A/N: The band, The Viewpoint...that's my band, *in reality I am the lead singer/guitarist* so that's where it comes from. If u wanna use the Viewpoint in ur Fan fics, I don't care, it's free publicity for me! And no, we've never trashed any hotel rooms.
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Chloe's POV
OMG I love when Clark smiles! It makes you feel like your the most important girl in the world...until Lana Lang shows up.
When Lana was in the hospital after being infected with the Nicodemus, it seemed like he guarded her bed more than her dad's. I remember going in to Pete's room, it gave me the chills. Pete was like totally out, but he looked so...not Pete-like. He was stiff and silent, and he wasn't smiling. I didn't stay long b/c the sight of him like that was too much for me. I remember going to see if Lana was ok and she of course, looked like a soap star in the hospital, her hair and make-up was perfect, yet she was in a coma. Funny how some ppl get all the luck. Clark was with her then, and I didn't wanna stick around long, he didn't seem to care about me too much then. Fortunately Lana, Pete, and Jonathon all came out of it ok.
"So we are definately hitting the concert Saturday?" Pete asked hopefully. I nodded and Clark shrugged,
"If you two are in, then I guess I'm in"
"Cool." Pete said
"What about the lovely Miss Lang?" I asked
"What about her?"
"Are u inviting her?" PLEASE SAY NO! I pleaded silently.
"Yeah maybe." he said.
OUCH! I thought. Now I know how Jon Bon Jovi felt when he wrote 'Shot Through The Heart'.
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Meanwhile at Lana's lunch table...
LANA'S POV
Whitney and his croonies are talking football again. They're so pumped about Saturdays game. I think it's sweet the way they get so into it.
As a cheerleader, you learn to love school spirit. As Whitney put his arm around me I felt chills, like I always do, but Whitney didn't even look at me, our relationship isn't based on that kind of communication. Whitney and I's relationship is true love, he doesn't have to smile at me every five minutes for me to know he loves me. If I pass him in the halls and he doesn't wave, I'm cool with that.
"You're coming Saturday night right Lana?"
"Of course!" I said
"Don't you just love her guys? She's my favorite good luck charm!" Whitney said squeezing my arm.
"I want that girl over there to be my charm" David said, nodding towards a tall red head, with a very full figure.
"Yeah she's pretty hot." Whitney said.
"Looks aren't everything," I said defensively.
"No of course not, there's inner beauty too. And you're beautiful inside AND out!" Whitney said kissing me lightly.
"Of course having a nice rack always helps!" Mark said. I smiled.
Whitney's not that kind of guy, he just said the redhead was hot so he wouldn't embarass David. He's not the cheating type. I snuggled closer to him and could smell the spicy scent of his cologne.
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WHITNEY'S POV
Geez Lana get off me! I wanted to scream. Sometimes I miss being single, things like hitting on chicks and dancing with strange girls at parties, and making out with girls who's names you can't remember we all part of the lives of my single friends. My life consists of constantly pleasing Lana, going w/Lana to parties, sitting with her at lunch, bringing her presents on holidays, kissing her and focusing solely on Lana Lana LANA!
I'm sooo sick of Lana! But I can't break up with her. Let that bastard Clark get his farmer hands on her? No way!
"I'll be rooting just for you on Saturday!" Lana said, smiling up at me.
I smiled back.
"What'll you give me if I win?"
"I'll rock your world!" she said quietly so only I heard it.
Lana thinks she rocks my world. Whenever we make out, she's all there and I just follow along until it's over. It's like paying her my dues. Sure it used to be fun...but Lana's getting old. I'll break up with her, just as soon as I take her to winter formal, then I won't have to worry about founding a date...
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Chloe's POV
OMG I love when Clark smiles! It makes you feel like your the most important girl in the world...until Lana Lang shows up.
When Lana was in the hospital after being infected with the Nicodemus, it seemed like he guarded her bed more than her dad's. I remember going in to Pete's room, it gave me the chills. Pete was like totally out, but he looked so...not Pete-like. He was stiff and silent, and he wasn't smiling. I didn't stay long b/c the sight of him like that was too much for me. I remember going to see if Lana was ok and she of course, looked like a soap star in the hospital, her hair and make-up was perfect, yet she was in a coma. Funny how some ppl get all the luck. Clark was with her then, and I didn't wanna stick around long, he didn't seem to care about me too much then. Fortunately Lana, Pete, and Jonathon all came out of it ok.
"So we are definately hitting the concert Saturday?" Pete asked hopefully. I nodded and Clark shrugged,
"If you two are in, then I guess I'm in"
"Cool." Pete said
"What about the lovely Miss Lang?" I asked
"What about her?"
"Are u inviting her?" PLEASE SAY NO! I pleaded silently.
"Yeah maybe." he said.
OUCH! I thought. Now I know how Jon Bon Jovi felt when he wrote 'Shot Through The Heart'.
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Meanwhile at Lana's lunch table...
LANA'S POV
Whitney and his croonies are talking football again. They're so pumped about Saturdays game. I think it's sweet the way they get so into it.
As a cheerleader, you learn to love school spirit. As Whitney put his arm around me I felt chills, like I always do, but Whitney didn't even look at me, our relationship isn't based on that kind of communication. Whitney and I's relationship is true love, he doesn't have to smile at me every five minutes for me to know he loves me. If I pass him in the halls and he doesn't wave, I'm cool with that.
"You're coming Saturday night right Lana?"
"Of course!" I said
"Don't you just love her guys? She's my favorite good luck charm!" Whitney said squeezing my arm.
"I want that girl over there to be my charm" David said, nodding towards a tall red head, with a very full figure.
"Yeah she's pretty hot." Whitney said.
"Looks aren't everything," I said defensively.
"No of course not, there's inner beauty too. And you're beautiful inside AND out!" Whitney said kissing me lightly.
"Of course having a nice rack always helps!" Mark said. I smiled.
Whitney's not that kind of guy, he just said the redhead was hot so he wouldn't embarass David. He's not the cheating type. I snuggled closer to him and could smell the spicy scent of his cologne.
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WHITNEY'S POV
Geez Lana get off me! I wanted to scream. Sometimes I miss being single, things like hitting on chicks and dancing with strange girls at parties, and making out with girls who's names you can't remember we all part of the lives of my single friends. My life consists of constantly pleasing Lana, going w/Lana to parties, sitting with her at lunch, bringing her presents on holidays, kissing her and focusing solely on Lana Lana LANA!
I'm sooo sick of Lana! But I can't break up with her. Let that bastard Clark get his farmer hands on her? No way!
"I'll be rooting just for you on Saturday!" Lana said, smiling up at me.
I smiled back.
"What'll you give me if I win?"
"I'll rock your world!" she said quietly so only I heard it.
Lana thinks she rocks my world. Whenever we make out, she's all there and I just follow along until it's over. It's like paying her my dues. Sure it used to be fun...but Lana's getting old. I'll break up with her, just as soon as I take her to winter formal, then I won't have to worry about founding a date...