Hopefully a few surprises here.
The characters, lyrics and places aren't mine.
Tonight was the night of the Smallville summer dance every year in the town hall the council put on an annual party? Lana was coming around and they were doing the girlie thing, getting ready together. Just lately she had found her not to be so annoying perhaps because she no longer saw her as an obstacle getting in the way of Mr Clarke (oblivious to Chloe) Kent.
Getting over her crush on Clarke had come with the realisation that he would never see her as anything other than a friend, and maybe that is all it should ever be; a great friendship. Since that day over a year ago so much had changed about her besides from the obvious physical changes, there were emotional ones too. Realisation had been just the start she now saw in the real light; it wasn't all about Clarke Kent and little green meteor rocks. A greater depth of richness had come into her life, not just in the shape of Lex Luther but other things personal to her.
She had taken what life had offered her with both hands, that first day when she had recovered as if from a long illness she had begun to alter her perception of events that involved her. Relationships such as the newly formed friendship with Lana only served to show her that life was wide open with possibilities. Tonight however the possibility just happened to be a summer dance and she planned on giving certain persons a surprise!
"I think that your surprise is going to be great, I mean no one would have guessed it of you"
"Lana I don't know if I can do it, you know in front of all those people"
"Chloe, you are amazing the first time I saw you it was like wow, and double wow, it's a gift and you shouldn't hide it"
"What wrong with hiding my light under a bushel, bushels are defiantly underrated things you know"
Chloe could be so provoking sometimes she always seemed to think so little of her self, in some ways she always appeared to be hiding from view what she thought to be her lesser qualities. I know that she had liked Clarke and perhaps she had felt overshadowed by me at one time. I have noticed however a change come over her in the last year, it wasn't sudden but a gradual process. The best change for me had been our growing friendship, it wasn't the best buddies sort yet and I know that there is something major that she isn't telling me but like all things it has got to come out at sometime.
I'm just glad that were friends, that came with the 'getting over Clarke' phase. She doesn't see me as a threat anymore; though why she should ever have in the first place is beyond me! I mean Clarke Kent and me! Clarke is a friend and anyway I'm with Whitney and that's how it's going to stay. Looking up I glance at Chloe that new hairstyle defiantly suited her I remember her getting so frustrated with the growing out period that she had almost ran to the hairdressers to have it all cut off again; it had taken a lot to persuade her not to. We had laughed when she asked me if I thought dark hair would look good on her
"Lana do you think I would look good with dark hair?"
"Chloe are you serious you'd look like a Goth or something. Not that there's anything wrong with that but if I'm honest I'd say no, dark hair would not 'look good' on you."
"Yeah that's what I thought"
"So, what do you think I would look like with blonde hair. I hear they have a lot more fun"
Looking at each other we couldn't stop ourselves from laughing uncontrollably in the middle of the beanary. That had caused a number of people including Lex Luther to stare at us. Which had only made us laugh louder. The waitress had stopped by our table and asked us if everything was alright, Chloe had managed to get out something about too much coffee before we both broke down again and had decided to leave the café before we got ourselves thrown out or thrown in a mental asylum.
One curious thing I had almost forgotten was Chloes comment about blondes having more fun; she said that they definitely had fun but as to whether than had more fun she couldn't really say having never being either a brunette or a red head. She had they gone on to add that she did however know someone she could ask and when she got the answer she would be fully prepared to let me know. Sometimes Chloe Sullivan was quite the enigma.
"Do you think I should wear my hair up or down tonight?"
Chloe's voice drifted into my thoughts and brought me back to the reality that in two hours our transport in the shape of Clarke Kent would be arriving.
"I think that it has taken you so much aggravation not too say patience to grow it that the only conclusion I can come to is that yes you should wear it down."
"Couldn't you just of said: - Chloe wear it down?"
"We do have two hours to kill before we leave you know and it's not as if it will take us that long to get ready. I've got a flower you could put in your hair"
"Be ready in less than two hours I thought this was Lana Lang we were talking about"
The only response to that slur upon my character was a pillow thrown firmly in the general direction of one Miss Chloe Sullivan.
"Hey, Lana can you seriously see me with a Flower in my hair?""
"Well it would go with your dress and I love to see you flouncing about with a gardenia adorning your luscious locks"
At that point we both couldn't keep our mouths straight and burst into a chorus of laughter.
It was kind of Lana to try and keep my mind away from thinking of the fool that I was going to make of myself tonight. I can't believe that I even considered it. Still what's done is done and there was nothing I could do about it now. It was too late to change my mind.
"Thanks Lana you're a great mate you know"
"Yes, I know"
"Getting a little big headed are we, I'll have to do something about that wont I!"
"No please don't you'll ruin my hair. No Chloe stop it Chloeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee"
From an obvious tactical advantage of pinning Lana down with a cushion I gave her an ultimatum
"Ok if you promise me one thing, that you'll have a car waiting around the back so I can make a quick exit."
Lana just smiled at me as I removed the cushion from her middle, she said that I was being silly she was being really supportive and I know she appreciated that I had let her in on the secret surrounding tonight. I do wonder however how she will react when she discovers whom I'm dating. Scrap that I don't think it will bother Lana that I'm in a relationship with Lex Luther, what will hurt her is that I didn't tell her. I know that she wouldn't disclose that Lex and I are together, it's just that it 's not my decision to make alone.
Lex and I had decided that we wouldn't tell anyone about us just yet, that included Clarke, Lana or any of our close friends. We would continue in private for a while longer until we felt it was the right time to reveal ourselves as Smallville sweethearts.
That last comment had amused Lex no end he'd said that no one had ever considered him sweetheart material. He had also agreed with me that while blonde's did have fun it wasn't predestined that blonde's necessarily had more fun. Adding as an afterthought that he had known a particular redhead that had seemed to have a very entertaining time in his company. I had quickly cancelled that train of thought by punching him (lightly) in the stomach.
He had fained hurt and surprise.
"Oww that hurt, I didn't know you were a violent woman"
"When it comes to you Luther, any thing is possible"
"I'll keep that in mind"
Lana was laying out her make- up on the dressing table indicating that it was time we put our thoughts to getting ready.
"So, what colour eye shadow do you think would complement my already outstanding beauty?"
"Well for someone of you radiance Chloe I think a base of grey overlaid with a line of black kohl to complement and finish the look"
"That sounds good what's for dessert?"
Two hours later after numerous girlie giggles and one rather hasty change of eye shadow later Lana and I were finally putting the finishing features to our ensemble when Nell shouted up the stairs to tell us that our escort had arrived.
Clarke as always looked handsome and as nervous as a boy did on a first date. Lana still did it for him, fortunately I didn't have the heartache of him 'doing it' so to speak for me any longer.
"Wow you two look great"
Hmm I must have made an impression, as he never usually noticed me when Lana was within 500 meters. Well possibly 500 meters was a slight exaggeration but Clarke always seemed to have a radar for one of two things, Lana Lang and trouble, both coning in no particular order or even sometimes arriving together. This time last year I would have considered putting it on my wall of weird but that could wait for another day. At the moment all I could think about was what Lex would think when he saw me tonight.
"Thank you for the charming complement Mr Kent, we are both very appreciative of such an unbiased opinion"
"Well Chloe I'll do anything to please my two favourite lady's"
"Ew where did you get that line, you know you have to put a little more practice if you want to be a suave as Lex Luther"
Lana was teasing Clarke again, I'm sure now that she doesn't realise it when she flirts with him, could she be oblivious to the fact that the two of them are an advert for the young and restless, I mean come on get it over with already!
It was beginning to get boring.
Following as Clarke lead us out to the truck………. Limousine. Now that has surprised me. I let Clarke know it too
"Wow, Lex Luther eat your heart out Mr Kent is now officially the new king of suave"
Looking rather sheepish Clarke said that actually Lex had suggested we use his car as two beautiful ladies such as ourselves might appreciate arriving at the event of the year in style. I smiled and found my shoes were rather interesting at this point. Lex Luther was a devil, but a very charming one.
As Clarke, Lana and myself were in the back of the very superlative vehicle I found myself drifting to thoughts of tonight, God I was so nervous I could scream.
"I wonder if Lex will bring his new girlfriend with him"
At that point I almost choked on my champagne.
Lex.
Girlfriend.
Did he know about us?
If so why hadn't he said anything?
I mean if Clarke knew about us he wouldn't hesitate in questioning us about it. I could even picture the hurt puppy dog expression that would pass over his face as he confronted us. As calmly as I could I measured my features to what I believed was an innocent, but eager journalistic face.
"Lex has a new girlfriend, do you know who she is? Have you seen her?
"Yes I've seen her, and no I don't know who she is"
Getting just a little confused and annoyed by this enigmatic reply I asked Clarke what he meant.
"Well I was walking one night, I couldn't sleep so I crept out. I saw Lex with a woman they were in the distance and I couldn't make out who she was, but he seemed really at ease with her"
"How do you know she was his girlfriend?"
"She wasn't his sister"
"Lex doesn't have a sister"
Lana hadn't seemed to pick up what Clarke meant by that last comment
"No he doesn't, they looked really close and in love"
I couldn't resist asking how he knew they were in love
"They just seemed to have this aura about them, like they only saw each other, it was like time stopped when they looked at each other. Oh and they sure seemed to enjoy kissing each other"
At that comment I tried not to blush.
"I never knew you were a romantic Clarke"
Lana didn't know Clarke was a romantic, she didn't know him at all. Mr Kent is Romantic with a capital R.
As the car door opened I let Clarke walk into the Hall with Lana, in the cloakroom I noticed Pete and the girl he had finally decided to take to the ball. Pete was always popular with the girls.
Turning around I saw Pete and a few others staring slack jawed at me, getting worried I enquired as to what they were staring at. I mean I don't think that I had left my skirt tucked into my knickers, or smudged mascara around my eyes.
"Its just you never normally wear a dress let alone a dress like THAT!"
Pete was such a tease sometimes; still he knew how to make a girl feel good. To try and diffuse this awkward situation I asked if anyone wanted a drink as I was just about to expire from dehydration. The ensuing exodus to the bar suggested that they all agreed with me.
A little over an hour later and Lex still hadn't arrived, I was getting a little nervous even though we couldn't kiss on the dance floor or have any public display of affection we had agreed that a few dances wouldn't hurt.
It was the first big event we were going to since we started dating. We were not arriving together and we certainly weren't leaving together or anything that would indicate we were officially a couple, but to be able to dance to a live band was something I was looking forward too.
Lana caught my eye and winked, she said that it was time we made a trip to the powder room effectively excusing us for at least 15 minuets. Guys seem to think that we actually powder our noses in there!
"Clarke do you ever wonder why women go to the washroom in pairs?"
"It's one of the mysteries of the female species, one guesses thought that it's a perfect excuse to gossip about us"
"Lex, we thought you weren't coming"
"I always try to be a little late to these things, then if no one of interest is there you can always make a quick exit"
Lana smuggled me past the ladies washroom to the hallway behind the stage, well it was now or never I said.
"Chloe you are going to be great, knock emm dead girl"
Giggling at her turn of phrase I step into the dark light that reached to the flaps of the stage. My heart seemed to be knocking against my ribs so fiercely that I felt it would pop out of my chest at any moment. Hearing the last track of the school bands 1st half I try to steady my breathing
In through the nose out through the mouth, expand outwards stretch the intercostal muscles, I could hear Mrs Owens now. Humming lightly as the compare introduces the next act I listen to his words
"Let's give them a hand Smallville High's very own prize wining band. Now for a real treat from someone who will come as quite a shock to you; she's got an amazing talent. Please give a warm welcome to Miss Chloe Sullivan"
Walking out onto that stage and seeing all my peers and friends looking out at me gave me a sense of awe and a numbing sickness in the pit of my stomach. You've done it now, why do I do this to myself I might as well carry my own spade around and just dig until I reach Australia!
As the small 15-piece orchestra plays the first bars of the song I feel my nerves calm, and my mind engage as I open my mouth to sing the first verse. This particular song had been one of my favourites during the past year although I would never admit it to anyone.
You, you take the care
You take everything I ever wanted into account
When you walk into the room
You give room breathing room
Talk and turn never too late or too soon
You are poetry in motion
You inspire power and devotion
You are the turning of the tide underneath
You are the potential in me
You are the first one that I wish to tell
Everything that matters, matters because
You reflect it back so well,
You see understanding wherever you are
Standing
Between reason and passion – balance
You are poetry in motion…………
……………
You are my strongest link
You are everything I ever wanted to be
You are poetry in motion
You inspire power and devotion
You are the turning of the tide underneath
You are the potential in me
I followed this with another truly cheesy love song that Lana had said I just had too sing: -
Hopelessly devoted to you
This was closely followed by I Have Nothing and One moment in Time
For the penultimate number I sung The Rose
And to Finish I let my love of Musicals shine through with Whistle down the wind and Over the Rainbow
An errie silence descended over the hall as the last chord finished echoing around the walls
I saw Lana and from the look in her eyes I knew she at least had enjoyed it, to the side of her I could see Clarke and Pete who while looking shocked were beaming with pride. Suddenly the sound of cheering and applause reverberated around the room.
Searching for one certain person's eyes I found them he had that look which said wait 'till I get you alone. Moving my gaze to his side I notice the most stunning woman I had ever seen attaching herself to Lex.
My God what was she doing, doesn't she know he is mine.
Looking past her figure I see that it's not her arm around him but Lex's that was embracing her overtly sexy curves.
Not knowing that I could ever feel so much pain without any actual physical injury I jerkily placed the microphone in its stand and half-stumbling and half running left the stage.
