wait, maybe she just thinks it was a
little thank you. I mean, friends kiss on the cheek, right?' Lana sure hoped so. 'Of course
they do, Clark kissed me on the cheek before but...well he likes me...oh my fu-' Lana
flung herself on her pink cushy bed, 'If I follow that logic then I kissed her on the cheek
because I..I...oh my g-d.' She covered her face with a pillow and groaned, 'How am I
supposed to face her tonight?' She stared out her window towards the barn. To her
suprise, Chloe was still there. She looked confused.
'Oh wonderful,' Lana thought, 'Ive definatly scared her off.'
She watched as Chloe touched the spot she'd kissed as if making sure it was real.
'Yes. It was real. Lana Lang really did just kiss you.'
Now, Chloe was...she was smiling...rather brightly and Lana couldnt believe it.
'She...She's not mad. Wow.'
She pressed her face against the glass pane and exhaled deeply.
Chloe was still smiling when she turned and left the stables, leaving Lana to spy
on nothing but her horses.
Lana eased herself back onto her bed, 'So I guess I will go over there tonight.'
Chloe was practically breaking the sound barrier to get home. Lana Lang had
kissed her. Lana freakin Lang had...
'Woah,' she thought, 'Hold your horses, Chlo.' She stopped to marvel at her own
pun.
'She didnt kiss you, persay, I mean just on the cheek, nothing earth shattering,
right? Just a friendly little thank you kiss.' Somehow, she didnt believe herself. She was
half way up her dirveway when it hit her like a sack of potatoes.
'I liked it...' She gasped, 'I, Chloe Sullivan liked Lana Lang kissing me. Oh my
freakin G-d!!'
She ran up the steps and into the house. She had to get ready for the sleepover. If
Lana was even still coming. Chloe hoped she was.