CHAPTER TWELVE
That night, Clark received an e-mail from a woman by the name of Elisa Stover. It read:
**Dear Mr. Kent,
This is an e-mail to notify you of the reunion for the class of 2005. An invitation was sent to your family two weeks ago and we have found that you have not RSVP yet. We understand that even in this day and age, mail tends to get lost or people forget things in their hectic scheduling. This is just a reminder.
The reunion is being held this Saturday, June 19, at 7:00 pm in the Smallville High gymnasium. If you plan to attend, please send me an e- mail. My address is EAStover@aol.com. We all hope to see you there.
Sincerely, Elisa A. Stover**
"Hey, Chloe!" Clark called towards the kitchen.
Chloe came in with Lee in tow, both had chocolate sauce smudged on their noses, cheeks, clothing, and everywhere else. Lee had whipped cream on her chin and Chloe had whipped cream on the top of her head. They wore smiles on their face.
"What Clark?" Chloe said laughing.
"Did you hear about the reunion this Saturday?"
"Of course. I'm hosting it."
"Then why did I get an e-mail from Elisa Stover instead of you?"
"Elisa's helping out with the reunion and she's handling the reservation list."
"Who is she?"
"She's head of the English department. The only reason why they wanted me to host it instead of her is because I went there, I'm a teacher there, and I ran the school newspaper back then," Chloe explained.
"But you never graduated from Smallville High."
"I know that and they know that. But I was the only one willing to give up an entire Saturday just to put it all together. Listen, Clark, I got to do something important tonight that I've been putting off. Would you watch Lee for me?" Chloe said.
"I'd be glad to. For how long?"
"I don't know. I'll just get her cleaned up and in her pajama's before I go so you have an easier job." She took Lee by the hand up to their rooms to change out of the sticky clothing.
He turned off his laptop and closed the cover. He went in the kitchen and brought out the mayonnaise, mustard, turkey, ham, and cheddar cheese from the refrigerator and a loaf of bread from the breadbox for a sandwich. He placed the ingredients on the counter and started to make himself a large sandwich.
Just as he was finishing and about the bite into it, Chloe and Lee breezed by and took it out of his hand. Chloe put it on the table and Lee sat down. Clark just sighed and set out to make another.
Chloe went up to him and kissed him on the cheek. "Thank you for doing this and making her a sandwich. I'll be back by eleven, I promise," she said.
"Yeah, yeah," Clark grumbled. He heard Chloe laughing as she slipped on her denim jacket and headed out the door.
Clark shook his head. There was just something about Chloe that attracted him.
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She entered the building carefully, trying not to step on some of the loose nails that lay on the ground. It had started to rain only minutes ago and that added to the ambiance of the rundown, rickety old mansion. Hard to believe that only nine years ago, this had been one of the highlights of Smallville charm.
As she stepped through into the living room, she could feel the desolation of the once lively estate. She climbed the stairwell, wary not to step on any of the cracked stairs. She got to the old office and slowly opened the door.
"Lex, you called me. What's wrong?"
He turned from the window that no longer held glass. "I heard Clark Kent was in town."
"And where, pray tell, did you hear that from?"
"I have my resources. So did you tell him that it was me that you were coming to see?"
"No, I have no reason to. It's not like I'm here to do you a favor. I'm only here to see what's wrong with you and why you'd call me of all people," she said.
He turned back around and said, "Chloe, do you know how many times I've come to this place since it no longer held occupants?"
"No, should I?"
"Once every month for nine years. I stay for an hour, remember back to time when things were simpler and I had friends, then I leave. Kind of lonely, don't you think?" he said, his voice distant.
"Oh to woe is you. Lex if you're lonely, it's because you chose to be that way. You think I'm going to feel sorry for a man who ruined his life on purpose?" Chloe said, her voice as harsh as his was distant. "I may have been gone most of high school but I did have people to tell me what was going on. You wanted Clark to make a deal with the devil, you being the devil. You wanted to use Clark for your own personal gain and got angry when Clark refused to be treated that way. Did I leave anything out?"
"Chloe, I think you should leave."
"Fine, but remember this Lex. You want to have friends, you wanted to be treated the way you were when you were twenty-one, quit acting like the world is against you. Give up trying to control everything and everyone around you and using people to your own advantage," Chloe said.
"Good-bye Chloe," Lex said. Chloe turned on her heel and started to walk towards the door. She didn't get halfway before she heard Lex whisper, "Just ask him who he really is."
She pushed to the farthest reaches of her mind then continued on her way.
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AN: Well I hope that satisfies your curiosity about Lex.
That night, Clark received an e-mail from a woman by the name of Elisa Stover. It read:
**Dear Mr. Kent,
This is an e-mail to notify you of the reunion for the class of 2005. An invitation was sent to your family two weeks ago and we have found that you have not RSVP yet. We understand that even in this day and age, mail tends to get lost or people forget things in their hectic scheduling. This is just a reminder.
The reunion is being held this Saturday, June 19, at 7:00 pm in the Smallville High gymnasium. If you plan to attend, please send me an e- mail. My address is EAStover@aol.com. We all hope to see you there.
Sincerely, Elisa A. Stover**
"Hey, Chloe!" Clark called towards the kitchen.
Chloe came in with Lee in tow, both had chocolate sauce smudged on their noses, cheeks, clothing, and everywhere else. Lee had whipped cream on her chin and Chloe had whipped cream on the top of her head. They wore smiles on their face.
"What Clark?" Chloe said laughing.
"Did you hear about the reunion this Saturday?"
"Of course. I'm hosting it."
"Then why did I get an e-mail from Elisa Stover instead of you?"
"Elisa's helping out with the reunion and she's handling the reservation list."
"Who is she?"
"She's head of the English department. The only reason why they wanted me to host it instead of her is because I went there, I'm a teacher there, and I ran the school newspaper back then," Chloe explained.
"But you never graduated from Smallville High."
"I know that and they know that. But I was the only one willing to give up an entire Saturday just to put it all together. Listen, Clark, I got to do something important tonight that I've been putting off. Would you watch Lee for me?" Chloe said.
"I'd be glad to. For how long?"
"I don't know. I'll just get her cleaned up and in her pajama's before I go so you have an easier job." She took Lee by the hand up to their rooms to change out of the sticky clothing.
He turned off his laptop and closed the cover. He went in the kitchen and brought out the mayonnaise, mustard, turkey, ham, and cheddar cheese from the refrigerator and a loaf of bread from the breadbox for a sandwich. He placed the ingredients on the counter and started to make himself a large sandwich.
Just as he was finishing and about the bite into it, Chloe and Lee breezed by and took it out of his hand. Chloe put it on the table and Lee sat down. Clark just sighed and set out to make another.
Chloe went up to him and kissed him on the cheek. "Thank you for doing this and making her a sandwich. I'll be back by eleven, I promise," she said.
"Yeah, yeah," Clark grumbled. He heard Chloe laughing as she slipped on her denim jacket and headed out the door.
Clark shook his head. There was just something about Chloe that attracted him.
+==+ +==+ +==+ +==+ +==+
She entered the building carefully, trying not to step on some of the loose nails that lay on the ground. It had started to rain only minutes ago and that added to the ambiance of the rundown, rickety old mansion. Hard to believe that only nine years ago, this had been one of the highlights of Smallville charm.
As she stepped through into the living room, she could feel the desolation of the once lively estate. She climbed the stairwell, wary not to step on any of the cracked stairs. She got to the old office and slowly opened the door.
"Lex, you called me. What's wrong?"
He turned from the window that no longer held glass. "I heard Clark Kent was in town."
"And where, pray tell, did you hear that from?"
"I have my resources. So did you tell him that it was me that you were coming to see?"
"No, I have no reason to. It's not like I'm here to do you a favor. I'm only here to see what's wrong with you and why you'd call me of all people," she said.
He turned back around and said, "Chloe, do you know how many times I've come to this place since it no longer held occupants?"
"No, should I?"
"Once every month for nine years. I stay for an hour, remember back to time when things were simpler and I had friends, then I leave. Kind of lonely, don't you think?" he said, his voice distant.
"Oh to woe is you. Lex if you're lonely, it's because you chose to be that way. You think I'm going to feel sorry for a man who ruined his life on purpose?" Chloe said, her voice as harsh as his was distant. "I may have been gone most of high school but I did have people to tell me what was going on. You wanted Clark to make a deal with the devil, you being the devil. You wanted to use Clark for your own personal gain and got angry when Clark refused to be treated that way. Did I leave anything out?"
"Chloe, I think you should leave."
"Fine, but remember this Lex. You want to have friends, you wanted to be treated the way you were when you were twenty-one, quit acting like the world is against you. Give up trying to control everything and everyone around you and using people to your own advantage," Chloe said.
"Good-bye Chloe," Lex said. Chloe turned on her heel and started to walk towards the door. She didn't get halfway before she heard Lex whisper, "Just ask him who he really is."
She pushed to the farthest reaches of her mind then continued on her way.
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AN: Well I hope that satisfies your curiosity about Lex.