Authors note. I have no intention of turning this into slash. There might
be a love hate relationship between Dori and Lex. I'm not really sure
where the story is going honestly. I'm not a real expert on all things
superman so if I make mistakes forgive me. I just found out that the "boy"
who plays Clark is two years older then I and that's scary. I also found
out that Clark's middle name is Jerome. And that Michael has done
voiceovers in Batman beyond.
I was now a junior in high school. I would officially begin school tomorrow as for today I was being shown around the school by none other then Lana Lang. She apparently volunteers for these sorts of thing all the time. I found out why Clark was so infatuated with her. Other then the fact that she was beautiful I was surprised to find out she was actually nice. I hated girls like her in my high school but I never actually talked to one. To be fair they never talked to me either. She showed me the classes; the auditorium, the stadium and then we went to the cafeteria for lunch. Clark waved at me and I made to go sit next to him but Lana headed over to the table o jocks so I followed not sure if I should separate from my guide. I shrugged in Clark's direction and he didn't seem to disappointed and continued his conversation with Chloe.
The conversation at the table was all about football apparently a big game was Friday night. I sat kind of silent. I listened to the cheerleaders trying to get Lana back on the squad and it surprised me that she was not a cheerleader, well not any more. I asked about the track team and they looked at me kind of funny. I guess the only sport at this table was football. After lunch I ran into Clark again and apologized. He said it was no problem and I could see he wished he were the one sitting next to Lana at lunch. "Believe me Clark you didn't miss much."
Lana came behind me and asked if I wanted to see the Torch, the school newspaper. Chloe was already in there; she had a free period and spent it working on the paper. There I was introduced to the wall of weird. Chloe was more then willing to show it off.
"Wow, so much has happened in this town."
"All in the past 13 years too." Chloe added as I studied the wall. "No one else pays much attention to this town but really there's just to much weirdness going on for it to be coincidence."
"Most people blame Lex Luther." Lana spoke.
"Lex? How? I mean he's all of what 22, 23?"
Lana shook her head. "No I mean his company, his dad's company, people want to blame pollution."
"I don't buy it, I blame the meteors." Chloe said with conviction.
I just kept looking at the wall. There was so much I didn't know about this town.
The school day ended with me meeting with some of my new teachers and getting loaded up with work I needed to do to catch up with the class. I would gladly do it. I never felt more normal. Next was to learn what I could about farm life with Clark.
I was ready to take the school bus home with Clark when I heard a very large noise behind me. Squeal of tires and someone shouting for Clark.
Lex Luther in a little sports car I'm sure cost more then the Kent's house. "Need a ride home Kent?" Lex came walking up. "You too of course Dori."
"Of course." I said under my breath. Clark seemed very eager to get into the sports car and honestly I think I would enjoy it better then the bus. I climbed into what could be considered a backseat and Lex took off at top speeds.
"Can't help but think I've seen you before Dori." Lex shouted over the wind. I didn't respond that I felt the same way. We came to the Kent farm soon enough and I thanked Lex for the ride. Clark hung back and I heard Lex ask about Lana.
I took over some chores inside the house and out. Laundry and ironing, feeding the chickens (the only animals on the farm), helping to weed the vegetable gardens, and helping out in other ways that were not too specific. I had no problem with this and as I learned more I'm sure I would do more farm work.
Later that night I found Clark in the barn looking in his telescope.
"Hey."
Clark jumped.
"Guilty of something I should know about?" I looked through the telescope that was aimed directly at Lana Lang's porch. I saw she was sitting there with Whitney.
"Oh Clark, this is a little sad not to mention creepy."
Clark blushed and sat on the old couch. "Don't worry worst things have been done for love." I reassured him sitting next to him but still looking out the window.
"So it's definitely Lana?"
"What do you mean?"
"I mean its Lana not Lex?"
"Lex?" It took him a whole minute to get it before changing a brighter color of red. "No, No. He's a really good friend. He's always trying to get me and Lana together."
"Why would a billionaire worry about a farm boys love life?"
"I guess he feels he owes me. I umm I saved his life."
That was interesting. "Really?"
"Yeah pulled him out of his car when he ran off the road into the river."
"Wow, I guess he does owe you." That's why he was so protective of Clark. Love, 'the you saved my life I owe you it and I want to make sure your safe' love. Brotherly love, maybe a little more then that.
"So you know about me what about you?"
"What about me?" I asked.
"I don't know any thing. I mean you know I spy on my neighbor you have to give me something. What's your middle name?"
"My middle name?"
"Yeah everyone usually have this horrible middle name."
"It's Tara."
"Tara?"
"My mom was a big Gone With the Wind fan." My voice got quiet as I thought of my mom.
"Do you want to tell me about her?" Clark asked carefully.
"She was…wonderful. I mean really your mom reminds me of her. Always kind, always ready to help. I remember my dad flipped one time because she brought home a stray dog she found on the highway. It was a little rotti pup. Dirty and cold. My mom took it in bathed it gave it food wrapped it in a towel. A neighbor down the road adopted it about a week later when my dad wanted it out of the house. He never really did like dogs."
I smiled at Clark. "And now I'm the little rotti and your mom's taken me in."
"Your mom sounds really nice."
"She was."
And we sat in silence until it was time to go in.
As I went to bed that night again I though how luck I was. As I drifted to sleep I suddenly remembered where I knew Lex from. I sat straight up in my bed.
"Oh no."
It's OK everything will be OK. But it won't. I remember him. They'll kick me out. A club. In Gotham. Actually a few. Damn. I hate this. Will they be disgusted? Will Lex even remember? Would he tell them? I remember, shots lots of shots, pills, who knows what, x probably, worse who knows, I remember him, wearing a hat. Alex not Lex. He was just as bad as I was, wasn't he? Yes very drunk all over some friend of mine, a couple of friends of mine. Me? Did I? No I would have remembered that I was never so far gone that I forgot that. The whole 10 months in Gotham was a blur but I remember Lex now. If he told the Kent's they would know about him. He already was in bad light with Jonathan but he didn't care about the older Kent's opinion. But I did. Would they throw me out? Would Clark fight for me? Would Lex risk it? God it was three in the morning. I was dirty, bad influence on Clark, the Kent's would have to think of their sons well being. But I wasn't like that any more. It was two years ago. I didn't have anything to worry about right? Right?
I was now a junior in high school. I would officially begin school tomorrow as for today I was being shown around the school by none other then Lana Lang. She apparently volunteers for these sorts of thing all the time. I found out why Clark was so infatuated with her. Other then the fact that she was beautiful I was surprised to find out she was actually nice. I hated girls like her in my high school but I never actually talked to one. To be fair they never talked to me either. She showed me the classes; the auditorium, the stadium and then we went to the cafeteria for lunch. Clark waved at me and I made to go sit next to him but Lana headed over to the table o jocks so I followed not sure if I should separate from my guide. I shrugged in Clark's direction and he didn't seem to disappointed and continued his conversation with Chloe.
The conversation at the table was all about football apparently a big game was Friday night. I sat kind of silent. I listened to the cheerleaders trying to get Lana back on the squad and it surprised me that she was not a cheerleader, well not any more. I asked about the track team and they looked at me kind of funny. I guess the only sport at this table was football. After lunch I ran into Clark again and apologized. He said it was no problem and I could see he wished he were the one sitting next to Lana at lunch. "Believe me Clark you didn't miss much."
Lana came behind me and asked if I wanted to see the Torch, the school newspaper. Chloe was already in there; she had a free period and spent it working on the paper. There I was introduced to the wall of weird. Chloe was more then willing to show it off.
"Wow, so much has happened in this town."
"All in the past 13 years too." Chloe added as I studied the wall. "No one else pays much attention to this town but really there's just to much weirdness going on for it to be coincidence."
"Most people blame Lex Luther." Lana spoke.
"Lex? How? I mean he's all of what 22, 23?"
Lana shook her head. "No I mean his company, his dad's company, people want to blame pollution."
"I don't buy it, I blame the meteors." Chloe said with conviction.
I just kept looking at the wall. There was so much I didn't know about this town.
The school day ended with me meeting with some of my new teachers and getting loaded up with work I needed to do to catch up with the class. I would gladly do it. I never felt more normal. Next was to learn what I could about farm life with Clark.
I was ready to take the school bus home with Clark when I heard a very large noise behind me. Squeal of tires and someone shouting for Clark.
Lex Luther in a little sports car I'm sure cost more then the Kent's house. "Need a ride home Kent?" Lex came walking up. "You too of course Dori."
"Of course." I said under my breath. Clark seemed very eager to get into the sports car and honestly I think I would enjoy it better then the bus. I climbed into what could be considered a backseat and Lex took off at top speeds.
"Can't help but think I've seen you before Dori." Lex shouted over the wind. I didn't respond that I felt the same way. We came to the Kent farm soon enough and I thanked Lex for the ride. Clark hung back and I heard Lex ask about Lana.
I took over some chores inside the house and out. Laundry and ironing, feeding the chickens (the only animals on the farm), helping to weed the vegetable gardens, and helping out in other ways that were not too specific. I had no problem with this and as I learned more I'm sure I would do more farm work.
Later that night I found Clark in the barn looking in his telescope.
"Hey."
Clark jumped.
"Guilty of something I should know about?" I looked through the telescope that was aimed directly at Lana Lang's porch. I saw she was sitting there with Whitney.
"Oh Clark, this is a little sad not to mention creepy."
Clark blushed and sat on the old couch. "Don't worry worst things have been done for love." I reassured him sitting next to him but still looking out the window.
"So it's definitely Lana?"
"What do you mean?"
"I mean its Lana not Lex?"
"Lex?" It took him a whole minute to get it before changing a brighter color of red. "No, No. He's a really good friend. He's always trying to get me and Lana together."
"Why would a billionaire worry about a farm boys love life?"
"I guess he feels he owes me. I umm I saved his life."
That was interesting. "Really?"
"Yeah pulled him out of his car when he ran off the road into the river."
"Wow, I guess he does owe you." That's why he was so protective of Clark. Love, 'the you saved my life I owe you it and I want to make sure your safe' love. Brotherly love, maybe a little more then that.
"So you know about me what about you?"
"What about me?" I asked.
"I don't know any thing. I mean you know I spy on my neighbor you have to give me something. What's your middle name?"
"My middle name?"
"Yeah everyone usually have this horrible middle name."
"It's Tara."
"Tara?"
"My mom was a big Gone With the Wind fan." My voice got quiet as I thought of my mom.
"Do you want to tell me about her?" Clark asked carefully.
"She was…wonderful. I mean really your mom reminds me of her. Always kind, always ready to help. I remember my dad flipped one time because she brought home a stray dog she found on the highway. It was a little rotti pup. Dirty and cold. My mom took it in bathed it gave it food wrapped it in a towel. A neighbor down the road adopted it about a week later when my dad wanted it out of the house. He never really did like dogs."
I smiled at Clark. "And now I'm the little rotti and your mom's taken me in."
"Your mom sounds really nice."
"She was."
And we sat in silence until it was time to go in.
As I went to bed that night again I though how luck I was. As I drifted to sleep I suddenly remembered where I knew Lex from. I sat straight up in my bed.
"Oh no."
It's OK everything will be OK. But it won't. I remember him. They'll kick me out. A club. In Gotham. Actually a few. Damn. I hate this. Will they be disgusted? Will Lex even remember? Would he tell them? I remember, shots lots of shots, pills, who knows what, x probably, worse who knows, I remember him, wearing a hat. Alex not Lex. He was just as bad as I was, wasn't he? Yes very drunk all over some friend of mine, a couple of friends of mine. Me? Did I? No I would have remembered that I was never so far gone that I forgot that. The whole 10 months in Gotham was a blur but I remember Lex now. If he told the Kent's they would know about him. He already was in bad light with Jonathan but he didn't care about the older Kent's opinion. But I did. Would they throw me out? Would Clark fight for me? Would Lex risk it? God it was three in the morning. I was dirty, bad influence on Clark, the Kent's would have to think of their sons well being. But I wasn't like that any more. It was two years ago. I didn't have anything to worry about right? Right?