A/N: Thanks to my reviews that help me to put up another chapter of this
thing. I think this story will end in . . . say, the next 3 chapters.
Poor Clark has been put through enough, don't you think?
I'm trying to update often, because it has been really bugging me that the people on my favorite author's list never UPDATE! Sorry, crazy moment.
Sofi: Thanks for the constructive criticism, I will definitely take it to heart.
Dimonah Tralon: Sorry to keep you on the edge of your seat, but I have to leave you wanting more, right?
Raiden: Thanks for all your reviews, it helps me to finish this thing until the end.
Alee: Wow, I've never had one of my stories called lovely. Thanks!
ON WITH THE STORY!
Clark woke up groggily. His vision swam before his eyes for a couple of seconds, and then settled. He looked up to find Lana and Chloe looming over him. Clark sat up quickly, only to lie back down with a groan. His face felt like someone had ran into it with a truck.
Clark then realized who had done this to him. He looked around wildly for Lex, and saw him being restrained by an officer. Lex was ranting, and his face was a bright red. Clark noticed the green stone had dropped to the floor and rolled under one of the Talon's booths.
Finally, he grasped that Lana and Chloe were still on their knees, trying to talk to him. He muttered a weak "Get the . . . the stone."
Clark heard Chloe say, "Something's wrong. He's delirious."
Lana looked around and then raised her hands in confusion. "What stone?"
Clark pointed in the general direction and Lana finally spotted it.
She picked it up and walked over to him with it. "This stone? What do you want with it?"
With each step Lana took closer to him, Clark felt his strength being drained away. He managed to raise his voice and say, "Get it away from me!"
Lana threw the stone like her hand had caught on fire. It rolled a few times and then lay still.
"Clark, what is that . . . that thing doing to you?" Chloe's voice echoed in his brain before he comprehended the meaning.
Clark finally felt well enough to sit up, so he raised himself gingerly to a slouched sitting position. He replied, "I don't know what it's doing. Maybe it's something from my home?"
Lana took his hand and said, "Wherever that is." She looked sympathetically at him.
Lana lowered her voice so that only Clark and Chloe could hear her. "What's happened to Lex?"
Chloe looked skeptically at Lex, and then answered. "Maybe he has gone crazy. You told him all the stuff you told us, right?"
Clark nodded uneasily. "I couldn't help it. It was because of the . . ." Clark stopped himself before he said the last part. He told Lex because of the wish.
Lana looked at him quizzically. "Because of the what?"
As soon as she asked the question, Clark knew the whole truth would come out.
Lana and Chloe helped Clark to stand up, and he leaned on them heavily for support.
Clark looked at his two best friends, the ones who had stood by him and said, "We need to talk. Let's get out of here."
With one last glance at the still ranting Lex Luther, the three friends left.
***********
Clark explained the whole story about his wish. When he got to the part about no one remembering anything tomorrow, both Lana and Chloe's jaws dropped.
Lana took hold of Clark's hand. "What about US, Clark? I don't mean to be selfish, but do you mean I won't remember anything that happened with us as soon as that clock strikes twelve? That just can't happen."
Chloe nodded emphatically. "Clark, I agree. This is crap." She stood up and began to pace. "I mean, after all we have been through today. What do you mean we won't remember any of it??" She stopped her rave and looked at Clark for the first time.
Chloe realized that Clark was hurting just as much as her and Lana. He had it worse, though, because he WOULD remember everything. She stooped over to give Clark a tight hug, which he returned just as fiercely. Chloe knew that she could stand being the friend, for now. If Clark wanted Lana, and it made him happy, she would root for him with all of her heart.
Clark glanced at his watch. The time was 10:30 p.m. They only had an hour and a half before the wish ended. He cleared his throat. Both girls looked at him. Clark knew that they considered him the leader of this thing but, truthfully, he had no idea what was going to happen.
"Ok, guys. We have an hour and a half before this day is officially over. What do you think we should do?"
Lana shyly glanced up at him. "I think we should just use the time we have left and order a pizza." Chloe laughed at that, but Lana continued. "Order a pizza, go to Clark's house and hang out until the clock strikes twelve." Chloe nodded slowly in assent, her smile growing. With a look at Clark, she asked, "Do you think your parents will go for that?" At his nod, she said, "Okay, it's settled. No more wasting time. Let's go."
***********
Five minutes later, they were there. Since Chloe had called in and Smallville was so . . . well, small, the pizza man came about 15 minutes later.
During the whole time before 12:00, Clark had to refrain from looking at his watch. This was the best time he had had with his friends and he didn't want to ruin it. Lana and Chloe were laughing at something a teacher had said a week ago. He glanced at Lana and felt his breath being taken away. She was so beautiful. And Chloe was so vibrant, and full of life. What would he do without either of them?
Lana looked at Clark suddenly. "Clark, what time is it?"
Clark glared at the glowing watch face and realized it was 11:52. After telling this to Lana, she stood up hurriedly and said, "Clark, can I use your restroom?"
He replied, "Sure. You know where it is." Clark knew she was up to something, but he just didn't know what.
He glanced at his watch again. 11:55. Five minutes.
***********
Lana stood over the sink, writing furiously on her little notebook she always took with her. She had dated the paper, and at the top she had written, 'You may not understand or remember this, but just take it to heart and believe in yourself . . ."
She glanced at the clock in the hallway. 11:58. There just wasn't any time! She finished hurriedly and tore the paper out, stuffing it into the pocket of her jeans.
Lana walked back to Clark's room. Both Chloe and Clark were looking at their watches and they had the news on, where the time was displayed at the bottom right-hand corner. The seconds were counted down as well. 11:59 and 45 seconds.
50 seconds.
Lana looked at Clark and moved toward him.
55 seconds.
56 seconds. 57 seconds. 58 seconds. 59 seconds. Just as the watch turned from 11:59 to 12:00, Lana grabbed Clark's face and kissed him with all her might.
A/N: I have to say, this chapter was pretty darn good. What did you think? Please leave me a review. If you have spent this much time reading my story, you can spend a little more and leave a review, ok?
I'm trying to update often, because it has been really bugging me that the people on my favorite author's list never UPDATE! Sorry, crazy moment.
Sofi: Thanks for the constructive criticism, I will definitely take it to heart.
Dimonah Tralon: Sorry to keep you on the edge of your seat, but I have to leave you wanting more, right?
Raiden: Thanks for all your reviews, it helps me to finish this thing until the end.
Alee: Wow, I've never had one of my stories called lovely. Thanks!
ON WITH THE STORY!
Clark woke up groggily. His vision swam before his eyes for a couple of seconds, and then settled. He looked up to find Lana and Chloe looming over him. Clark sat up quickly, only to lie back down with a groan. His face felt like someone had ran into it with a truck.
Clark then realized who had done this to him. He looked around wildly for Lex, and saw him being restrained by an officer. Lex was ranting, and his face was a bright red. Clark noticed the green stone had dropped to the floor and rolled under one of the Talon's booths.
Finally, he grasped that Lana and Chloe were still on their knees, trying to talk to him. He muttered a weak "Get the . . . the stone."
Clark heard Chloe say, "Something's wrong. He's delirious."
Lana looked around and then raised her hands in confusion. "What stone?"
Clark pointed in the general direction and Lana finally spotted it.
She picked it up and walked over to him with it. "This stone? What do you want with it?"
With each step Lana took closer to him, Clark felt his strength being drained away. He managed to raise his voice and say, "Get it away from me!"
Lana threw the stone like her hand had caught on fire. It rolled a few times and then lay still.
"Clark, what is that . . . that thing doing to you?" Chloe's voice echoed in his brain before he comprehended the meaning.
Clark finally felt well enough to sit up, so he raised himself gingerly to a slouched sitting position. He replied, "I don't know what it's doing. Maybe it's something from my home?"
Lana took his hand and said, "Wherever that is." She looked sympathetically at him.
Lana lowered her voice so that only Clark and Chloe could hear her. "What's happened to Lex?"
Chloe looked skeptically at Lex, and then answered. "Maybe he has gone crazy. You told him all the stuff you told us, right?"
Clark nodded uneasily. "I couldn't help it. It was because of the . . ." Clark stopped himself before he said the last part. He told Lex because of the wish.
Lana looked at him quizzically. "Because of the what?"
As soon as she asked the question, Clark knew the whole truth would come out.
Lana and Chloe helped Clark to stand up, and he leaned on them heavily for support.
Clark looked at his two best friends, the ones who had stood by him and said, "We need to talk. Let's get out of here."
With one last glance at the still ranting Lex Luther, the three friends left.
***********
Clark explained the whole story about his wish. When he got to the part about no one remembering anything tomorrow, both Lana and Chloe's jaws dropped.
Lana took hold of Clark's hand. "What about US, Clark? I don't mean to be selfish, but do you mean I won't remember anything that happened with us as soon as that clock strikes twelve? That just can't happen."
Chloe nodded emphatically. "Clark, I agree. This is crap." She stood up and began to pace. "I mean, after all we have been through today. What do you mean we won't remember any of it??" She stopped her rave and looked at Clark for the first time.
Chloe realized that Clark was hurting just as much as her and Lana. He had it worse, though, because he WOULD remember everything. She stooped over to give Clark a tight hug, which he returned just as fiercely. Chloe knew that she could stand being the friend, for now. If Clark wanted Lana, and it made him happy, she would root for him with all of her heart.
Clark glanced at his watch. The time was 10:30 p.m. They only had an hour and a half before the wish ended. He cleared his throat. Both girls looked at him. Clark knew that they considered him the leader of this thing but, truthfully, he had no idea what was going to happen.
"Ok, guys. We have an hour and a half before this day is officially over. What do you think we should do?"
Lana shyly glanced up at him. "I think we should just use the time we have left and order a pizza." Chloe laughed at that, but Lana continued. "Order a pizza, go to Clark's house and hang out until the clock strikes twelve." Chloe nodded slowly in assent, her smile growing. With a look at Clark, she asked, "Do you think your parents will go for that?" At his nod, she said, "Okay, it's settled. No more wasting time. Let's go."
***********
Five minutes later, they were there. Since Chloe had called in and Smallville was so . . . well, small, the pizza man came about 15 minutes later.
During the whole time before 12:00, Clark had to refrain from looking at his watch. This was the best time he had had with his friends and he didn't want to ruin it. Lana and Chloe were laughing at something a teacher had said a week ago. He glanced at Lana and felt his breath being taken away. She was so beautiful. And Chloe was so vibrant, and full of life. What would he do without either of them?
Lana looked at Clark suddenly. "Clark, what time is it?"
Clark glared at the glowing watch face and realized it was 11:52. After telling this to Lana, she stood up hurriedly and said, "Clark, can I use your restroom?"
He replied, "Sure. You know where it is." Clark knew she was up to something, but he just didn't know what.
He glanced at his watch again. 11:55. Five minutes.
***********
Lana stood over the sink, writing furiously on her little notebook she always took with her. She had dated the paper, and at the top she had written, 'You may not understand or remember this, but just take it to heart and believe in yourself . . ."
She glanced at the clock in the hallway. 11:58. There just wasn't any time! She finished hurriedly and tore the paper out, stuffing it into the pocket of her jeans.
Lana walked back to Clark's room. Both Chloe and Clark were looking at their watches and they had the news on, where the time was displayed at the bottom right-hand corner. The seconds were counted down as well. 11:59 and 45 seconds.
50 seconds.
Lana looked at Clark and moved toward him.
55 seconds.
56 seconds. 57 seconds. 58 seconds. 59 seconds. Just as the watch turned from 11:59 to 12:00, Lana grabbed Clark's face and kissed him with all her might.
A/N: I have to say, this chapter was pretty darn good. What did you think? Please leave me a review. If you have spent this much time reading my story, you can spend a little more and leave a review, ok?