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Chapter Two: The Game
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Chloe had just started on her homework when her phone rang. "Hello?"
"Hi Chloe," came her answer, from none other than Clark.
"Oh, hey Clark, what's up?" she asked, going back to her desk to try and do her math assignment while talking to him.
"Are you going to the game tonight?" he asked.
"I hadn't planned on it, but I should go to see Pete play. And to see Lana cheer," Chloe said. She put her pencil down and shut her math book.
"I'll pick you up in ten?" he asked.
"I'll be ready," she informed him, and hung up. She hurried to her closet. As much as she hated to admit it, she was still head over heels for Clark, and even though they were just going to the football game, as friends, she wanted to look nice. She changed into a pair of jeans and a light purple sweater - casual, but still tasteful. She put on a necklace and grabbed her small handbag, getting downstairs just in time to open the door for Clark.
"Hi," she greeted cheerfully. "Just a sec." She went to the living room, where her father was reading the newspaper, and said to him: "Dad, I'm going to the football game with Clark. We should be back soon, but we might stop somewhere to get something to eat afterwards."
"Okay, but don't stay out too late," he said, fatherly, and smiled as Chloe and Clark left. He was glad that his daughter was having fun, and that she was going out more often. He liked to see her happy, and she seemed so as she left.
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Chloe shivered as she got into the passenger side of Clark's truck. "Brr," she commented.
"It's getting chilly, isn't it?" Clark agreed. She nodded childishly as he started the truck up. He pulled out and headed towards Smallville High.
"You never really said anything about what I mentioned earlier," Chloe pointed out to him after they had pulled into a parking space at the school.
"What's that?" Clark asked as he pulled the keys out of the ignition.
"Your crush," she said.
"Well, I'm not doing to deny it. I have realized lately that you mean more to me then just being a friend," he blushed at that last sentence.
She was quiet for a second. "Wow, Clark. I didn't know you felt that way," she said when she finally broke the silence. She looked at him. He was looking at his hands. He often did that when he was nervous. "Um. we should get out there," she suggested.
"Yeah," he said. They got out and walked towards the football field. Most of the seats were already filled, since the game was already underway, but they found an empty space in the back corner of the bleachers. They sat down and were quiet for about twenty minutes.
Chloe realized that she was going to have to make the first move if she wanted to take this anywhere. She was right about to cuddle up to him when the Crows gained a touchdown. Cheers were heard from the Smallville side, and the timing was no longer any good for Chloe to make her move. This happened once or twice more, and by the time the game was over, Chloe felt unaccomplished. She sighed as they stood up. She knew from the cheers that Smallville had won, but she had been so busy trying to get Clark to notice her that she hadn't paid any attention to the game. Solemnly, she followed Clark down to the ball field where Pete and Lana were standing.
"You guys up for going out to Petey's for pizza?" Pete asked.
"Oh, your pizza place?" Clark joked. It was a little game they always played, because Petey was Pete's nickname back in elementary school.
"Yeah," Pete said. He was so happy to have won his game that he didn't even have a comeback for Clark.
"All right," Lana said.
"I'm in," Clark laughed. "Chloe?"
"Sure," she answered, and they all drove to the teen hangout. They grabbed a booth by the big window. Clark and Pete sat on one side, and Lana and Chloe on the other. Chloe was sort of glad that she wasn't sitting next to Clark, but sitting across from him was just as bad. She couldn't believe that he had admitted to liking her, yet he didn't take notice of her.
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Chapter Two: The Game
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Chloe had just started on her homework when her phone rang. "Hello?"
"Hi Chloe," came her answer, from none other than Clark.
"Oh, hey Clark, what's up?" she asked, going back to her desk to try and do her math assignment while talking to him.
"Are you going to the game tonight?" he asked.
"I hadn't planned on it, but I should go to see Pete play. And to see Lana cheer," Chloe said. She put her pencil down and shut her math book.
"I'll pick you up in ten?" he asked.
"I'll be ready," she informed him, and hung up. She hurried to her closet. As much as she hated to admit it, she was still head over heels for Clark, and even though they were just going to the football game, as friends, she wanted to look nice. She changed into a pair of jeans and a light purple sweater - casual, but still tasteful. She put on a necklace and grabbed her small handbag, getting downstairs just in time to open the door for Clark.
"Hi," she greeted cheerfully. "Just a sec." She went to the living room, where her father was reading the newspaper, and said to him: "Dad, I'm going to the football game with Clark. We should be back soon, but we might stop somewhere to get something to eat afterwards."
"Okay, but don't stay out too late," he said, fatherly, and smiled as Chloe and Clark left. He was glad that his daughter was having fun, and that she was going out more often. He liked to see her happy, and she seemed so as she left.
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Chloe shivered as she got into the passenger side of Clark's truck. "Brr," she commented.
"It's getting chilly, isn't it?" Clark agreed. She nodded childishly as he started the truck up. He pulled out and headed towards Smallville High.
"You never really said anything about what I mentioned earlier," Chloe pointed out to him after they had pulled into a parking space at the school.
"What's that?" Clark asked as he pulled the keys out of the ignition.
"Your crush," she said.
"Well, I'm not doing to deny it. I have realized lately that you mean more to me then just being a friend," he blushed at that last sentence.
She was quiet for a second. "Wow, Clark. I didn't know you felt that way," she said when she finally broke the silence. She looked at him. He was looking at his hands. He often did that when he was nervous. "Um. we should get out there," she suggested.
"Yeah," he said. They got out and walked towards the football field. Most of the seats were already filled, since the game was already underway, but they found an empty space in the back corner of the bleachers. They sat down and were quiet for about twenty minutes.
Chloe realized that she was going to have to make the first move if she wanted to take this anywhere. She was right about to cuddle up to him when the Crows gained a touchdown. Cheers were heard from the Smallville side, and the timing was no longer any good for Chloe to make her move. This happened once or twice more, and by the time the game was over, Chloe felt unaccomplished. She sighed as they stood up. She knew from the cheers that Smallville had won, but she had been so busy trying to get Clark to notice her that she hadn't paid any attention to the game. Solemnly, she followed Clark down to the ball field where Pete and Lana were standing.
"You guys up for going out to Petey's for pizza?" Pete asked.
"Oh, your pizza place?" Clark joked. It was a little game they always played, because Petey was Pete's nickname back in elementary school.
"Yeah," Pete said. He was so happy to have won his game that he didn't even have a comeback for Clark.
"All right," Lana said.
"I'm in," Clark laughed. "Chloe?"
"Sure," she answered, and they all drove to the teen hangout. They grabbed a booth by the big window. Clark and Pete sat on one side, and Lana and Chloe on the other. Chloe was sort of glad that she wasn't sitting next to Clark, but sitting across from him was just as bad. She couldn't believe that he had admitted to liking her, yet he didn't take notice of her.
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I hope you liked it, more should be up soon.