Author's Note: Chapter 16, not a very long note here. Uh, just here 2 tell
you that you have arrived at Chapter 16. Enjoy your stay; okay I seriously
need to cut back on the coffee. ENJOY!
*Note: There's more to the statement, "He didn't care; he was going to tell her... everything...." than you may realize. But if you did get it, Congrats!!!!! A cup of coffee for you! *
**Didn't you guys love last Tuesday's episode of Smallville, I know I did. Even though Clark was being a jerk. It was soooo kewl. I hope we get to see him in Punk mode again! **
Chapter 16
Jean awoke to the annoying *beep beep beep beep* of her alarm clock.
She sat up and turned off the alarm using the "correct" method.
Arising from the bed, Jean threw the curtains back. Her mind kept wandering to the previous events, **Stop kidding yourself it was just a welcoming gift, a polite gesture....** she reassured herself, ** He likes Lana, not you!!!** She sighed. **I've got to get over him! I'm killing myself over a guy! ** She retreated to the bathroom. Almost running into Clark on the way.
"Clark," she said surprised, he was definitely the last person she expected to see at this hour.
"Sorry."
"Finally decided to get up early?" He asked smiling.
"Looks like it, somehow I actually heard the alarm clock this morning. So I guess that means that I can finally help you with chores."
How would he explain to her that he could probably get everything done within 15 minutes without her help, "Are you sure that's something you want to do? This, IS coming from the girl who barely knows what a pitchfork is....." He said mockingly.
"Ah?" She tried elbowing him in his side, but missed terribly when he dodged out of the way.
"Someone's a little violent this morning," Clark joked.
She laughed, "I may have missed once Clark, but I won't miss again."
"You will, your 'surprise' attacks are becoming expected."
" I guess I'll have to think of something else then...." She paused, "Did I mention I have dibs on the bathroom?"
" No....... after all it is my house."
"Is that so?" She grinned impishly, "I hate to be the bringer of bad news, but isn't there a rule that girls and guests get to go first in everything?"
He shrugged.
"And I think you get extra points for being both..... " She laughed and walked into the bathroom.
Clark forced a smile; he couldn't help but think about yesterday night. He couldn't do it, he couldn't tell her. Hopefully he could get everything sorted out before she had to return to Bayville. Jean was so perfect, she was almost unreal. Beautiful, smart and amicable like Lana; yet perky, valiant and playful like Chloe. A perfect attribute of both girls but unlike Chloe and Lana, she had an easily acquired temper. If she left, he didn't know how he would be able to continue life normally. There weren't too many girls in Smallville like her, and not because it was a small town, which was probably part of the reason. Jean was really something special. He didn't care; he was going to tell her... everything....
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The last bell ran at Smallville High, which indicated that the school day had come to a close. Pete, Jean, Clark and Chloe were just leaving biology and heading towards their lockers.
Jean and Clark walked towards a set of lockers opposite of Chloe and Pete's.
"Looks like they're getting close," Chloe sighed. Observing the two from the other side of the hall. As much as she liked Clark and really wished that he would see her for more than a friend, Chloe realized that it probably wouldn't happen, unless she suddenly decided to dye her hair ebony black, lose her sarcasm, and make constant reminders about her dead parents.
"I hear ya." Pete agreed. Understanding what she meant.
"What happened?" Chloe questioned, her voice a whisper. Somehow they both felt as if they had lost a true love.
"I guess we didn't take advantage of the opportunity." Pete said realizing defeat. "Come on let's go see what they're doing."
He slung his arm around her shoulders in a friendly sort of way. If more than anything Chloe needed a friend right now.
She nodded and they both walked to Jean's locker.
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"Feel free to insult the Hello Kittyness." Jean said opening her locker and throwing her books in.
"What?" She said looking in the direction that Clark had been focused on only a couple of seconds earlier.
"I'm just trying to figure out what the theme of your locker is." Clark grinned.
"I couldn't decide on Pochacco or Hello Kitty so I did both." She studied it carefully, "What's wrong with it?"
He paused, "It's just... too.... I dunno, it's kinda indescribable."
"Clark, are you going to put the book in or not?" She her voice edgy and impatient.
"You don't have to be so uptight."
"I didn't mean....." Her statement was curtailed by Chloe and Pete's entrance.
"I hope we're not interrupting anything." Chloe began.
"No, I was just going." Jean lifted the messenger bag off of the ground.
"Soccer practice?" Pete was eyeing some of the Pochacco posters.
"Working on my project for art appreciation." Jean said closing her locker.
Chloe smiled, "My second favorite class."
"Yeah, except I have to finish my sculpture within this afternoon and tomorrow morning, before class. But I haven't even started working on it yet."
"Good Luck." Pete called as Jean turned and walked away.
"Thanks." She called from a few feet ahead of them.
"Hey!" It was Lana, "So I take it you guys are staying after school."
"Yeah," Chloe nodded, "I still have to finish this week's edition of the Torch."
"Ah," Lana said reaching into her backpack, "My article's finished."
She handed the article to Chloe.
"More than Just a Pretty Face: An interview with the Newest leader of our Lady Crow's Soccer Team, Jean Grey." Clark read the title out loud.
"I was going to write an article about the game, but I ended up interviewing her instead."
Chloe nodded, "Thanks Lana."
"No problem," Lana tried to force a smile, Clark's sudden interest in Jean bugged her. His enthralled stares were replaced by conversations with Jean. Instead of walking her to her locker, he would walk Jean to her next class. At first she just thought he was being nice, typical Clark. But she sensed something else, something that gnawed at her heart and pried at her soul. Whitney was great.... but truth be told, she thought about Clark, almost to the point where she thought that she couldn't go on.
"Well I gotta go," Lana replied glumly, "wouldn't want to keep you from your work."
After saying their goodbyes, Lana turned to go.
"That reminds me," Chloe said an intriguing look in her eye, "I have to show you guys something."
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*Note: There's more to the statement, "He didn't care; he was going to tell her... everything...." than you may realize. But if you did get it, Congrats!!!!! A cup of coffee for you! *
**Didn't you guys love last Tuesday's episode of Smallville, I know I did. Even though Clark was being a jerk. It was soooo kewl. I hope we get to see him in Punk mode again! **
Chapter 16
Jean awoke to the annoying *beep beep beep beep* of her alarm clock.
She sat up and turned off the alarm using the "correct" method.
Arising from the bed, Jean threw the curtains back. Her mind kept wandering to the previous events, **Stop kidding yourself it was just a welcoming gift, a polite gesture....** she reassured herself, ** He likes Lana, not you!!!** She sighed. **I've got to get over him! I'm killing myself over a guy! ** She retreated to the bathroom. Almost running into Clark on the way.
"Clark," she said surprised, he was definitely the last person she expected to see at this hour.
"Sorry."
"Finally decided to get up early?" He asked smiling.
"Looks like it, somehow I actually heard the alarm clock this morning. So I guess that means that I can finally help you with chores."
How would he explain to her that he could probably get everything done within 15 minutes without her help, "Are you sure that's something you want to do? This, IS coming from the girl who barely knows what a pitchfork is....." He said mockingly.
"Ah?" She tried elbowing him in his side, but missed terribly when he dodged out of the way.
"Someone's a little violent this morning," Clark joked.
She laughed, "I may have missed once Clark, but I won't miss again."
"You will, your 'surprise' attacks are becoming expected."
" I guess I'll have to think of something else then...." She paused, "Did I mention I have dibs on the bathroom?"
" No....... after all it is my house."
"Is that so?" She grinned impishly, "I hate to be the bringer of bad news, but isn't there a rule that girls and guests get to go first in everything?"
He shrugged.
"And I think you get extra points for being both..... " She laughed and walked into the bathroom.
Clark forced a smile; he couldn't help but think about yesterday night. He couldn't do it, he couldn't tell her. Hopefully he could get everything sorted out before she had to return to Bayville. Jean was so perfect, she was almost unreal. Beautiful, smart and amicable like Lana; yet perky, valiant and playful like Chloe. A perfect attribute of both girls but unlike Chloe and Lana, she had an easily acquired temper. If she left, he didn't know how he would be able to continue life normally. There weren't too many girls in Smallville like her, and not because it was a small town, which was probably part of the reason. Jean was really something special. He didn't care; he was going to tell her... everything....
~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*
The last bell ran at Smallville High, which indicated that the school day had come to a close. Pete, Jean, Clark and Chloe were just leaving biology and heading towards their lockers.
Jean and Clark walked towards a set of lockers opposite of Chloe and Pete's.
"Looks like they're getting close," Chloe sighed. Observing the two from the other side of the hall. As much as she liked Clark and really wished that he would see her for more than a friend, Chloe realized that it probably wouldn't happen, unless she suddenly decided to dye her hair ebony black, lose her sarcasm, and make constant reminders about her dead parents.
"I hear ya." Pete agreed. Understanding what she meant.
"What happened?" Chloe questioned, her voice a whisper. Somehow they both felt as if they had lost a true love.
"I guess we didn't take advantage of the opportunity." Pete said realizing defeat. "Come on let's go see what they're doing."
He slung his arm around her shoulders in a friendly sort of way. If more than anything Chloe needed a friend right now.
She nodded and they both walked to Jean's locker.
~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~
"Feel free to insult the Hello Kittyness." Jean said opening her locker and throwing her books in.
"What?" She said looking in the direction that Clark had been focused on only a couple of seconds earlier.
"I'm just trying to figure out what the theme of your locker is." Clark grinned.
"I couldn't decide on Pochacco or Hello Kitty so I did both." She studied it carefully, "What's wrong with it?"
He paused, "It's just... too.... I dunno, it's kinda indescribable."
"Clark, are you going to put the book in or not?" She her voice edgy and impatient.
"You don't have to be so uptight."
"I didn't mean....." Her statement was curtailed by Chloe and Pete's entrance.
"I hope we're not interrupting anything." Chloe began.
"No, I was just going." Jean lifted the messenger bag off of the ground.
"Soccer practice?" Pete was eyeing some of the Pochacco posters.
"Working on my project for art appreciation." Jean said closing her locker.
Chloe smiled, "My second favorite class."
"Yeah, except I have to finish my sculpture within this afternoon and tomorrow morning, before class. But I haven't even started working on it yet."
"Good Luck." Pete called as Jean turned and walked away.
"Thanks." She called from a few feet ahead of them.
"Hey!" It was Lana, "So I take it you guys are staying after school."
"Yeah," Chloe nodded, "I still have to finish this week's edition of the Torch."
"Ah," Lana said reaching into her backpack, "My article's finished."
She handed the article to Chloe.
"More than Just a Pretty Face: An interview with the Newest leader of our Lady Crow's Soccer Team, Jean Grey." Clark read the title out loud.
"I was going to write an article about the game, but I ended up interviewing her instead."
Chloe nodded, "Thanks Lana."
"No problem," Lana tried to force a smile, Clark's sudden interest in Jean bugged her. His enthralled stares were replaced by conversations with Jean. Instead of walking her to her locker, he would walk Jean to her next class. At first she just thought he was being nice, typical Clark. But she sensed something else, something that gnawed at her heart and pried at her soul. Whitney was great.... but truth be told, she thought about Clark, almost to the point where she thought that she couldn't go on.
"Well I gotta go," Lana replied glumly, "wouldn't want to keep you from your work."
After saying their goodbyes, Lana turned to go.
"That reminds me," Chloe said an intriguing look in her eye, "I have to show you guys something."
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