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After Haley's talk with Chloe, she was even more determined to find out what was going on with Clark. Little did she know, Clark was thinking the same thing. After the "dresser incident, Clark knew something was not right. He just didn't know what.
"Mom, Dad…" Clark entered the kitchen where his parents were finishing dinner.
"I have something to tell you." Clark said. He wondered why he always told his parents EVERYTING, when other parents had to interrogate their children to find out what their homework was.
"Uh Oh." Jonathan shifted around in his chair.
"What's wrong Clark?" Martha asked sounded worried.
"Well, I'm OK, it's nothing like that, it's just…" Clark trailed off
"Just what son?" Jonathan questioned.
"Well the last weekend when we were at the Carr's place." Clark began, "I saw Haley do something strange." Clark then explained how he saw Haley's clothes flying across the room and how she made up the excuse about basketball. He then also told them about the comment she made at the Beanery.
After he had finished, his parents looked at each other. "Are you SURE that's what you saw?" Martha asked.
"Yes mom. Positive" Clark replied, sounding very sure of himself. "I think I'm going to go check it out." Clark then told his parents. "Try to find out what's going on."
"You mean spy?" Martha asked, slightly taken aback.
"I don't know son." Jonathan said. "Sounds a little risky to me."
Martha nodded.
"But I have to find out what's going on. What if she's like me? Or what if she's bad news?" The words sounded kinda lame after they came out of Clarks mouth, but he got him message across.
"Whatever you do son, I want you to be VERY CAREFUL! The last thing we want is for someone to find out you're secret and take you away." Jonathan's voice was stern. "Now, why don't we all get some sleep." Jonathan advised. "Tomorrow's Saturday, Farmer's Market and I'm going to need your help getting those apples into the truck." He looked at Clark
"Right dad." Clark answered. He had expected this response. It was clear that Clark would have to take this into his own hands.
But Haley had a plan of her own. She was going to sneak over to the Kent's house and do some snooping. She really liked Clark, and knew it was wrong to go prying into somebody else's business, but curiosity got the best of her. She just HAD to know what was going on.
That night, when everybody had gone to sleep, Haley got dressed in her black leather pants, and a black tee-shirt that said BAD on it, then tied her hair up in braids and put on a black ski cap in attempt to cover her fire red hair. What could she say, she had watched Mission Impossible
too many times.
Haley had only lived here about a week, but it only took that long to learn that the stairs creaked. Haley didn't want to risk her parents hearing her. She would then have some SERIOUS explaining to do. Not something Haley was up for. So Haley came up with another plan. She may as well make use of her powers.
Haley looked around the room, her eyes set upon a small rug in the middle of her floor. It would have to do. This would take major concentration. Haley focused her powers on the rug and it began to float. Once she had it stable, Haley mounted ((stood on top)) of it. This made her think very much of Aladdin and the magic carpet.
Now the hard part, Haley had to get her and the rug out the second story bedroom window, without waking anybody up. Slowly Haley atop the rug began levitating toward the open window. She ducked her head as she left the room into the warm night. The rug then began dropping gently towards the ground. About 6 inches from the ground, Haley stuck her foot out to step down of the rug, but she lost her balance and fell off. She landed on the ground with a soft thud.
"Owe!" Haley gave a muffled cry. "Crap" She thought. Luckily she had not woken anyone up.
Haley ran across a cut through in the corn, avoiding the road in an attempt not to be seen.
It took about 10 minuets, it was hard to maneuver through the corn, but eventually Haley had reached the house. Since Clark's room was on the second floor, and Haley had left the rug at her own home, she realized would have to float herself up.
Haley clenched her fists and concentrated. He began rising up and up. She reached Clark's bedroom window. "Thank God!" She thought. It was unlocked. She opened it, and peered inside. What she saw next amazed her.
At first she thought Clark was still awake. Her heart stopped. Then she realized, he wasn't awake, he was still asleep, but HE WAS FLYING! Well, actually more hovering, about 4 feet above his bed! Haley gasped. She totally forgot that she was suppose to be concentrating, and suddenly began to fall.
Haley let out a small scream and squeezed her eyes shut, waiting for the impact. But it never came. She seemed to be being pulled upward. Her eyes were still shut when she heard a voice say "Haley, Haley! Are you OK?"
She knew that voice. It was Clark's! Suddenly Haley's eyes snapped open. She was laying on Clark's bed with him leaning over her. "If these were different circumstances, I would be in Heaven." Haley thought.
"Are you OK?" Clark repeated himself. He looked very concerned.
"Yeah, I'm OK, I guess." Haley said. She sat up and Clark moved out of the way.
"No, No, I'm not OK." Haley said again. She was angry. She wanted to know what was going on.
"What is going on?" Haley questioned.
Clark averted his eyes. "What do you mean?" He asked.
What do you think as a hanger? Maybe I'll just leave the story here. Hmmmmmm
LOL not! J/K did I have you there? NO well fine then!
After Haley's talk with Chloe, she was even more determined to find out what was going on with Clark. Little did she know, Clark was thinking the same thing. After the "dresser incident, Clark knew something was not right. He just didn't know what.
"Mom, Dad…" Clark entered the kitchen where his parents were finishing dinner.
"I have something to tell you." Clark said. He wondered why he always told his parents EVERYTING, when other parents had to interrogate their children to find out what their homework was.
"Uh Oh." Jonathan shifted around in his chair.
"What's wrong Clark?" Martha asked sounded worried.
"Well, I'm OK, it's nothing like that, it's just…" Clark trailed off
"Just what son?" Jonathan questioned.
"Well the last weekend when we were at the Carr's place." Clark began, "I saw Haley do something strange." Clark then explained how he saw Haley's clothes flying across the room and how she made up the excuse about basketball. He then also told them about the comment she made at the Beanery.
After he had finished, his parents looked at each other. "Are you SURE that's what you saw?" Martha asked.
"Yes mom. Positive" Clark replied, sounding very sure of himself. "I think I'm going to go check it out." Clark then told his parents. "Try to find out what's going on."
"You mean spy?" Martha asked, slightly taken aback.
"I don't know son." Jonathan said. "Sounds a little risky to me."
Martha nodded.
"But I have to find out what's going on. What if she's like me? Or what if she's bad news?" The words sounded kinda lame after they came out of Clarks mouth, but he got him message across.
"Whatever you do son, I want you to be VERY CAREFUL! The last thing we want is for someone to find out you're secret and take you away." Jonathan's voice was stern. "Now, why don't we all get some sleep." Jonathan advised. "Tomorrow's Saturday, Farmer's Market and I'm going to need your help getting those apples into the truck." He looked at Clark
"Right dad." Clark answered. He had expected this response. It was clear that Clark would have to take this into his own hands.
But Haley had a plan of her own. She was going to sneak over to the Kent's house and do some snooping. She really liked Clark, and knew it was wrong to go prying into somebody else's business, but curiosity got the best of her. She just HAD to know what was going on.
That night, when everybody had gone to sleep, Haley got dressed in her black leather pants, and a black tee-shirt that said BAD on it, then tied her hair up in braids and put on a black ski cap in attempt to cover her fire red hair. What could she say, she had watched Mission Impossible
too many times.
Haley had only lived here about a week, but it only took that long to learn that the stairs creaked. Haley didn't want to risk her parents hearing her. She would then have some SERIOUS explaining to do. Not something Haley was up for. So Haley came up with another plan. She may as well make use of her powers.
Haley looked around the room, her eyes set upon a small rug in the middle of her floor. It would have to do. This would take major concentration. Haley focused her powers on the rug and it began to float. Once she had it stable, Haley mounted ((stood on top)) of it. This made her think very much of Aladdin and the magic carpet.
Now the hard part, Haley had to get her and the rug out the second story bedroom window, without waking anybody up. Slowly Haley atop the rug began levitating toward the open window. She ducked her head as she left the room into the warm night. The rug then began dropping gently towards the ground. About 6 inches from the ground, Haley stuck her foot out to step down of the rug, but she lost her balance and fell off. She landed on the ground with a soft thud.
"Owe!" Haley gave a muffled cry. "Crap" She thought. Luckily she had not woken anyone up.
Haley ran across a cut through in the corn, avoiding the road in an attempt not to be seen.
It took about 10 minuets, it was hard to maneuver through the corn, but eventually Haley had reached the house. Since Clark's room was on the second floor, and Haley had left the rug at her own home, she realized would have to float herself up.
Haley clenched her fists and concentrated. He began rising up and up. She reached Clark's bedroom window. "Thank God!" She thought. It was unlocked. She opened it, and peered inside. What she saw next amazed her.
At first she thought Clark was still awake. Her heart stopped. Then she realized, he wasn't awake, he was still asleep, but HE WAS FLYING! Well, actually more hovering, about 4 feet above his bed! Haley gasped. She totally forgot that she was suppose to be concentrating, and suddenly began to fall.
Haley let out a small scream and squeezed her eyes shut, waiting for the impact. But it never came. She seemed to be being pulled upward. Her eyes were still shut when she heard a voice say "Haley, Haley! Are you OK?"
She knew that voice. It was Clark's! Suddenly Haley's eyes snapped open. She was laying on Clark's bed with him leaning over her. "If these were different circumstances, I would be in Heaven." Haley thought.
"Are you OK?" Clark repeated himself. He looked very concerned.
"Yeah, I'm OK, I guess." Haley said. She sat up and Clark moved out of the way.
"No, No, I'm not OK." Haley said again. She was angry. She wanted to know what was going on.
"What is going on?" Haley questioned.
Clark averted his eyes. "What do you mean?" He asked.
What do you think as a hanger? Maybe I'll just leave the story here. Hmmmmmm
LOL not! J/K did I have you there? NO well fine then!