Chapter 5
Lana climbed the stairs leading to the Sullivan porch. She turned and nervously
waved good bye to Nell, who still sat in her car in the driveway. Nell honked and drove
off. Lana stared anxiously at the front door.
"No turning back now..." she reached over and rang the doorbell. She peered
through the screen door. A light was on in the kitchen but she didnt see any sign of life
inside. She knocked. All of sudden, Chloe flung open the kitchen door. She spotted Lana
outside and smiled.
"You came!" she excitedly let Lana into the kitchen.
"Of course I came. You promised to help me get over shithe- I mean Whitney,
right?" she mocked Chloes earlier slips.
Chloe laughed, "Gimme a sec to get these cookies out of the oven ok? Have a seat
at the table."
Lana sat and admired Chloe from behind. She wore light green scrubs and a white
tank top. Her blonde hair was flipped out to the sides with sparkly clips holding it in
place. Lana sighed softly. She was beautiful. Lana glanced down for a second and caught
a glimpse of Chloes feet from underneath her pants.
"Nice socks..." Lana teased as Chloe was sporting multi-color striped toe socks.
Chloe spun around.
"You have a problem with my socks, Miss Fashion Police?"
Lana giggled, "Not at all, oh Matching Impaired One. I absolutly adore your
choice of footwear."
Chloe gasped comidically, "Youre making fun of me! Ladies and Gentlemen," she
spoke to the air because there was no one else in the room, "I want to go on record as
saying that she!," Chloe pointed accusingly at the hysterical Lana, "sooo started it!"
Lana laughed, "Oh and what are you gunna do about it?"
Chloes eyes flashed wickedly, "Youll see...just sleep with one eye open..."
"Is that even possible?"
Chloe scoffed and turned back to face her baking, "Just for that, no cookies for
you!"
Lana stood and reached over Chloes shoulder towards the baked goods. Chloe
slapped her hand away, "Uh uh! All for me, none for you!"
Lana crossed her arms and made a sad puppy face, "Pleeease?"
Chloe thought about it for a moment before sighing, "Ok just one."
Lana grinned and snatched a cookie from the tray. Chloe watched her take a big
bite. Lanas eyes widened.
"Dis ish goot..." she chewed, "Yew mafe dis?"
Chloe snickered, "Yeah I did. Tell anyone and youre a dead woman!"
Lana nodded and Chloe watched her smooth dark hair swish across her shoulders.
Wow. Lana had come in pajamas. Black tank top. Pink fuzzy slippers. Pink silk pants.
"I like your pants." Chloe blurted and hated herself for it afterwards. She sounded
like shed been looking but Lana didnt seem to notice.
"Yeah? Got em at Victorias Secret. Theyre really soft. Feel." She took Chloes
hand and placed it on her thigh, moving it up and down, "Its silk. They were a birthday
present from Lex."
Chloe tried to keep under control, "Thats nice of him."
Suddenly, Chloe remembered the suprise she had set up, "Lana come on I wanna
show you the living room..." she grabbed Lanas hand and lead her deeper into the house.
When they reached the intended destination, Lana froze.
"Chloe...wow.." Before her was the ultimate sleepover arrangement. Chloe had
spread out tons of blankets and sleeping bags across the floor in front of the big screen
TV. There were bowls of chips, M&Ms and cheetos sitting on the table next to the TV
and dozens of movies lay out ready to be watched.
"This is...wow...awesome!" she grinned brightly and Chloe looked smug.
"Im glad you approve."
They sat down on the blankets and scanned the videos.
"I got a bunch of chick flicks...you know to get the whole independence vibe
going."
Lana picked up movie after movie, "Legally Blonde, Where the Heart is, Down to
you, Save the Last Dance, Center Stage....South Pacific?"
Chloe shrugged, "Im gunna wash that man right outta my hair!"
Lana rolled her eyes and continued her search, "Head over Heels, Kate and
Leopold, Shes All That, On the Line...Attack of the Alien Clones V?"
Chloe blushed and quickly disguarded the sci fi, "Whoops, Howd that get in
there?"
Lana laughed, "I knew you were a weirdo..."
Chloe hit her lightly on the side of the head, "Pick a movie already!"
Lana groaned, "Fine, how bout...Bring it on?"
"You can take the cheerleader out of the pom pom brigade but you cant take the
pom pom brigade out of the cheerleader..."
"Hey its not myyy movie..." she raised an eyebrow, "Care to share with the rest of
the group why the jock hater owns Bring it on?"
Chloe smirked, "I plead the fifth."
"Somebody has a cheer fetish and its certainly not meee." Lana said in a singsong
voice.
"Kiss my ass, Lang," Chloe put her hand to her lips and then to her butt, "Are we
gunna watch or not?"
"Certainly," Lana placed the tape in the VCR, "Wouldnt want to keep the pervert
from her cheerleading fantasies."
Chloe laid next to her on the blankets, "Youve got a sick mind, little girl."
"Look whos talking."
Lana climbed the stairs leading to the Sullivan porch. She turned and nervously
waved good bye to Nell, who still sat in her car in the driveway. Nell honked and drove
off. Lana stared anxiously at the front door.
"No turning back now..." she reached over and rang the doorbell. She peered
through the screen door. A light was on in the kitchen but she didnt see any sign of life
inside. She knocked. All of sudden, Chloe flung open the kitchen door. She spotted Lana
outside and smiled.
"You came!" she excitedly let Lana into the kitchen.
"Of course I came. You promised to help me get over shithe- I mean Whitney,
right?" she mocked Chloes earlier slips.
Chloe laughed, "Gimme a sec to get these cookies out of the oven ok? Have a seat
at the table."
Lana sat and admired Chloe from behind. She wore light green scrubs and a white
tank top. Her blonde hair was flipped out to the sides with sparkly clips holding it in
place. Lana sighed softly. She was beautiful. Lana glanced down for a second and caught
a glimpse of Chloes feet from underneath her pants.
"Nice socks..." Lana teased as Chloe was sporting multi-color striped toe socks.
Chloe spun around.
"You have a problem with my socks, Miss Fashion Police?"
Lana giggled, "Not at all, oh Matching Impaired One. I absolutly adore your
choice of footwear."
Chloe gasped comidically, "Youre making fun of me! Ladies and Gentlemen," she
spoke to the air because there was no one else in the room, "I want to go on record as
saying that she!," Chloe pointed accusingly at the hysterical Lana, "sooo started it!"
Lana laughed, "Oh and what are you gunna do about it?"
Chloes eyes flashed wickedly, "Youll see...just sleep with one eye open..."
"Is that even possible?"
Chloe scoffed and turned back to face her baking, "Just for that, no cookies for
you!"
Lana stood and reached over Chloes shoulder towards the baked goods. Chloe
slapped her hand away, "Uh uh! All for me, none for you!"
Lana crossed her arms and made a sad puppy face, "Pleeease?"
Chloe thought about it for a moment before sighing, "Ok just one."
Lana grinned and snatched a cookie from the tray. Chloe watched her take a big
bite. Lanas eyes widened.
"Dis ish goot..." she chewed, "Yew mafe dis?"
Chloe snickered, "Yeah I did. Tell anyone and youre a dead woman!"
Lana nodded and Chloe watched her smooth dark hair swish across her shoulders.
Wow. Lana had come in pajamas. Black tank top. Pink fuzzy slippers. Pink silk pants.
"I like your pants." Chloe blurted and hated herself for it afterwards. She sounded
like shed been looking but Lana didnt seem to notice.
"Yeah? Got em at Victorias Secret. Theyre really soft. Feel." She took Chloes
hand and placed it on her thigh, moving it up and down, "Its silk. They were a birthday
present from Lex."
Chloe tried to keep under control, "Thats nice of him."
Suddenly, Chloe remembered the suprise she had set up, "Lana come on I wanna
show you the living room..." she grabbed Lanas hand and lead her deeper into the house.
When they reached the intended destination, Lana froze.
"Chloe...wow.." Before her was the ultimate sleepover arrangement. Chloe had
spread out tons of blankets and sleeping bags across the floor in front of the big screen
TV. There were bowls of chips, M&Ms and cheetos sitting on the table next to the TV
and dozens of movies lay out ready to be watched.
"This is...wow...awesome!" she grinned brightly and Chloe looked smug.
"Im glad you approve."
They sat down on the blankets and scanned the videos.
"I got a bunch of chick flicks...you know to get the whole independence vibe
going."
Lana picked up movie after movie, "Legally Blonde, Where the Heart is, Down to
you, Save the Last Dance, Center Stage....South Pacific?"
Chloe shrugged, "Im gunna wash that man right outta my hair!"
Lana rolled her eyes and continued her search, "Head over Heels, Kate and
Leopold, Shes All That, On the Line...Attack of the Alien Clones V?"
Chloe blushed and quickly disguarded the sci fi, "Whoops, Howd that get in
there?"
Lana laughed, "I knew you were a weirdo..."
Chloe hit her lightly on the side of the head, "Pick a movie already!"
Lana groaned, "Fine, how bout...Bring it on?"
"You can take the cheerleader out of the pom pom brigade but you cant take the
pom pom brigade out of the cheerleader..."
"Hey its not myyy movie..." she raised an eyebrow, "Care to share with the rest of
the group why the jock hater owns Bring it on?"
Chloe smirked, "I plead the fifth."
"Somebody has a cheer fetish and its certainly not meee." Lana said in a singsong
voice.
"Kiss my ass, Lang," Chloe put her hand to her lips and then to her butt, "Are we
gunna watch or not?"
"Certainly," Lana placed the tape in the VCR, "Wouldnt want to keep the pervert
from her cheerleading fantasies."
Chloe laid next to her on the blankets, "Youve got a sick mind, little girl."
"Look whos talking."