We managed to belt out a little more!
*Lana*
"Don't you ever touch me like that again," Chloe said, catching her balance and turning around
as we entered the office.
"Fine. Sorry. But I have something to say."
"Fire away," she said, leaning back against a desk.
"If we're going to pull this off..."
"...Then you need to deal with your jealousy."
"Just don't kiss my boyfriend, and we won't have to worry about it."
"Oh, is that all?" She quipped. "I didn't kiss your boyfriend, he kissed me. And I really hope I
don't have to kiss him again, but I may not have a choice."
"Ok, I see your point. But try to be a little more convincing, maybe?"
"I'm doing pretty damn good being you. You need to work on me."
"I wasn't that bad!" I protested.
"'Got a problem, jockstrap?' Please, Lana, give me more credit than that!"
"This from the girl who came up with 'Bite me, jockstrap' all on her own last night."
"'Bite me' is actually a halfway decent insult. And I was suffering from caffeine deprivation at
the time."
"Sure, Chloe. Whatever helps you sleep at night."
"No pun intended?"
"Hahahahaha...not funny."
"You're just no good at friendly banter, are you?"
"What?"
"Like this. You say 'Don't kiss my boyfriend,' and I say 'Would you rather I dump him for you?'"
She looked at me expectantly.
"You wouldn't."
"Oh, I so would."
"Would you really?"
She raised an eyebrow in question. "Care to try me?"
"You are an evil, evil woman, Chloe Sullivan."
"You don't know the half." She stood and started to walk out into the hallway. "If you'll excuse
me, I have a perfect existence to carry out while I can."
"I'm not perfect."
She turned and looked me straight in the eyes. "Compared to me, you're nothing short of a
goddess, if not better."
I really wasn't sure what to make of that.
*Chloe*
List Of Reasons I Should Hate Lana Lang:
1. She took my paper away from me (overlook for a second that she did everything in her infinite
power to get it back for me)
2. Clark
3. She's way too sweet; feels fake
4. Clark
5. Uh...Clark
6. Did I mention Clark?
7. Her excessive display of perfection torments me to no end (translation: she's too perfect and
it bugs me really bad)
8. She was a real bitch in the Torch office just now
9. Clark, Clark, Clark, Clark, Clark...
10. CLARK
List Of Reasons I Should Not Hate Lana Lang:
1. Uh...yeah, well, there's, uh...I don't know why, I just don't!
Oh, wait, I got one...
2. I want her around because it's fun to make fun of her when she's too dense to realize I even
am
*Pete*
"Clark?"
"Hmm?"
"Are you able to form words yet?"
He shook his head.
"Try!"
"I can't ghabajgioaj..."
"Oh, ok. Just making sure."
*Lana*
"Don't you ever touch me like that again," Chloe said, catching her balance and turning around
as we entered the office.
"Fine. Sorry. But I have something to say."
"Fire away," she said, leaning back against a desk.
"If we're going to pull this off..."
"...Then you need to deal with your jealousy."
"Just don't kiss my boyfriend, and we won't have to worry about it."
"Oh, is that all?" She quipped. "I didn't kiss your boyfriend, he kissed me. And I really hope I
don't have to kiss him again, but I may not have a choice."
"Ok, I see your point. But try to be a little more convincing, maybe?"
"I'm doing pretty damn good being you. You need to work on me."
"I wasn't that bad!" I protested.
"'Got a problem, jockstrap?' Please, Lana, give me more credit than that!"
"This from the girl who came up with 'Bite me, jockstrap' all on her own last night."
"'Bite me' is actually a halfway decent insult. And I was suffering from caffeine deprivation at
the time."
"Sure, Chloe. Whatever helps you sleep at night."
"No pun intended?"
"Hahahahaha...not funny."
"You're just no good at friendly banter, are you?"
"What?"
"Like this. You say 'Don't kiss my boyfriend,' and I say 'Would you rather I dump him for you?'"
She looked at me expectantly.
"You wouldn't."
"Oh, I so would."
"Would you really?"
She raised an eyebrow in question. "Care to try me?"
"You are an evil, evil woman, Chloe Sullivan."
"You don't know the half." She stood and started to walk out into the hallway. "If you'll excuse
me, I have a perfect existence to carry out while I can."
"I'm not perfect."
She turned and looked me straight in the eyes. "Compared to me, you're nothing short of a
goddess, if not better."
I really wasn't sure what to make of that.
*Chloe*
List Of Reasons I Should Hate Lana Lang:
1. She took my paper away from me (overlook for a second that she did everything in her infinite
power to get it back for me)
2. Clark
3. She's way too sweet; feels fake
4. Clark
5. Uh...Clark
6. Did I mention Clark?
7. Her excessive display of perfection torments me to no end (translation: she's too perfect and
it bugs me really bad)
8. She was a real bitch in the Torch office just now
9. Clark, Clark, Clark, Clark, Clark...
10. CLARK
List Of Reasons I Should Not Hate Lana Lang:
1. Uh...yeah, well, there's, uh...I don't know why, I just don't!
Oh, wait, I got one...
2. I want her around because it's fun to make fun of her when she's too dense to realize I even
am
*Pete*
"Clark?"
"Hmm?"
"Are you able to form words yet?"
He shook his head.
"Try!"
"I can't ghabajgioaj..."
"Oh, ok. Just making sure."