Author's note: Can you believe I'm almost finished with this story. Sorry
if it's taking too long. I don't want to have a great plot but a really
atrocious ending. It totally defeats the purpose. Well enjoy! Sorry if it's
kinda short.
**Indicates a thought**
Chapter 17
"Thanks again. Ms. Sullener for letting me finish my sculpture." Jean smiled, collecting her belongings.
"No problem," the ill-tempered art teacher said from the old oak desk, "Just don't let it happen again." She sighed picking up the cup of coffee that was on her desk.
Jean nodded, striding out of the room.
She cautiously looked down the hallway. No one was in sight. Taking a few more steps she walked out of the door and into the parking lot, which was just as abandoned as the school.
*sigh*
She turned around swiftly after hearing a twig snap somewhere in the woods.
**Just a squirrel, ** She reassured herself, **after all, this town is crawling with them. **
Jean stopped and stood, awaiting the long journey to the Kent Farm. **Maybe I should wait for Clark...... NO, I've already bothered him enough. **
She tossed her vibrant red hair over her shoulder and continued walking.
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"So what did you want to show us?" Pete said, throwing his backpack on the floor.
"Well I did some digging and found out a little more information on our newest meteor rock victim," Chloe said, interest in her voice.
"Well you guys remember the other day when we had stopped at the Talon?"
"Yeah." Clark answered.
"Didn't you find it odd that Staci was wearing a bracelet made of a material identical to the one that we found in the Ledger parking lot."
"Chloe, I'm sure that hundreds of girls have that bracelet, maybe it was just a conscience." Pete pointed out.
"Maybe, but Staci's hands were gloved when she came to talk to us at the Talon, if you remember when we first met her she wasn't wearing gloves."
Clark frowned, "Her hands could have been cold."
Pete nodded.
"You guys are like the two most impossible people in the WORLD!!!!!" Chloe shrugged and pulled out a picture taken by one of the security cameras at the Ledger office. The outline of a girl's shadow was reflected onto the pavement by the light of the moon.
"Chloe," Clark began, still staring at the picture, "It could be anyone..... But if the girl in the picture really is Staci and she's on a killing rampage, shouldn't we warn Lex?"
Chloe nods, "Right. Pete you can take the camera and I'll go get my......" but when they both turn back around Clark is nowhere in sight, "coat?"
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Jean opened the door to the house. She took off her coat and slung it over the coat rack. It was mid August and the temperature outside had dropped tremendously.
**Okay, where is everyone? **
The note on the kitchen table answered her question.
She quickly read it and set it back down on the table.
Mr. and Mrs. Kent had gone into town and wouldn't be back for a few hours. She sighed and picked up the white colored pea coat once more.
**I think I'll go check on Sunny. **
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The blur that had been speeding down the road came to a complete stop in font of the Luthor Mansion. Clark walked through the mansion door, not even waiting for Winifred to answer it. Lex was in his office.
"Lex!"
"Clark?" Lex said, a bewildered expression on his face.
"Have you seen Staci around?" Clark asks hastily.
"Not since she left an hour ago, she said she was going to talk to you." Lex said, uncertainty in his voice.
Clark thinks about the current predicament, "Jean!" He mutters to himself.
"Is there something I should know about Staci?" Lex frowns.
"I'll explain later." Clark says leaving the office.
Lex watched his young friend exit the room and slowly picked up the phone.
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**Indicates a thought**
Chapter 17
"Thanks again. Ms. Sullener for letting me finish my sculpture." Jean smiled, collecting her belongings.
"No problem," the ill-tempered art teacher said from the old oak desk, "Just don't let it happen again." She sighed picking up the cup of coffee that was on her desk.
Jean nodded, striding out of the room.
She cautiously looked down the hallway. No one was in sight. Taking a few more steps she walked out of the door and into the parking lot, which was just as abandoned as the school.
*sigh*
She turned around swiftly after hearing a twig snap somewhere in the woods.
**Just a squirrel, ** She reassured herself, **after all, this town is crawling with them. **
Jean stopped and stood, awaiting the long journey to the Kent Farm. **Maybe I should wait for Clark...... NO, I've already bothered him enough. **
She tossed her vibrant red hair over her shoulder and continued walking.
~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~
"So what did you want to show us?" Pete said, throwing his backpack on the floor.
"Well I did some digging and found out a little more information on our newest meteor rock victim," Chloe said, interest in her voice.
"Well you guys remember the other day when we had stopped at the Talon?"
"Yeah." Clark answered.
"Didn't you find it odd that Staci was wearing a bracelet made of a material identical to the one that we found in the Ledger parking lot."
"Chloe, I'm sure that hundreds of girls have that bracelet, maybe it was just a conscience." Pete pointed out.
"Maybe, but Staci's hands were gloved when she came to talk to us at the Talon, if you remember when we first met her she wasn't wearing gloves."
Clark frowned, "Her hands could have been cold."
Pete nodded.
"You guys are like the two most impossible people in the WORLD!!!!!" Chloe shrugged and pulled out a picture taken by one of the security cameras at the Ledger office. The outline of a girl's shadow was reflected onto the pavement by the light of the moon.
"Chloe," Clark began, still staring at the picture, "It could be anyone..... But if the girl in the picture really is Staci and she's on a killing rampage, shouldn't we warn Lex?"
Chloe nods, "Right. Pete you can take the camera and I'll go get my......" but when they both turn back around Clark is nowhere in sight, "coat?"
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Jean opened the door to the house. She took off her coat and slung it over the coat rack. It was mid August and the temperature outside had dropped tremendously.
**Okay, where is everyone? **
The note on the kitchen table answered her question.
She quickly read it and set it back down on the table.
Mr. and Mrs. Kent had gone into town and wouldn't be back for a few hours. She sighed and picked up the white colored pea coat once more.
**I think I'll go check on Sunny. **
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The blur that had been speeding down the road came to a complete stop in font of the Luthor Mansion. Clark walked through the mansion door, not even waiting for Winifred to answer it. Lex was in his office.
"Lex!"
"Clark?" Lex said, a bewildered expression on his face.
"Have you seen Staci around?" Clark asks hastily.
"Not since she left an hour ago, she said she was going to talk to you." Lex said, uncertainty in his voice.
Clark thinks about the current predicament, "Jean!" He mutters to himself.
"Is there something I should know about Staci?" Lex frowns.
"I'll explain later." Clark says leaving the office.
Lex watched his young friend exit the room and slowly picked up the phone.
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