Life, Love, and Lots of Coffee
A/N: I wrote a few chapters before putting them up. So please keep telling me if I'm ruining a good ship. Also tell me if I'm just repeating everything you see in all the other Chloe/Lex ships. Thank you.
Summary: Same. But now we get to the juicy stuff. I think.
Disclaimer: If I owned the show Pete would be the football star, Whitney would do much better then Lana, Martha would support Lex and Clark's friendship, and Chloe would rule the Earth. 'Nuff said.
For people who were confused the id factor is something that everybody has. Want. I want, I want, I want. Should it be possessions, love, lust, money, or whatever.
Now we begin.
*@*
I feel strange. Like I'm walking on clouds. Not that I'm in heaven or something. Like my feet are hardly touching the ground. I think Lana put something in my coffee. Or maybe it's because for a split second I thought I heard Pete ask me out. It can't be.
"What exactly do you mean?"
"I didn't mean it like that. Not like a date." That figures. Why would anybody want to date me. "I just thought that we would go The Beanary instead of The Talon. Away from Clark. and Lana. And The Beanary's coffee is. ok."
"Pete, we are like best friends. Tell me what's wrong."
He stopped. Not saying anything. "Promise you won't tell Clark?"
"Girl Scouts honor."
"I had a dream"
"Oh my god! So you are human!"
"No. it wasn't any dream. It was one of those normal teenage dreams except this shouldn't be normal in my case."
Oh my god. Not Pete too.
"I get what you saying."
"You do?"
"You had a sex dream."
He looked down to his shoes.
"About Clark."
He quickly looked up. "NO! It's not kind of non-normal dream. It was about Lana. I feel like I'm betraying Clark and my friendship."
"It was a dream. Clark isn't that shallow."
But I am. How could Pete fall for her too? This is worse then him having a dream about Clark.
"Fine we'll go to The Beanary. But you owe me one."
"Thank you thank you thank you."
Yeah sure. He thanks me now.
*@*
How can this be? This is like I'm falling and I can't move. How can this happen? I've never really had these feelings before. Not about. damn everyone. Damn the manager. Damn the workers. Damn the rats. And Damn Lana. There was no reason for that but might was well as long as I'm damning things.
"My life is over."
"Don't say that Chloe. You don't come here that often anyway."
"How can you say that? The Beanary has been my home away from home."
"You haven't been here for months. You even wrote a piece on how The Talon was better."
"But I felt really bad about it."
"Come on. Let's go to The Talon. It won't be that bad."
"I hope they aren't closed either."
"Why would you say that?"
Oh no. I'm going to have to tell him.
"I kinda let Jo out in there."
"What?! Why?"
"I was. a little high on caffeine."
"Jo is a smart rat. I'm sure he'll naw his way out of there before they even need to warm up the coffee."
"You think."
"I know."
*@*
It's 5 minutes later. A The Talon. So far no yelling and screaming 'Rat! Rat!'
"Chloe, Pete. I'm surprised to see you here." Wow Lex actually used sarcasm. Bravo.
"Lex Luthor."
"Pete, you should influence Chloe more. She's afraid to use first names."
"I wonder why." Pete said. He stood up took his coffee and left. He left! He owes me even more now.
"Mind if I sit."
"Not at all."
"I think I need to convince you to use my name. First. Or else I feel like I'll have to hire you or something."
"Well. no offense but I hope I won't have to follow in my father's footsteps."
"I take it to no offense. I'm even scared to tell my father that I don't want to be what he is, let alone do it. Do yourself a favor and never work for your father, with you father, or anywhere near Luthor Corp."
"No problem"
"AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!"
Lex jumped up from his seat. I didn't. I know that my worst fear is about to happen.
*@*
The Next Day
Life will suck for the next three days. No coffee. How will I go on? Sure I will have that home coffee stuff but it's just not the same. Its horrible. I just know I will die. How can I live on soda and water?
Ugh, coffee has just turned into my id.
This is all Lana's fault. She provoked me. She had to flirt. She had to make every boy fall over her. Clark, Pete, and Lex (oh you know its true. Why else would he make another coffee place. Not that I'm complaining.no wait. I am.)
A/N: I wrote a few chapters before putting them up. So please keep telling me if I'm ruining a good ship. Also tell me if I'm just repeating everything you see in all the other Chloe/Lex ships. Thank you.
Summary: Same. But now we get to the juicy stuff. I think.
Disclaimer: If I owned the show Pete would be the football star, Whitney would do much better then Lana, Martha would support Lex and Clark's friendship, and Chloe would rule the Earth. 'Nuff said.
For people who were confused the id factor is something that everybody has. Want. I want, I want, I want. Should it be possessions, love, lust, money, or whatever.
Now we begin.
*@*
I feel strange. Like I'm walking on clouds. Not that I'm in heaven or something. Like my feet are hardly touching the ground. I think Lana put something in my coffee. Or maybe it's because for a split second I thought I heard Pete ask me out. It can't be.
"What exactly do you mean?"
"I didn't mean it like that. Not like a date." That figures. Why would anybody want to date me. "I just thought that we would go The Beanary instead of The Talon. Away from Clark. and Lana. And The Beanary's coffee is. ok."
"Pete, we are like best friends. Tell me what's wrong."
He stopped. Not saying anything. "Promise you won't tell Clark?"
"Girl Scouts honor."
"I had a dream"
"Oh my god! So you are human!"
"No. it wasn't any dream. It was one of those normal teenage dreams except this shouldn't be normal in my case."
Oh my god. Not Pete too.
"I get what you saying."
"You do?"
"You had a sex dream."
He looked down to his shoes.
"About Clark."
He quickly looked up. "NO! It's not kind of non-normal dream. It was about Lana. I feel like I'm betraying Clark and my friendship."
"It was a dream. Clark isn't that shallow."
But I am. How could Pete fall for her too? This is worse then him having a dream about Clark.
"Fine we'll go to The Beanary. But you owe me one."
"Thank you thank you thank you."
Yeah sure. He thanks me now.
*@*
How can this be? This is like I'm falling and I can't move. How can this happen? I've never really had these feelings before. Not about. damn everyone. Damn the manager. Damn the workers. Damn the rats. And Damn Lana. There was no reason for that but might was well as long as I'm damning things.
"My life is over."
"Don't say that Chloe. You don't come here that often anyway."
"How can you say that? The Beanary has been my home away from home."
"You haven't been here for months. You even wrote a piece on how The Talon was better."
"But I felt really bad about it."
"Come on. Let's go to The Talon. It won't be that bad."
"I hope they aren't closed either."
"Why would you say that?"
Oh no. I'm going to have to tell him.
"I kinda let Jo out in there."
"What?! Why?"
"I was. a little high on caffeine."
"Jo is a smart rat. I'm sure he'll naw his way out of there before they even need to warm up the coffee."
"You think."
"I know."
*@*
It's 5 minutes later. A The Talon. So far no yelling and screaming 'Rat! Rat!'
"Chloe, Pete. I'm surprised to see you here." Wow Lex actually used sarcasm. Bravo.
"Lex Luthor."
"Pete, you should influence Chloe more. She's afraid to use first names."
"I wonder why." Pete said. He stood up took his coffee and left. He left! He owes me even more now.
"Mind if I sit."
"Not at all."
"I think I need to convince you to use my name. First. Or else I feel like I'll have to hire you or something."
"Well. no offense but I hope I won't have to follow in my father's footsteps."
"I take it to no offense. I'm even scared to tell my father that I don't want to be what he is, let alone do it. Do yourself a favor and never work for your father, with you father, or anywhere near Luthor Corp."
"No problem"
"AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!"
Lex jumped up from his seat. I didn't. I know that my worst fear is about to happen.
*@*
The Next Day
Life will suck for the next three days. No coffee. How will I go on? Sure I will have that home coffee stuff but it's just not the same. Its horrible. I just know I will die. How can I live on soda and water?
Ugh, coffee has just turned into my id.
This is all Lana's fault. She provoked me. She had to flirt. She had to make every boy fall over her. Clark, Pete, and Lex (oh you know its true. Why else would he make another coffee place. Not that I'm complaining.no wait. I am.)