Disclaimer: I don't own Smallville (unfortunately) or any of these characters so if you've got a problem, well too bad for you.

Author's note: I just thought it would be fun to make time go over and over again. (This will come later in the story.) Also, I revised the story so that there would be more background and dialogue. This'll give much more sense into the story. I also make references that will come later in the story from the Lois and Clark series and the comics.

Time After Time

7:55 A.M., November 3, 2003, Smallville High School, Main Entrance

"Hey guys wait up!" I shouted to Chloe and to Pete. I ran in regular human speed to catch up to them.

"Hey there Clark." Chloe said to me. She flashed me her usual perky smile.

"Watsup Clark." Pete said to me as soon as I came by his side. Pete has his arm around Chloe's shoulders. They've been dating for a couple of months now and are officially an "item"

"So how was you're date last night?" I finally asked them. They went to the movies. I was supposed to come too, but since I've already experienced having two of my best friends make out right after they show the dancing popcorns, I knew better to not get into their way.

"It was fun." Chloe said while looking up to Pete in this kind of disgusting romantic look on her face.

Their first date was actually kind of a diversion for me for Chloe's now former crush on me. We were supposed to go to The Talon as a study group, when I "suddenly and unexpectedly" bailed on them. I knew Chloe had a huge crush on me and the big, long kiss that she planted on me a couple of years back was the evidence. I also knew that Pete likes Chloe. So after hours on waiting in the booth for me, they found out that I wasn't gonna come. They started talking and found out a lot about each other that they never knew. They totally liked the idea of spending some time with just the two of them, that they didn't even asked me to go with them in their next study date. At first, my plan to hook my friends up together was crazy and impossible. Guess it worked.

8:00 A.M, Room 125, History Class, Mrs. Carter

OK. I'm in my usual seat and it's already 8:00. Where the hell is Mrs. Carter?! She's late. She's never late. Maybe except that time when Dante Garcia got suspended for fighting. Oh damn! One of us is going to the Principal's Office! But no one did anything wrong; did they? Maybe I'm overreacting. Maybe it's about something good. I hope.

"Hey Clark." Lana said when she put her arm on my shoulder. She gave me her beautiful smile, but then that faded away.

"What's wrong Lana?" I then ask her. Something is bothering her and I don't know why.

"Nothing. It's just the Homecoming Dance is coming up, and I remember the time Whitney and I were Homecoming king and queen." she said while looking down on her notebook, playing with a piece of paper. I hate seeing her like this.

"Lana, c'mon. Cheer up. Stop remembering old memories of Whitney. He's in college and has a new girl in his life and I don't think he goes moping around reminiscing about ex-girlfriends. That's why you gotta get back in the game. Like, who are you taking to the dance?" Wait a sec. What the hell did I just say? Am I crazy?! This is my chance to go on with my game and ask her out.

"Nobody, yet." she said. She's biting her lip and it seems like she's waiting for me to say something. C'mon Clark, your move. What happened to my lightning fast reflexes? "Ughh." she says while looking at her watch. Oh no. Too late. "I'm sorry Clark, but I have to go to the Dance Committee meeting today. The dance is the Saturday from the next and we still need to find volunteers to help us set the gym for next week."

"Oh well, I guess I'll be seeing you."

I turn my head around to see what is keeping Mrs. Carter so long. She almost scared me when she just popped out of nowhere with her big old eyes staring at me.

"Clark, Principal Reynolds wants to see you." she then says. Damn, she gives me the creeps. So I took my stuff and the pass, and left the classroom with the whole class staring at me wondering what I, Clark Kent, has done to deserve a little chat with Kwan.

8:10, door of Principal Reynolds' office.

*knock* *knock*

"Come in."

I opened the door to see Mr. Reynolds sitting in his chair. The desk in front of him is so clean and neat.

"Ah, Mr. Kent. Please sit down." His hand is gesturing me to sit in the chair opposite his on the other side of the desk. "Mr. Kent, you are here today because I want you to do me a favor. You are familiar that the U.S. Army is going to be in Smallville for the next few weeks, right?"

I nodded.

"You see, one of the officers has a teenage daughter who is you're age. She has never been here in Smallville and wants to be treated like a normal student. Since she wants to be a student, she has to have a schedule of all her classes that she's going to be attending; but since she's staying for only three weeks, it is useless to create a whole entire schedule for her."

Where is this going? What does this girl have to do with me?

"So, we made her choose what combination of classes she wants to take during her stay. And, she picked yours."

"Excuse me?"

"She's going to be in every single class you are in. But in Gym, she has to join the girls of course. You will also show her the town and introduce her to most of the senior class. Of course will be getting service credit for this that will be shown in your college application."

Whoa. What's wrong with that? "So, when is she gonna be here?"

Then suddenly, the door opened. I turned my head and saw this girl with shoulder length black hair. She was wearing shades. Like the one in MI: 2. Blue jeans, white long sleeved shirt, and sneakers.

I got up from my seat since Mr. Reynolds got up from his too.

"Sorry I'm late. Barely had time to unpack." her voice sounded sweet. Yet at the same time kind of bossy. " Mr. Reynolds, right?"

"Yes that's correct. Mr. Kent, I would like you to meet Ms. Lois Joanne Lane. Ms. Lane, I would like you to meet Mr. Clark Jerome Kent."

She took off her shades. She's beautiful. Not like Lana-gorgeous or Mrs.Carter-horrifying, but beautiful, in her own way. I feel like there's butterflies in my stomach.

"Hi, I'm Lois." She said to me. What the hell am I gonna say?

"H-, um, hi. I'm, uh, C-Clark" Hey, at least I still manage to say my name.

"Do you always stutter like this?" she asked with this curious look on her face. "Oddly enough, no." She kind of laughed. It's like there's sparks between us. Like we totally clicked. What am I talking about? I'm so lame.

"Ok." said a voice behind us. For a second, it's like Reynolds wasn't there; until he spoke. "Here is a pass to go to the library, you can get all your books there, just ask for Ms. Jenkins she'll give you all of what you need. Your locker number and combination, a list of after-school activities you may want to join during your stay, your schedule and a note to give to your teachers." He gave her so many pieces of paper. She took them all and put them in a pocket in her messenger bag.

"Now off you two go." he said lastly. And we went.