Here you go. Another installment of my first fic. I hope you like, like always.
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why me?
Lex pulled into his driveway about an hour after his and Chloe's last conversation. He had driven around town, aimlessly trying to find some way of entertaining himself. He'd also needed some time to think about the events that occured earlier that day, as well as his plans for their next date. So far, though, he hadn't been able to get any farther than dessecting their kiss.
He'd never experienced anything like it before, even if it was short-lived. And Lex wasn't even upset by the 'fact' that she'd only kissed him to win their game. Lex had kissed lots of girls, and not meant it. And the way Chloe had kissed him, that wasn't fake. Lex knew the difference.
Or, at least, he thought he did. Although he'd had plenty experience when it came to his...experience, that didn't mean he'd had experience when it came to *meaning* it.
Lex was now out of his car, and making his way to the door. He'd called in advance to make sure his Father had not decided to pay him another visit. He was definently *not* in the mood to argue with him today.
Opening the unlocked door, he walked in. His footsteps echoed as he stepped inside the exquisite mansion. Lex, on many occasions, had honestly thought about moving. Not out of Smallville, but just out of this...place. Maybe, when he won Chloe over, they'd move in together.
I have to stop thinking like this, Lex thought to himself.
"Sir, your paper," the voice came from behind him, which caused him to slightly jump. Masking his surprise, Lex turned to face the owner of the voice.
The same woman who had delivered his last paper was standing in front of him. Her head was bowed, and she was visibly shaking. She held the paper out in front of her like a shield. Lex laughed.
She looked up quite suddenly, startled.
"Lighten up, I won't bite," Lex assured, taking the paper from her, "I'm truly sorry about the way I acted last week."
She nodded. Lex got the strong impression that she was waiting for him to fire her. Which, on most days, wouldn't be entirely unjustified. When he got overly angry, or upset, he would usually find something wrong with the way someone did something. But, this usually only happened after a conversation with his father. Now, this was not something he was proud of, it was just something that he could not control. He needed to take his frustrations out on someone, and since he couldn't do it to the one person who deserved, his Father, then...
"Did you receive the flowers I sent?" Lex asked politely.
She nodded again, "Yes, I did. They were beautiful. Thankyou." She said all this, head down, in a very fearful tone.
"What's your name?" Lex asked.
"Alison."
"Alison. Well, Alison, take the rest of the day off, tomorrow, too."
Alison looked up, shock lining her face. She tried to say something, but obviously couldn't find the words.
"Thankyou," she said softly, smiling.
"Your welcome," Lex smiled, "Now go on, I'll see you Monday."
"Thankyou," she said again. She then began walking away, and Lex had a sudden idea.
"Would you care to do me a favor?" Lex asked.
Alison stopped in her tracks, and turned around slowly. She was apparently worrying what that 'favor' was.
"Oh, don't worry, it's nothing appalling," Lex assured, smiling at her.
A look of relief swept across her face at his words. "What can I do for you, Sir?"
"I want you to inform the staff, all the staff, that everyone will have next Saturday off."
Her eyes widened, "Everyone?"
"Yes, everyone," Lex said, "Do you think you could do that for me?"
"Oh, yes, I will," she answered, hurriedly, "Thankyou."
Lex nodded. Then, he turned and made his way up to his office. An idea was forming in his head for their next date, an idea that would surely work. Not even Chloe should be able to resist a Luthor's charm all alone.
Once he'd reached his office, he settled into his chair. Then, he began to skim The Torch for any and all of Chloe's articles, one inparticular. The first one he came across was labeled, "Aliens: Out there, or next door?" It went on to discuss how aliens landed in Smallville years ago during the meteor shower, and are now living among us.
Lex laughed, only Chloe would write this, he thought.
Skipping to last page, Lex scanned the page, and, at the end, there it was. The apology.
"As you all know, my article, 'Who's next,' was yanked. Taken away. Buh- bye. And, in it's place was an empty space. Which we all know is something I hate to see. So, to fill up that empty space in this issue of the prized and treasured Torch, is an apology. Yes, an apology. You read right. I apoligize for looking out for the well- being of my fellow citizens. For trying to warn them of the dangers of a certain Luthor, a certain in-need-of-a-haircut Luthor, that is. So, I am sorry. It will never happen again..."
Chloe, Chloe, Chloe. She had to do it. She had to write that. She couldn't just say she was sorry, and be done with it. She had to smart. Well, smart in the stupid sense. This article meant that he was going to have to deal with his father, again. He'd be lucky if he didn't have to talk him out of shutting the Torch back down for good.
His spirits down, Lex looked through the rest of the paper, till an article, by Chloe, of course, caught his eye. "Unicorns:Fable or myth? Although unicorns *are* thought of as fabled, it is not uncommon for them to be thought of as myth, seeing as to how fable and myth are synomyms. That is all." Lex smiled
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If you read, please review. Wait, no forget I said it. NO, wait, remember that I said it. I like reviews. I WANT reviews. *But*, I don't demand reviews. I'm just saying they're nice, as you all know by now. Ok, I'm sorry, I'll be quiet now. Next chapter up, ?. I really don't know. How bout...by thursday, or friday. at the most, friday. ok, ok, i'll try and get it up by wednesday, you talked me into it. bye all
enjoy
why me?
Lex pulled into his driveway about an hour after his and Chloe's last conversation. He had driven around town, aimlessly trying to find some way of entertaining himself. He'd also needed some time to think about the events that occured earlier that day, as well as his plans for their next date. So far, though, he hadn't been able to get any farther than dessecting their kiss.
He'd never experienced anything like it before, even if it was short-lived. And Lex wasn't even upset by the 'fact' that she'd only kissed him to win their game. Lex had kissed lots of girls, and not meant it. And the way Chloe had kissed him, that wasn't fake. Lex knew the difference.
Or, at least, he thought he did. Although he'd had plenty experience when it came to his...experience, that didn't mean he'd had experience when it came to *meaning* it.
Lex was now out of his car, and making his way to the door. He'd called in advance to make sure his Father had not decided to pay him another visit. He was definently *not* in the mood to argue with him today.
Opening the unlocked door, he walked in. His footsteps echoed as he stepped inside the exquisite mansion. Lex, on many occasions, had honestly thought about moving. Not out of Smallville, but just out of this...place. Maybe, when he won Chloe over, they'd move in together.
I have to stop thinking like this, Lex thought to himself.
"Sir, your paper," the voice came from behind him, which caused him to slightly jump. Masking his surprise, Lex turned to face the owner of the voice.
The same woman who had delivered his last paper was standing in front of him. Her head was bowed, and she was visibly shaking. She held the paper out in front of her like a shield. Lex laughed.
She looked up quite suddenly, startled.
"Lighten up, I won't bite," Lex assured, taking the paper from her, "I'm truly sorry about the way I acted last week."
She nodded. Lex got the strong impression that she was waiting for him to fire her. Which, on most days, wouldn't be entirely unjustified. When he got overly angry, or upset, he would usually find something wrong with the way someone did something. But, this usually only happened after a conversation with his father. Now, this was not something he was proud of, it was just something that he could not control. He needed to take his frustrations out on someone, and since he couldn't do it to the one person who deserved, his Father, then...
"Did you receive the flowers I sent?" Lex asked politely.
She nodded again, "Yes, I did. They were beautiful. Thankyou." She said all this, head down, in a very fearful tone.
"What's your name?" Lex asked.
"Alison."
"Alison. Well, Alison, take the rest of the day off, tomorrow, too."
Alison looked up, shock lining her face. She tried to say something, but obviously couldn't find the words.
"Thankyou," she said softly, smiling.
"Your welcome," Lex smiled, "Now go on, I'll see you Monday."
"Thankyou," she said again. She then began walking away, and Lex had a sudden idea.
"Would you care to do me a favor?" Lex asked.
Alison stopped in her tracks, and turned around slowly. She was apparently worrying what that 'favor' was.
"Oh, don't worry, it's nothing appalling," Lex assured, smiling at her.
A look of relief swept across her face at his words. "What can I do for you, Sir?"
"I want you to inform the staff, all the staff, that everyone will have next Saturday off."
Her eyes widened, "Everyone?"
"Yes, everyone," Lex said, "Do you think you could do that for me?"
"Oh, yes, I will," she answered, hurriedly, "Thankyou."
Lex nodded. Then, he turned and made his way up to his office. An idea was forming in his head for their next date, an idea that would surely work. Not even Chloe should be able to resist a Luthor's charm all alone.
Once he'd reached his office, he settled into his chair. Then, he began to skim The Torch for any and all of Chloe's articles, one inparticular. The first one he came across was labeled, "Aliens: Out there, or next door?" It went on to discuss how aliens landed in Smallville years ago during the meteor shower, and are now living among us.
Lex laughed, only Chloe would write this, he thought.
Skipping to last page, Lex scanned the page, and, at the end, there it was. The apology.
"As you all know, my article, 'Who's next,' was yanked. Taken away. Buh- bye. And, in it's place was an empty space. Which we all know is something I hate to see. So, to fill up that empty space in this issue of the prized and treasured Torch, is an apology. Yes, an apology. You read right. I apoligize for looking out for the well- being of my fellow citizens. For trying to warn them of the dangers of a certain Luthor, a certain in-need-of-a-haircut Luthor, that is. So, I am sorry. It will never happen again..."
Chloe, Chloe, Chloe. She had to do it. She had to write that. She couldn't just say she was sorry, and be done with it. She had to smart. Well, smart in the stupid sense. This article meant that he was going to have to deal with his father, again. He'd be lucky if he didn't have to talk him out of shutting the Torch back down for good.
His spirits down, Lex looked through the rest of the paper, till an article, by Chloe, of course, caught his eye. "Unicorns:Fable or myth? Although unicorns *are* thought of as fabled, it is not uncommon for them to be thought of as myth, seeing as to how fable and myth are synomyms. That is all." Lex smiled
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If you read, please review. Wait, no forget I said it. NO, wait, remember that I said it. I like reviews. I WANT reviews. *But*, I don't demand reviews. I'm just saying they're nice, as you all know by now. Ok, I'm sorry, I'll be quiet now. Next chapter up, ?. I really don't know. How bout...by thursday, or friday. at the most, friday. ok, ok, i'll try and get it up by wednesday, you talked me into it. bye all
