DISCLAIMER : Smallville and it's characters do not belong to me......unfortunatley! Only the plot is mine.



I finally got what I wanted - Clark Kent was in love with me! We had been good
friends for years, but I had always felt like we could be much more than that.
It took Clark a while to figure out that I was better for him than Miss Princess
Perfect, Lana Lang, but he asked me to the Spring Formal, not her, and even though
he disappeared for a while that night (and I'm still not sure that he told me the truth
about where he went) I just knew it was the start of something special.
Being friends first brought advantages - we knew each other really well, we liked
each other and we were really close and very 'together', but knowing each other so
well had it's downside too. We almost knew too much about each other. There
wasn't much left to find out, no excitement or mystery. On some level, I guess I
wished Clark had a more exciting life, that I had a more exciting life. I suppose that's
why it all happened the way it did.
Lex Luthor was Clark's best friend and my father's boss. To me he was just another
guy in a suit, who paid my father and was a friend to my boyfriend, but then we got a
little bit closer.....

Clark and I were invited to Lex Luthor's mansion for dinner. He had invited Lana
too. I guess he felt sorry for her now Whitney had gone to join the Marines. I knew it
shouldn't bother me but no matter how much I loved and trusted Clark, I had this
awful feeling that as soon as Lana batted her eyelids, Clark would drop me like a hot
brick and go running after her.
Actually, when I saw her at dinner, I felt sorry for her. Her dress was plain and pale,
like her face. She looked expressionless and drained. Whitney's leaving hit her hard
and then what happened in the storm...........
She managed a small smile to greet us but I was not convinced that she was pleased
to be there. We sat, we ate, we talked, carefully keeping the topic of conversation
away from the dance, the storm, Whitney, anything that might be even slightly
controversial or painful for anyone. Most of the conversation was dominated by Lex
and Clark. I sat quietly until the end of the meal and Lana hardly spoke and hardly
ate a thing.
"That was great!" I smiled, putting down my dessert spoon, "Thankyou, Mr Luthor".
"You're welcome," he smiled, "and I've told you, it's Lex".
As he smiled, I noticed how great he looked when he did it. I'd never looked at him
that way, I guess he didn't smile much so I had no reason to notice it, but he did have
an incredible smile. I duly noted it and the conversation moved on. 'It was not a big
deal, so Lex Luthor had a nice smile - so what?!' I thought to myself.
After a few minutes we moved into a sitting room for coffee. Lana excused herself,
to 'powder her nose,' leaving me on a large sofa between my boyfriend and the guy
with the amazing smile.


TO BE CONTINUED (if I get good reviews!)






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