A/N: And we have a winner! The girl I picked (who had the best summary of
herself AND the right answer) is named Emily! Congrats Emily! The answer
to the "Character Search" is by "Bowling for Soup." Thanks to all who
emailed me, I appreciate it! And thanks to my reviews from "the
disgruntled hobo," and "carol." Now I know Chloe's dad's name is Gabe.
ON WITH THE STORY!
Clark stood up to leave. Their laughing stopped when they realized his intentions. Chloe looked at him with a questioning glance. "Clark? What's wrong?"
Clark sent a sad smile her way and replied, "Chloe I just . . . have to go home. I need to think about some things."
He kissed Lana good-bye. Surprisingly, Lana held the kiss as long as she could. He finally broke away and left the two girls pelting his back with unasked questions.
Lana raised her hand in a wave even though Clark couldn't see her. "Good- bye, Clark. I'll see you tomorrow."
The word "Tomorrow" echoed in Clark's brain all the way home. How could things go back to "normal?" Was there even a "normal" anymore? As he walked home, he thought of how happy he had been to tell his friends the truth.
As Clark was headed home, he saw a girl from school, Emily Jaquett. She was a petite girl, about 5'3'' with blonde hair and big green eyes.
"Clark!" She jogged over to where he was standing. Once she got there, however, she was silent. "How are you?"
"I'm okay, I guess. I have a question for you." He turned to look at Emily. "If you had just one wish, what would you wish for?"
She thought about it for a couple of seconds, and then replied. "I guess I would wish for the people I love to be happy. Somehow, their happiness would be my greatest reward."
Clark and Emily continued to walk together. Finally, when the road split, Clark knew they would part ways for she continued straight and he veered to the left, which led him back to the farm.
"Clark, if you are worried about something, I would say to think about the thing that makes you happy. And then I would put it into effect."
Emily gazed at him as he walked away. Clark Kent was a mystery. She wouldn't have traded places with him if someone had paid her. That boy just had too much unhappiness in him. She said a quick prayer for his welfare and continued walking.
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Coming up to the Kent farm, Clark made a beeline to the cellar. Maybe his mom . . . well, his biological mom, could help him straighten out things.
He came up to the spaceship and nothing happened. There was no flicker, or spark. Nothing happened to make him think it was warming up. He sat down on top of one of the bales of hay and put his head in his hands. Suddenly, the spaceship issued the familiar "SCREECH". His mom appeared instantly, her golden hair flowing around her like an angel.
"Clark? What's wrong?" Her face was a mask of concern. She nodded her head slowly, as if realizing something.
"Oh, I see. Is this about your wish?" At his silence, she continued. "Clark, honey, I told you to be careful what you wished for."
"I know . . . Mom." He found saying "Mom" was still a little hard to swallow. Clark peered up at his mother. "How do I go back to the same everyday life, knowing what I know?"
"You just . . . do. If you are wise, you may learn a valuable lesson from this and change a few things in your life."
"Mom, did you watch me today?"
She shook her head up and down. "Clark, Lana loves you. She may be hesitant at first about your powers, but her love for you conquers ALL."
"And Chloe?" Clark felt a little more hopeful.
"Chloe will go on being one of your dearest friends. She is loyal to you, and would do anything for you. Clark, as for Lex . . ." Clark stood up at the distress in his mother's voice. "Mom, what is it?"
"Clark, I know you hold him as one of your confidantes, but I would be wary around him. Something about him doesn't seem right. Something I can't put my finger on . . ." The light shining around her began to grow dim.
"Clark, I must go. Remember, love conquers all. I love you, son, and . . ."
Clark jumped up in frustration. "And what? You can't leave me! I still need answers!" But it was no use. The cellar was once again dark, and the spaceship felt cool to the touch.
A/N: Tonight, I just felt like writing. I hope you enjoyed it, and please leave a review. Congrats to Emily, I hope you liked your character. Be sure to check in soon for an update!
ON WITH THE STORY!
Clark stood up to leave. Their laughing stopped when they realized his intentions. Chloe looked at him with a questioning glance. "Clark? What's wrong?"
Clark sent a sad smile her way and replied, "Chloe I just . . . have to go home. I need to think about some things."
He kissed Lana good-bye. Surprisingly, Lana held the kiss as long as she could. He finally broke away and left the two girls pelting his back with unasked questions.
Lana raised her hand in a wave even though Clark couldn't see her. "Good- bye, Clark. I'll see you tomorrow."
The word "Tomorrow" echoed in Clark's brain all the way home. How could things go back to "normal?" Was there even a "normal" anymore? As he walked home, he thought of how happy he had been to tell his friends the truth.
As Clark was headed home, he saw a girl from school, Emily Jaquett. She was a petite girl, about 5'3'' with blonde hair and big green eyes.
"Clark!" She jogged over to where he was standing. Once she got there, however, she was silent. "How are you?"
"I'm okay, I guess. I have a question for you." He turned to look at Emily. "If you had just one wish, what would you wish for?"
She thought about it for a couple of seconds, and then replied. "I guess I would wish for the people I love to be happy. Somehow, their happiness would be my greatest reward."
Clark and Emily continued to walk together. Finally, when the road split, Clark knew they would part ways for she continued straight and he veered to the left, which led him back to the farm.
"Clark, if you are worried about something, I would say to think about the thing that makes you happy. And then I would put it into effect."
Emily gazed at him as he walked away. Clark Kent was a mystery. She wouldn't have traded places with him if someone had paid her. That boy just had too much unhappiness in him. She said a quick prayer for his welfare and continued walking.
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Coming up to the Kent farm, Clark made a beeline to the cellar. Maybe his mom . . . well, his biological mom, could help him straighten out things.
He came up to the spaceship and nothing happened. There was no flicker, or spark. Nothing happened to make him think it was warming up. He sat down on top of one of the bales of hay and put his head in his hands. Suddenly, the spaceship issued the familiar "SCREECH". His mom appeared instantly, her golden hair flowing around her like an angel.
"Clark? What's wrong?" Her face was a mask of concern. She nodded her head slowly, as if realizing something.
"Oh, I see. Is this about your wish?" At his silence, she continued. "Clark, honey, I told you to be careful what you wished for."
"I know . . . Mom." He found saying "Mom" was still a little hard to swallow. Clark peered up at his mother. "How do I go back to the same everyday life, knowing what I know?"
"You just . . . do. If you are wise, you may learn a valuable lesson from this and change a few things in your life."
"Mom, did you watch me today?"
She shook her head up and down. "Clark, Lana loves you. She may be hesitant at first about your powers, but her love for you conquers ALL."
"And Chloe?" Clark felt a little more hopeful.
"Chloe will go on being one of your dearest friends. She is loyal to you, and would do anything for you. Clark, as for Lex . . ." Clark stood up at the distress in his mother's voice. "Mom, what is it?"
"Clark, I know you hold him as one of your confidantes, but I would be wary around him. Something about him doesn't seem right. Something I can't put my finger on . . ." The light shining around her began to grow dim.
"Clark, I must go. Remember, love conquers all. I love you, son, and . . ."
Clark jumped up in frustration. "And what? You can't leave me! I still need answers!" But it was no use. The cellar was once again dark, and the spaceship felt cool to the touch.
A/N: Tonight, I just felt like writing. I hope you enjoyed it, and please leave a review. Congrats to Emily, I hope you liked your character. Be sure to check in soon for an update!