Hey, guys. how's it goin? sorry about the update delay. i haven't been on the net for awhile. total suckfest, really. me and no internet make a very unhappy me. unless i'm shopping, then i'm happy again. oh, but if it's x-mas shopping, uh huh. no way. because then i'm unhappy again. man, i really need to shut up. maybe there's a pill or something to help me, i don't know. well, here's you another chapter. not the next date yet. but the next one will be. so, here you go.
don't own show, characters, including the unbelievably HOT michael rosenbaum *wipes at eyes*. thankyou ever so much for all the reviews. everyone is *so* nice. i mean, i really don't think i've ever had a bad review. or, you know, a review flaming me or why me?. so, thanks...

enjoy...

why me?

Lex was pacing his room at the present time, waiting for Chloe's arrival. That had been her first 'demand.' Yesterday, Friday, Lex had been trying to decide how to persuade her to come over to his house for their date. Right before he had come to the decision of just plain asking her, the phone rang.

"Hello," he answered, slightly on edge, he wasn't quite sure how Chloe was going to react when he asked her.

"Sir, Mrs. Sullivan is on the line," a male voice responded, "would you like me to put her through?"

Panic and alarm swept through him. A million questions ran through his mind. Why was Chloe calling him? Was she going to cancel on him? Did Clark tell her everything about their last conversation?

"Um..Yeah, go ahead," Lex stumbled and just about tripped on some clothes that were scattered on the floor, no one was allowed to do anything to his room. No cleaning. No snooping.

"Hey, Lex," Chloe sounded uncertain herself, "I'm *so* sorry to bother you. Really, I am."

"It's okay," Lex assured, trying hard to force the dread that was now spreading quite quickly throughout his body out.

"Well, it's just I had to ask you something."

And, here it comes. 'Lex I can't make it tonight because I've finally wizened up to how unfair this whole date/whatever thing is.'

"Really, and what could be so important that you couldn't wait till our date tomorrow to ask?" Lex asked, smiling in spite of himself when he heard Chloe snort. It was fairly evident she did not like them, whatever they were, to be called dates. Then, deciding to voice some of what he was thinking, added, "Unless, that is, because you won't be there tomorrow."

"Oh! No. Our *meeting thing* is still on," Chloe clarified, "I've just decided that it was time we changed our meeting place," she said sheepishly.

"Really?" Lex mused, "Cause, I was thinking that exact same thing."

"Good. Because I have the best idea," she beamed, seeming very happy with his reaction.

"Where?" Lex asked skeptically, and somewhat disappointed. He'd had his own ideas for the best location. Right here.

"It's a surprise!" she answered excitedly.

"Great!" Lex replied with false enthusiasm. Chloe obviously noticed because she gave out a sigh. Cute, Lex thought, she sounds so cute when she breathes.

"Hey! Don't sound so thrilled."

"No, I am. I just...sometimes surprises are..." Lex trailed.

"Surprising," Chloe quipped.

"Harmful," he corrected.

"You are *so* pessimistic, you know that?" she asked, frustrated.

"Pessimistic? Really? I don't think I've ever been referred to as that before," Lex divulged.

"No? Well, I'm sure you've heard much more colorful words. Several of which come to mind right now. If you'd like me to recite them for you..." Chloe offered.

"Another time, I'm sure. So...you're not going to tell me where we're going?" Lex asked.

"Oh, oh, yeah. I mean, no. You don't get to know," she said, he could feel her vivacity over the phone.

"Okay..." Lex strung out, "So, how is this going to work?"

"Well, I'll meet you over at your place, and then we'll take your car," Chloe explained, "Because, your car, well, it'll be quicker that way, you know."

Lex couldn't help but smile. Chloe had obviously taken quite a liking to his car. "Sure, we'll take my car," Lex assented, then added quickly, "But, *I'm* driving."

"Oh, come on," she whined, "Why not?"

"Why not? Why not!? Because I'm sure your idea of the perfect date doesn't include your escort being carted away in an ambulance."

"That's not fair! I'm a good driver," Chloe said defensively, then realized the full extent of his statement, "Hey! You're *not* my date! And this thing we're doing, it's *not* a date!"

"Chill, Chloe," Lex said, trying to calm her down.

But, whatever he was expecting from her, he was definitely not expecting her to do what she did. Laugh. And laugh. And laugh. And, she continued on with this for a good full minute. If not more. It was only when Lex spoke up that she stopped.

"What is so funny?" Lex asked, completely and utterly amused, almost on the verge of laughing himself.

It took her another minute to catch her breath before, "It's just...You said...You...'Chill, Chloe'...You saying that..."

"What?!?" Lex asked again, now somewhat annoyed, but only alittle. What's so big about him saying 'Chill'?

"Well," Chloe began, breathing heavily, "I'm only saying that it's somewhat weird you saying 'chill.'"

"Why?"

"Um...How can I explain this in terms you'd understand?" Chloe thought for a minute, "Imagine your Father saying 'chill.'"

With the image in his head, Lex smiled, "It is a bit..."

"Unsettling," Chloe finished.

"You know, it's usually only couples who finish each other's sentences," Lex teased.

"Usually, yes. But, it's also true with people who tend to know each other too well," Chloe said.

"Oh, well, I had no idea we were so close as to know each other that well," Lex retorted, smirking.

"Neither did I. And stop smirking, it's annoying."

"How did you..."

"I know."

They fell silent for a minute. Both evaluating their newfound situation.

"Well, hey, I'll see you tomorrow," Chloe said, breaking the silence.

"Yeah, see you tomorow."

"Bye."

"Bye..."

And now here he was. Waiting.
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Yippie. Next date coming up real soon. So, beware. Kidding. Kidding. It should be good. It would have been up already, but the stupid disk that it's on won't work, so now I have to write the whole thing over again. And that sucks, i mean, it was perfect. and, yes, i will use the word perfect. and i rarely do that. but, i wrote that awhile ago, and i can't remember everything in it, so...
ok, i am *so* sorry, i'm rambling again. i always do that. but, i'll stop now, well, in just a minute.
first, i wanna say thanks again to everyone who has reviewed. anyone who has read this knows who much i love them. so, if you feel like leaving me one, please do. i guess i'll see you later. bye all.