"Lana, if they run out of bacon, I'm going to make you pay." Pete
yelled through the bathroom door.
"Lana, last time I ate the last pancake and he wanted it, and he was
pissed. Come on, let's go!" Chloe called out.
All three boys visibly let out a breath as the door opened and Lana
stepped out.
"Ready. Sorry." Lana cast a smile on all of them, and Clark steered
her out of the room and down the hall.
"Why did she spend so much time in the bathroom? She looks just like
she always does!" Pete addressed Lex and me.
"Ah, you just don't understand woman Pete!" I grinned. Pete looked
at Lex, who shrugged.
"I don't get them either." Lex smirked. "They don't understand
football or basketball. We don't understand makeup or clothes. It's
the way of the world."
"Maybe none of the girls your daddy has found you understand
sports, but this one does. Don't judge us all on the few you know.
Try dating outside your social class, see what happens then." I shot
back, not even realizing who I was addressing until after I said
what I said.
"Excuse her; she hasn't had any coffee yet." Pete informed Lex, who
nodded and walked ahead to wait for an elevator.
"What was that? You're the anti-Luthor, remember?" Chloe questioned
Pete quietly.
"Did you see that room? I decided to put our differences aside for
the weekend. Did you see that room?"
"Guys, you planning on getting in, or are you taking the stairs five
floors down?" Clark asked as Lana, Lex and himself got into an
elevator.
"Sorry, sorry. You're stomach isn't grumbling loud enough yet!" I
snarked as we got in the elevator.
"Sorry about that little `social class' crack. My brain isn't fully
awake yet." I addressed Lex.
"Don't worry about it. I will prove you wrong though." Lex grinned
as the elevator chimed, telling us we had reached the lobby floor.
***
"I hope they aren't coming down for the breakfast special." Lana
remarked as we passed a couple heading towards the hotel restaurant
we had just exited.
"Maybe I should go warn them three growing boys just ate the place
bare?" I remarked as Lex walked over to the counter we checked in,
exchanged words with the woman tending the desk, and then joined us
back by the lounge area of the lobby.
"Alright, I have a limo coming to pick us up in a few minutes.
We'll stop off at my bank and then your fates rest in the hands of
Chloe." Lex said, sitting himself next me, leaving Lana and Clark
nice and comfy in the overstuffed love seat while Pete, Lex and I
nearly sat on top of each other. Sitting on Lex's lap.ok, wait,
LEX'S bank?
"We don't need to stop at the bank. Ms. Kent and Ms. Ross know I am
city-fying their boys and I have plenty of funds to go all out."
Chloe looked over at the Clark as he let out a groan, which received
a giggle from Lana, which received a eye roll from Chloe, a
sympathetic look from Pete, and a interested face from Lex.
"Oh, that's a really nice limo Lex! Thanks." Lana smiled at Lex as a
limo pulled up in front of the hotel and the group moved towards the
exit. Lana turned to Clark. "This time you can't run out on me,
huh?" Lana smiled. "I.I." Clark said, stumped by her sudden drudging
up the past.
"Come on Clark, let's go!" Chloe growled, grabbing his arm and
trying to keep herself from shooting Lana a look that could stop
Lionel Luthor in his tracks.
Lex just observed the teenagers as they headed towards the
Metropolis Mall, realizing he was obviously the only person in this
group with any common sense.
***
Lex laughed as Pete and Chloe argued over dress pants, but Lex's
laughter abruptly stopped as he watched Lana and Clark wander deeper
into the sales racks by themselves and saw Chloe falter as she saw
the same thing. Chloe shook her head defiantly and shoved him
towards the dressing room, then sat in a plush chair by the doors.
"My extreme perceptiveness is picking up on a breaking heart. What's
the deal with Clark?"
"This was supposed to be our weekend. I was planning on asking him
to the Spring Formal. Then the infamous matchmaker Lex Luthor got
involved. Not that I don't appreciate everything you're doing, I
just wanted to spend some time with Clark. And I don't get Lana. She
has Whitney. If she doesn't want Whitney, get rid of him!! I wouldn't mind her and Clark so much if she didn't already have someone. It's like she's monopolizing all the guys and I'm sitting
here alone." Chloe spilled to me in one big breath, then looked at
me. "Whoa, sorry about that! So much for not letting the emotional
dam break!"
"Hey, I understand." Lex smiled.
"Right, like you've ever not been able to get a girl. Don't lie; it
doesn't make me feel any better." Chloe said with a slight smile.
"Cindy Mason, 9th grade. She fell in love with my best girl friend's
boyfriend." Lex answered with a straight face.
"Hmm, so are you going to say this is just a teenage thing like my
mom?" Chloe sighed.
"Nope. I am going to say I'm sure you'll have better luck down the
road then I did. I know."
"Just because you could fill your mansion with all the money in your
bank accounts and probably have a lot left over doesn't mean you can
tell the future. How do you know I won't grow old and have a hundred
cats?"
"I never thought of you to be insecure Chloe." Lex said, as though
it answered the question.
"It's just my inner superficial girl talking. I mean, Lana.Chloe.
Lana.Chloe. I feel bad Clark would pick her over me, not just for
looks, since he knows both of us pretty well. It's like I'm not good
enough. Ugh! Look what you've made me do Luthor!" Chloe said,
shaking her head and shoving Lex.
"Chloe! I'm coming out!" Pete called from inside the dressing room.
"Ok, ready!" Chloe called back, a grin forming on her face.
`He may not be her heart's desire, but they care for each other. She
needs to realize what she has. Yes, I do believe it is time for a
Luthor intervention.' Lex grinned, and observed the scene playing
out in front of him. `Ms. Ross must have hated shopping with him
when he was little.'
yelled through the bathroom door.
"Lana, last time I ate the last pancake and he wanted it, and he was
pissed. Come on, let's go!" Chloe called out.
All three boys visibly let out a breath as the door opened and Lana
stepped out.
"Ready. Sorry." Lana cast a smile on all of them, and Clark steered
her out of the room and down the hall.
"Why did she spend so much time in the bathroom? She looks just like
she always does!" Pete addressed Lex and me.
"Ah, you just don't understand woman Pete!" I grinned. Pete looked
at Lex, who shrugged.
"I don't get them either." Lex smirked. "They don't understand
football or basketball. We don't understand makeup or clothes. It's
the way of the world."
"Maybe none of the girls your daddy has found you understand
sports, but this one does. Don't judge us all on the few you know.
Try dating outside your social class, see what happens then." I shot
back, not even realizing who I was addressing until after I said
what I said.
"Excuse her; she hasn't had any coffee yet." Pete informed Lex, who
nodded and walked ahead to wait for an elevator.
"What was that? You're the anti-Luthor, remember?" Chloe questioned
Pete quietly.
"Did you see that room? I decided to put our differences aside for
the weekend. Did you see that room?"
"Guys, you planning on getting in, or are you taking the stairs five
floors down?" Clark asked as Lana, Lex and himself got into an
elevator.
"Sorry, sorry. You're stomach isn't grumbling loud enough yet!" I
snarked as we got in the elevator.
"Sorry about that little `social class' crack. My brain isn't fully
awake yet." I addressed Lex.
"Don't worry about it. I will prove you wrong though." Lex grinned
as the elevator chimed, telling us we had reached the lobby floor.
***
"I hope they aren't coming down for the breakfast special." Lana
remarked as we passed a couple heading towards the hotel restaurant
we had just exited.
"Maybe I should go warn them three growing boys just ate the place
bare?" I remarked as Lex walked over to the counter we checked in,
exchanged words with the woman tending the desk, and then joined us
back by the lounge area of the lobby.
"Alright, I have a limo coming to pick us up in a few minutes.
We'll stop off at my bank and then your fates rest in the hands of
Chloe." Lex said, sitting himself next me, leaving Lana and Clark
nice and comfy in the overstuffed love seat while Pete, Lex and I
nearly sat on top of each other. Sitting on Lex's lap.ok, wait,
LEX'S bank?
"We don't need to stop at the bank. Ms. Kent and Ms. Ross know I am
city-fying their boys and I have plenty of funds to go all out."
Chloe looked over at the Clark as he let out a groan, which received
a giggle from Lana, which received a eye roll from Chloe, a
sympathetic look from Pete, and a interested face from Lex.
"Oh, that's a really nice limo Lex! Thanks." Lana smiled at Lex as a
limo pulled up in front of the hotel and the group moved towards the
exit. Lana turned to Clark. "This time you can't run out on me,
huh?" Lana smiled. "I.I." Clark said, stumped by her sudden drudging
up the past.
"Come on Clark, let's go!" Chloe growled, grabbing his arm and
trying to keep herself from shooting Lana a look that could stop
Lionel Luthor in his tracks.
Lex just observed the teenagers as they headed towards the
Metropolis Mall, realizing he was obviously the only person in this
group with any common sense.
***
Lex laughed as Pete and Chloe argued over dress pants, but Lex's
laughter abruptly stopped as he watched Lana and Clark wander deeper
into the sales racks by themselves and saw Chloe falter as she saw
the same thing. Chloe shook her head defiantly and shoved him
towards the dressing room, then sat in a plush chair by the doors.
"My extreme perceptiveness is picking up on a breaking heart. What's
the deal with Clark?"
"This was supposed to be our weekend. I was planning on asking him
to the Spring Formal. Then the infamous matchmaker Lex Luthor got
involved. Not that I don't appreciate everything you're doing, I
just wanted to spend some time with Clark. And I don't get Lana. She
has Whitney. If she doesn't want Whitney, get rid of him!! I wouldn't mind her and Clark so much if she didn't already have someone. It's like she's monopolizing all the guys and I'm sitting
here alone." Chloe spilled to me in one big breath, then looked at
me. "Whoa, sorry about that! So much for not letting the emotional
dam break!"
"Hey, I understand." Lex smiled.
"Right, like you've ever not been able to get a girl. Don't lie; it
doesn't make me feel any better." Chloe said with a slight smile.
"Cindy Mason, 9th grade. She fell in love with my best girl friend's
boyfriend." Lex answered with a straight face.
"Hmm, so are you going to say this is just a teenage thing like my
mom?" Chloe sighed.
"Nope. I am going to say I'm sure you'll have better luck down the
road then I did. I know."
"Just because you could fill your mansion with all the money in your
bank accounts and probably have a lot left over doesn't mean you can
tell the future. How do you know I won't grow old and have a hundred
cats?"
"I never thought of you to be insecure Chloe." Lex said, as though
it answered the question.
"It's just my inner superficial girl talking. I mean, Lana.Chloe.
Lana.Chloe. I feel bad Clark would pick her over me, not just for
looks, since he knows both of us pretty well. It's like I'm not good
enough. Ugh! Look what you've made me do Luthor!" Chloe said,
shaking her head and shoving Lex.
"Chloe! I'm coming out!" Pete called from inside the dressing room.
"Ok, ready!" Chloe called back, a grin forming on her face.
`He may not be her heart's desire, but they care for each other. She
needs to realize what she has. Yes, I do believe it is time for a
Luthor intervention.' Lex grinned, and observed the scene playing
out in front of him. `Ms. Ross must have hated shopping with him
when he was little.'