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Chapter 2:Changing
The ride to Metropolis had been suprisingly enjoyable. It had been filled with stupid jokes and about a hundred 'you remember the time we' stories. The whole time, Chloe had been carefully mapping out her attack plan. 'Play hard to get and make Lex want you. Ohh and Chloe try not to get your heart ripped out in the process.' Sometimes Chloe really hated her conscience.
"Chloe?" she looked up and was greeted with the concerned face of Clark.
"Yeah?"
"Where'd you go? We've been calling you for like five minutes," he informed her as he watched an embarrassed flush pass across her face.
"Oh sorry I was just thinking. What's up," she asked inquiring as to why they had been calling her name 'for like five minutes'.
"We're here," Pete intoned looking out the window at the towering skyscraper.
"We're here?" What where the hell had the last 100 miles gone? Okay breathe Chloe, breathe in out in out. She so wasn't ready for this, yet.. . .
Yep. We're here. The Limo pulled over and stopped in front of the valet. Pete was the first one out, barley able to contain his excitement. Clark helped Lana out then reached his hand in to help Chloe out. She accepted gratefully, not wanting to go into yet another battle with her heels that she would no doubt lose.
"God I missed this," she said to herself. She looked up at the buildings towering above her. Crowds cluttered the sidewalk. Metropolis had been her first home and there were so many memories here. She loved it all. The noise, the people, but most of all the feeling of being lost in a crowd.
As she glanced at the other members of her group, she realized just how foreign all of this was to them. If it was possible, Lana had moved even closer to Clark, and Pete was staring in awe of the building before them.
"So are we just going to stand here all night or are we going in," she said, making her way to the door. Once inside, the group went to the concierge desk and asked for the Luthor suite. The woman glanced at the group with disdain and motioned to an elevator at the end of the floor.
"It's the top floor." She handed Chloe a key. "It's an express elevator. It'll take you right up."
"Thanks," Lana said cheerily and was only granted with a slight quirk of her lips before she busied herself with the computer in front of her.
When the doors of the elevator opened, Chloe let out an audible gasp. "Oh my god. This place is amazing."
"Thanks."
Chloe whirled around at the sound of Lex's voice. He was leaning against one of the pillars and looked like he didn't have a care in the world. Dressed casually in dark slacks and a light blue dress shirt, he looked gorgeous. Chloe had to suppress another gasp when he winked at her. 'Okay, losing that Woman on top mentality. Woman power. I am woman hear me roar. Breathe Chloe. She was glad that Pete and Lana hadn't noticed. They were still to busy gawking at the spotless apartment. Clark just gave her a knowing smile.
"SO where are we going," Chloe blurted, trying to break the uncomfortable silence that only she seemed to be feeling.
"Ever heard of The Glass Slipper?"
"The club," she motioned to the other people in the room. "We can't get in or haven't you noticed we're not all cynical old men like you."
Instead of answering he just smirked and pulled out a white envelope. "You guys really are to sheltered. This is a fake ID," he said in the tone of voice a kindergarten teacher would use when describing crayons.
"Umm. Lex. I'm all for a night on the town but don't you think we could do it the legal don't have to lie to our parents way," he asked in a group mom fashion. Chloe just rolled her eyes.
"It's only illegal if you get caught, and besides what's the fun in that?" Chloe turned around to look at the speaker. Lana? She had expected that from Lex or even Pete, but not Lana. After the Prom things had been tense between them until Clark had made them sit down and talk. Much to her annoyance, Chloe found that she actually liked Lana and their morning coffee meets had become a ritual.
"Never took you for the party type" Pete said from behind her.
Lana just shrugged and said "What can I say? I've been in Smallville to long." She paused for a second and when no one said anything she looked at Lex. "So are we doing dinner first?"
"No. I thought we'd skip foreplay and go straight for the fun," he said looking right at Chloe. "So are you guys ready to go?"
Chloe forced herself to take in oxygen. Passing out would not be the best idea right now. "Yeah I just have to change," she said holding out the bag with her other clothes in it. "Lana?"
"I kinda thought I'd just wear this," she swept her arms down over her outfit. For the first time that night she got a good look at Lana's outfit. A long denim skirt that went down to her ankles adorned her bottom half. Her top was covered by one of her sickeningly pink cardigans. It worked for Smallville's ex-head cheerleader, but the girl would be tarred and feathered if she went to a club looking like that.
You don't have like, an emotional attachment to that skirt do you?" When Lana replied in the negative she turned to Lex.
"Lex I need a pair of scissors, assuming you can find some in this monstrosity you call an apartment." Ouch Chloe you want to play hard to get not make him cry, though she wasn't sure he could cry. He just smiled at her.
"What," she asked when the silence grew a little to comfortable. That had been happening a lot lately.
He shook his head and stalked over to a couch side table. Opening the top drawer he produced a pair of utility scissors that looked like they could cut to the center of the world. "Here you go," he said as he handed them to her. "Sarge."
Chloe could think of another situation where she would love for him to call her Sarge and it didn't involve anyone else being in the room. 'Good God Chloe. Where did that come from. One way express leaving for the gutter. Departing right now boarding in Chloe's brain.' She pushed those thought out of her head, expressed her thanks, grabbed Lana's arm, and made a mad dash for the nearest room.
"What was that all about," Lana asked once Chloe had shut the door behind them.
'I'm madly in love with the not only most unavailable man in the world, but the man that is my fathers boss, your boss and my best friends, best friend.' "Nothing." Lana just gave her a look that said 'I know you don't think you're fooling me'.
"Okay let's see if we can pull this off. I'll wear the top I have on" she said dumping out the contents of her bag trying to keep the conversation away from the billionaire in the next room. "You get the extra one." She handed Lana the black tank.
"I'll wear the skirt I brought. And you.go in the bathroom take of that skirt and we'll see what we can do." Once Lana handed her the skirt Chloe plopped down on the bed scissors in hand . She tried to make it all different lengths going way up her thigh on one side and almost down to her knee at the other. "There. Perfect."
"Chloe this is great but what about shoes," Lana questioned through the door. Chloe looked over in time to see one of Lanas feet stick out of the bathroom. Chloe sighed as she looked at the slip on tennis shoes. She and Lana were going to have a serious fashion talk when they got back to Smallville.
"What size do you wear?"
"A six but I don't want to take your shoes," she said as Chloe threw the black pumps in the general direction of the bathroom.
"Lana that's what friends are for. Anyway I have the red ones and they match my shirt. I feel so 'Save the Last Dance' when they're in the taxi" she said laughing.
Lana joined in then grabbed the top and skirt from Chloe and pulled it into the bathroom. "I'm going to change and let you get your skirt on. Thanks again," she said before closing the door. Chloe smiled to herself. Plopping back down on the bed. Maybe tonight wouldn't be so bad after all.
She hauled herself off the bed and slipped on her other skirt placing the other one back in her bag. She checked herself in the mirror and smiled, liking what she saw. Lana knocked on the door and after a few seconds made her way back in.
"Wow. Chloe I see what Lex sees in you." Chloe blushed and made a pact with herself that even if tonight was a total bust at least she had a friend.
"So shall we go strut our stuff." Lana giggled and reached for the door.
"Wait. I have to tell you something," she held her hand out so Lana wouldn't open the door. She took a deep breath and began to tell Lana about her plan.
Chapter 2:Changing
The ride to Metropolis had been suprisingly enjoyable. It had been filled with stupid jokes and about a hundred 'you remember the time we' stories. The whole time, Chloe had been carefully mapping out her attack plan. 'Play hard to get and make Lex want you. Ohh and Chloe try not to get your heart ripped out in the process.' Sometimes Chloe really hated her conscience.
"Chloe?" she looked up and was greeted with the concerned face of Clark.
"Yeah?"
"Where'd you go? We've been calling you for like five minutes," he informed her as he watched an embarrassed flush pass across her face.
"Oh sorry I was just thinking. What's up," she asked inquiring as to why they had been calling her name 'for like five minutes'.
"We're here," Pete intoned looking out the window at the towering skyscraper.
"We're here?" What where the hell had the last 100 miles gone? Okay breathe Chloe, breathe in out in out. She so wasn't ready for this, yet.. . .
Yep. We're here. The Limo pulled over and stopped in front of the valet. Pete was the first one out, barley able to contain his excitement. Clark helped Lana out then reached his hand in to help Chloe out. She accepted gratefully, not wanting to go into yet another battle with her heels that she would no doubt lose.
"God I missed this," she said to herself. She looked up at the buildings towering above her. Crowds cluttered the sidewalk. Metropolis had been her first home and there were so many memories here. She loved it all. The noise, the people, but most of all the feeling of being lost in a crowd.
As she glanced at the other members of her group, she realized just how foreign all of this was to them. If it was possible, Lana had moved even closer to Clark, and Pete was staring in awe of the building before them.
"So are we just going to stand here all night or are we going in," she said, making her way to the door. Once inside, the group went to the concierge desk and asked for the Luthor suite. The woman glanced at the group with disdain and motioned to an elevator at the end of the floor.
"It's the top floor." She handed Chloe a key. "It's an express elevator. It'll take you right up."
"Thanks," Lana said cheerily and was only granted with a slight quirk of her lips before she busied herself with the computer in front of her.
When the doors of the elevator opened, Chloe let out an audible gasp. "Oh my god. This place is amazing."
"Thanks."
Chloe whirled around at the sound of Lex's voice. He was leaning against one of the pillars and looked like he didn't have a care in the world. Dressed casually in dark slacks and a light blue dress shirt, he looked gorgeous. Chloe had to suppress another gasp when he winked at her. 'Okay, losing that Woman on top mentality. Woman power. I am woman hear me roar. Breathe Chloe. She was glad that Pete and Lana hadn't noticed. They were still to busy gawking at the spotless apartment. Clark just gave her a knowing smile.
"SO where are we going," Chloe blurted, trying to break the uncomfortable silence that only she seemed to be feeling.
"Ever heard of The Glass Slipper?"
"The club," she motioned to the other people in the room. "We can't get in or haven't you noticed we're not all cynical old men like you."
Instead of answering he just smirked and pulled out a white envelope. "You guys really are to sheltered. This is a fake ID," he said in the tone of voice a kindergarten teacher would use when describing crayons.
"Umm. Lex. I'm all for a night on the town but don't you think we could do it the legal don't have to lie to our parents way," he asked in a group mom fashion. Chloe just rolled her eyes.
"It's only illegal if you get caught, and besides what's the fun in that?" Chloe turned around to look at the speaker. Lana? She had expected that from Lex or even Pete, but not Lana. After the Prom things had been tense between them until Clark had made them sit down and talk. Much to her annoyance, Chloe found that she actually liked Lana and their morning coffee meets had become a ritual.
"Never took you for the party type" Pete said from behind her.
Lana just shrugged and said "What can I say? I've been in Smallville to long." She paused for a second and when no one said anything she looked at Lex. "So are we doing dinner first?"
"No. I thought we'd skip foreplay and go straight for the fun," he said looking right at Chloe. "So are you guys ready to go?"
Chloe forced herself to take in oxygen. Passing out would not be the best idea right now. "Yeah I just have to change," she said holding out the bag with her other clothes in it. "Lana?"
"I kinda thought I'd just wear this," she swept her arms down over her outfit. For the first time that night she got a good look at Lana's outfit. A long denim skirt that went down to her ankles adorned her bottom half. Her top was covered by one of her sickeningly pink cardigans. It worked for Smallville's ex-head cheerleader, but the girl would be tarred and feathered if she went to a club looking like that.
You don't have like, an emotional attachment to that skirt do you?" When Lana replied in the negative she turned to Lex.
"Lex I need a pair of scissors, assuming you can find some in this monstrosity you call an apartment." Ouch Chloe you want to play hard to get not make him cry, though she wasn't sure he could cry. He just smiled at her.
"What," she asked when the silence grew a little to comfortable. That had been happening a lot lately.
He shook his head and stalked over to a couch side table. Opening the top drawer he produced a pair of utility scissors that looked like they could cut to the center of the world. "Here you go," he said as he handed them to her. "Sarge."
Chloe could think of another situation where she would love for him to call her Sarge and it didn't involve anyone else being in the room. 'Good God Chloe. Where did that come from. One way express leaving for the gutter. Departing right now boarding in Chloe's brain.' She pushed those thought out of her head, expressed her thanks, grabbed Lana's arm, and made a mad dash for the nearest room.
"What was that all about," Lana asked once Chloe had shut the door behind them.
'I'm madly in love with the not only most unavailable man in the world, but the man that is my fathers boss, your boss and my best friends, best friend.' "Nothing." Lana just gave her a look that said 'I know you don't think you're fooling me'.
"Okay let's see if we can pull this off. I'll wear the top I have on" she said dumping out the contents of her bag trying to keep the conversation away from the billionaire in the next room. "You get the extra one." She handed Lana the black tank.
"I'll wear the skirt I brought. And you.go in the bathroom take of that skirt and we'll see what we can do." Once Lana handed her the skirt Chloe plopped down on the bed scissors in hand . She tried to make it all different lengths going way up her thigh on one side and almost down to her knee at the other. "There. Perfect."
"Chloe this is great but what about shoes," Lana questioned through the door. Chloe looked over in time to see one of Lanas feet stick out of the bathroom. Chloe sighed as she looked at the slip on tennis shoes. She and Lana were going to have a serious fashion talk when they got back to Smallville.
"What size do you wear?"
"A six but I don't want to take your shoes," she said as Chloe threw the black pumps in the general direction of the bathroom.
"Lana that's what friends are for. Anyway I have the red ones and they match my shirt. I feel so 'Save the Last Dance' when they're in the taxi" she said laughing.
Lana joined in then grabbed the top and skirt from Chloe and pulled it into the bathroom. "I'm going to change and let you get your skirt on. Thanks again," she said before closing the door. Chloe smiled to herself. Plopping back down on the bed. Maybe tonight wouldn't be so bad after all.
She hauled herself off the bed and slipped on her other skirt placing the other one back in her bag. She checked herself in the mirror and smiled, liking what she saw. Lana knocked on the door and after a few seconds made her way back in.
"Wow. Chloe I see what Lex sees in you." Chloe blushed and made a pact with herself that even if tonight was a total bust at least she had a friend.
"So shall we go strut our stuff." Lana giggled and reached for the door.
"Wait. I have to tell you something," she held her hand out so Lana wouldn't open the door. She took a deep breath and began to tell Lana about her plan.