Author's Note: I just want you to know that I don't hate Lana; I'm
actually in the process of writing a fic that involves her and Clark,
Defensive Reading. [Feel free to read it (hint hint)] Just sometimes she
gets a little too whiny for my tastes. I like to dapple around with
different couplings, I'm really a fence-sitter when it comes down to it; I
don't have a preferred pair. All I know is that Chloe deserves to be loved
by someone.
Lex sauntered casually into his coffee shop, the Talon, one of his latest business ventures. He must admit that he never would have agreed to Lana's proposal if it hadn't been for Clark's pleading. No one could resist those pathetic puppy dog eyes of his, except -obviously- for Lana. Lex didn't know why Clark was constantly mooning over the little princess; it seemed that all she ever did was whine. Why didn't he go for someone with a little (make that a lot) more personality and was a little (also make that a lot) less self-absorbed? Like Chloe.
He placed his order; espresso, double-shot of almond, and it was back in no time. The employees knew who he was and they weren't about to keep him waiting. As he grabbed his mug of steaming liquid, he scanned the room; deserted, just how he liked it. He was about to take a seat in one of the booths and begin working on one of his newest schemes to outwit his father, when he noticed a petite blonde crying and shaking violently. After further inspection, he realized it was Chloe. As he crossed the room to comfort her, he thought to himself, 'What did Clark do now?' He always seemed to break the poor girl's heart.
He sat down, close to her and pulled out some tissues from his pocket. "I come bearing gifts." He proclaimed, holding them out to her. At her slightly shocked expression -not only did Lex Luthor just initiate a conversation but it seemed as though he actually cared that she was crying- he said, "They're not used, I swear." Before plucking one out from the middle of the stack. "Except for that one." That got a giggle out of her, which was a good start for someone more used to making people cry than cheering them up.
She smiled bashfully up at him. "You probably think I'm a real loser. Here, alone, crying my heart out in the middle of the night."
He looked directly into her eyes, a bright pink from crying. "You're not a loser. You could never be a loser. Is there any specific reason you were crying, or do you just do it for kicks?"
She smiled weakly at him. "Why do you think I'm crying?" Chloe asked simply.
Lex understood. "What did Clark do this time?"
Chloe was about to answer when they were interrupted by the waitress. "I'm sorry, but we're closing. It's 11:30." Chloe and Lex looked up at the clock, surprised, they had both stayed a lot longer than they expected to. They both started towards the door and just as she was about to get into her car, Lex asked Chloe, "Would you like to go for a ride? I would really like to finish this conversation." Chloe nodded her head numbly. Lex Luthor -the one and only Lex Luthor- who she had never really talked to beyond pleasantries such as "How are things at the Torch?" "Fine, and the plant?" "Fine as well." was suddenly displaying a lot of interest in her and she had to admit, she liked it.
She slipped into the passenger's side of his BMW z7, one of those cars you dream about but are never really able to afford, unless of course, you're a Luthor. He revved the engine and they began to speed through town.
"So, anywhere in particular you want to go?" He asked her.
"As long as it's not over a bridge, it's fine by me." Lex couldn't help but laugh at that, even when she was depressed, she was still as witty as ever. Chloe became even more amazed at how the night was turning out. She had gotten a real laugh out of him, something about as rare as Lana actually caring about how your day went.
They continued driving through town, turning in circles, simply talking. Chloe explained how Clark had blown up at her about her inquisitiveness and how he had said she was a bad friend which hurt the most because, in reality, she had only been trying to help. She seemed so upset by what had happened that Lex felt compelled to do something, anything, to cheer her up. That's when it hit him. He knew exactly what would help brighten her mood. "So, maybe sometime soon we could finish up that interview we started a while ago. You know? The one we had begun before I was robbed by meteor mutants."
It had the desired effect. Her face light up and she said "How about tomorrow? I was going to go to the movies with Pete and Clark, but I don't think that'll happen."
He smiled at her. "Tomorrow sounds fine."
They pulled in front of Chloe's house and she got out. "You sure you won't get in trouble for being out so late?" It was now about quarter past midnight.
"Nah. I had told my dad I was going to be late laying out the Torch tonight, he won't care at all."
"Okay, see you tomorrow at 3:30." And with that he sped off. Chloe entered her house feeling light-hearted. She had finally gotten the interview that could get her into the Planet. An interview with Lex Luthor was worth Chloe's weight in gold.
Lex strolled into his mansion and went up to his assistant. "What do I have to do tomorrow?"
"You have a very important meeting with the head of Sidfel Inc."
"Cancel it. Something came up."
"Are you sure? If you cancel it, your father will probably win control of it."
"I'm positive. Something way more important came up."
How's that so far? I think it's half-way decent considering that this was not the plot I had originally intended for the story. Please keep up the pretty reviews, they make me feel all warm and tingly inside. *Kelly*
Lex sauntered casually into his coffee shop, the Talon, one of his latest business ventures. He must admit that he never would have agreed to Lana's proposal if it hadn't been for Clark's pleading. No one could resist those pathetic puppy dog eyes of his, except -obviously- for Lana. Lex didn't know why Clark was constantly mooning over the little princess; it seemed that all she ever did was whine. Why didn't he go for someone with a little (make that a lot) more personality and was a little (also make that a lot) less self-absorbed? Like Chloe.
He placed his order; espresso, double-shot of almond, and it was back in no time. The employees knew who he was and they weren't about to keep him waiting. As he grabbed his mug of steaming liquid, he scanned the room; deserted, just how he liked it. He was about to take a seat in one of the booths and begin working on one of his newest schemes to outwit his father, when he noticed a petite blonde crying and shaking violently. After further inspection, he realized it was Chloe. As he crossed the room to comfort her, he thought to himself, 'What did Clark do now?' He always seemed to break the poor girl's heart.
He sat down, close to her and pulled out some tissues from his pocket. "I come bearing gifts." He proclaimed, holding them out to her. At her slightly shocked expression -not only did Lex Luthor just initiate a conversation but it seemed as though he actually cared that she was crying- he said, "They're not used, I swear." Before plucking one out from the middle of the stack. "Except for that one." That got a giggle out of her, which was a good start for someone more used to making people cry than cheering them up.
She smiled bashfully up at him. "You probably think I'm a real loser. Here, alone, crying my heart out in the middle of the night."
He looked directly into her eyes, a bright pink from crying. "You're not a loser. You could never be a loser. Is there any specific reason you were crying, or do you just do it for kicks?"
She smiled weakly at him. "Why do you think I'm crying?" Chloe asked simply.
Lex understood. "What did Clark do this time?"
Chloe was about to answer when they were interrupted by the waitress. "I'm sorry, but we're closing. It's 11:30." Chloe and Lex looked up at the clock, surprised, they had both stayed a lot longer than they expected to. They both started towards the door and just as she was about to get into her car, Lex asked Chloe, "Would you like to go for a ride? I would really like to finish this conversation." Chloe nodded her head numbly. Lex Luthor -the one and only Lex Luthor- who she had never really talked to beyond pleasantries such as "How are things at the Torch?" "Fine, and the plant?" "Fine as well." was suddenly displaying a lot of interest in her and she had to admit, she liked it.
She slipped into the passenger's side of his BMW z7, one of those cars you dream about but are never really able to afford, unless of course, you're a Luthor. He revved the engine and they began to speed through town.
"So, anywhere in particular you want to go?" He asked her.
"As long as it's not over a bridge, it's fine by me." Lex couldn't help but laugh at that, even when she was depressed, she was still as witty as ever. Chloe became even more amazed at how the night was turning out. She had gotten a real laugh out of him, something about as rare as Lana actually caring about how your day went.
They continued driving through town, turning in circles, simply talking. Chloe explained how Clark had blown up at her about her inquisitiveness and how he had said she was a bad friend which hurt the most because, in reality, she had only been trying to help. She seemed so upset by what had happened that Lex felt compelled to do something, anything, to cheer her up. That's when it hit him. He knew exactly what would help brighten her mood. "So, maybe sometime soon we could finish up that interview we started a while ago. You know? The one we had begun before I was robbed by meteor mutants."
It had the desired effect. Her face light up and she said "How about tomorrow? I was going to go to the movies with Pete and Clark, but I don't think that'll happen."
He smiled at her. "Tomorrow sounds fine."
They pulled in front of Chloe's house and she got out. "You sure you won't get in trouble for being out so late?" It was now about quarter past midnight.
"Nah. I had told my dad I was going to be late laying out the Torch tonight, he won't care at all."
"Okay, see you tomorrow at 3:30." And with that he sped off. Chloe entered her house feeling light-hearted. She had finally gotten the interview that could get her into the Planet. An interview with Lex Luthor was worth Chloe's weight in gold.
Lex strolled into his mansion and went up to his assistant. "What do I have to do tomorrow?"
"You have a very important meeting with the head of Sidfel Inc."
"Cancel it. Something came up."
"Are you sure? If you cancel it, your father will probably win control of it."
"I'm positive. Something way more important came up."
How's that so far? I think it's half-way decent considering that this was not the plot I had originally intended for the story. Please keep up the pretty reviews, they make me feel all warm and tingly inside. *Kelly*