Premonition
by Lener
Disclaimer: I do not own any of the characters in Smallville.
Chapter Ten
The sky was glossy lavender, and the clouds streaks of blended cream and orange as the sun slowly left the candied sky. Lana clutched the small tin of cookies that she held in her hands as she walked up the driveway of the Kent's farm.
The strong smell of hay and freshly baked apple pie lingered in the air, and as Lana breathed in deeply, she smiled. She'd always loved the smell of the country. So alive, with its noises and scents and scenes. Clark was outside the barn chopping wood, and for a while Lana could not help but stop to admire his bronzed, toned biceps that glinted with the sweat he'd generated while doing chores.
"Lana?" a voice behind her sent her whirling around guiltily, face flushed with embarrassment. Behind her stood Mrs. Kent, with a perplexed look on her face.
"I… I… was…" Lana blinked, and winced a Clark looked up from where he was standing. She felt his curious gaze burn into her back.
Mrs. Kent gazed down expectantly at her.
"Coming to see you!" Lana finished.
"In the kitchen," Mrs. Kent smiled.
"What's this? Mrs. Kent exclaimed as Lana pushed the pink tin across the table and towards her hands.
"Just, a gift," Lana smiled, "Mrs. Kent, I was wondering if… uh… I mean, tonight's the dance night and… Clark is my date and… I heard about the curfew… so… Mrs. Kent, tonight is very important to both Clark and I, and I would appreciate it very much if you could lift his curfew? Just for tonight?"
"Lana, I'm afraid that's impossible. Clark came home at an unearthly hour last night, and it would teach him nothing to lift his curfew and let him attend a school dance," Mrs. Kent said firmly.
"Oh, Mrs. Kent, please!" Lana pleaded.
"I'm sorry…"
"Wait," Lana said, remembering the advice that Chloe had given her, "I… I promise I'll get him back home straight after the dance! And… and… I… I'll even drive him to school! If you could please… please…"
"Lana…" Mrs. Kent held up her hand.
Lana's heart sank.
"You're a very nice, sweet girl… and I trust your word. If you say you'll take Clark there and bring him back, I think that'll be good enough," she smiled.
Yes! Lana cheered inwardly. "Thank you so much, Mrs. Kent!" she beamed.
"It's nothing- but one thing. How did you know I love macadamia oatmeal cookies?"
"Oh, Chloe told me," Lana replied.
"Of course. Well, till tonight," Mrs. Kent got up, and led Lana out. As she walked towards the driveway, she gave Clark a smile and a thumbs up sign, and he responded with a pearly white grin.
It's going to be a perfect evening.
*
It's going to be a terrible evening.
Clark adjusted the red bow tie that seemed bent on strangling him, then focused on the scenery rolling past the window of Lana's car. He was aware of the beautiful girl at his side, driving calmly but uncomfortably at the wheel.
"Are you… can you… drive?" Clark ventured.
The car pulled to a stop at a traffic light, and Lana shifted in her seat towards him, smiling. Her hair had been permed slightly so that it fell in curls down her bare shoulders. Her dusk rose gown was stunning, with a full bodice and a gathered cream silk train, and elegant pink strappy sandals that weren't made for driving were on her feet.
Clark thought she looked quite like a fairy princess.
"I'm fine, Clark. It's you that I'm worried about. You seem so… distant…" she said.
"I was just thinking," Clark replied, shrugging. He felt Lana turn to look at him, taking in his fitting black jacket, white shirt inside and his pressed dress pants. His dark curls were neatly combed, and they shone a little.
"About what?" Lana pressed.
"Just… dances. I've only been to two, and so far it's been my dates who've sent me to the dance, not me. The first was…"
"Chloe," Lana replied sharply.
Clark cursed himself inwardly.
The traffic light turned green and the car started with a jolt, causing the furry pink tissue box on the dashboard to slide to the left. Clark leaned back against the headrest, not daring to sigh out loud. He felt a little out of place in Lana's car. Everything was so…
Pink.
*
"Clark, my man!" the minute Clark stepped out of the car in Smallville High's parking lot, he heard the voice of his best friend Pete ring out through the air.
Pete was striding across the parking lot, looking like a millionaire's son. Dressed in an immaculate suit and a similar red bowtie like Clark's, he looked simply stunning and very smart.
"Lana," Pete nodded to the brunette at Clark's side, "looking good!"
Lana just blushed.
"Where's your date?" Clark asked, scanning the car park, but seeing no sign of a girl anywhere.
"She's already inside. I went in, but then I came back out. I was waiting for you because I have something to tell you… alone," Pete said urgently.
"I think I see Rachel over there… I'm going over to say hi," Lana suddenly said, rather falsely. She began to walk in the direction of the school's double glass doors. Clark waited until she was well out of ear's reach before speaking again.
"What is it, Pete?" he asked.
"It's… about Chloe. She's…"
"In trouble?" Clark finished, his tone becoming brisk like and serious all of a sudden.
"No… I mean, she's…"
"In the Torch office, right?" Clark was confused.
"Uhh… not exactly. But… promise me you won't freak out when you see her," Pete said.
They met up with Lana inside the school, then walked to the gymnasium where the dance was to be held. Lana had her arm looped through the crook of Clark's elbow, and she looked even more like a princess in her gown. But all the way along the walk Clark felt uncomfortable, and had a strange nagging feeling that somehow Lana wasn't the girl that belonged in his arms.
Halfway to the gymnasium Rebecca Spur joined them. It turned out that she had met some of her friends and they had gone out into the corridor to have a small chat. Rebecca was a tall, pretty girl with light auburn hair that cascaded in loopy curls down to her back. She was wearing a sophisticated strappy black dress, and she looped her hand through Pete's the same way that Lana did with Clark. All through their walk she kept the four of them alive with her bright chatter. She seemed devoted to Pete, Clark noticed. And in return, Pete was giving her due attention.
"Here goes," Lana said nervously as they opened the doors of the gym. As the stepped through the gym, the first thing that hit them was the cold air, and then the beat of a song blaring from the speakers. A disco strobe-light threw sporadic rays of radiance against the walls, lighting up the interior of the gym, which was beautifully decorated with blue and silver cloth, streamers and others.
But Clark had eyes for none of these.
His eyes fell upon only one thing- one person, and his heart leapt to his throat.
It was Chloe.
Author's Note: OMG! Sorry, everyone's dream of having Clark and Chloe go to the dance together has been dashed. But WHAT is Chloe doing at the dance now? Wasn't she supposed to be working at the Torch office??? What is going on? I'M CONFUSED!!! LOL… never mind. Just read the replies below and you'll find out in the next chapter!!!!! HAHA!
englishchik- Hey! Thanks for reviewing! Hope you enjoyed this chapter… it's got a big cliffhanger. Teehee…
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Suz- Hey girl! Hehe… wasn't that just a terrible chapter? I bet all of us were gagging at the Lana parts. Geez! Anyway, it was meant to erm… make readers puke. Lol… oops. *runs* Oh my… I can't wait to receive a bucket of meteor rocks! I can then torture Clark for being so mean to Chloe! Muahahaha!! Yay!!!!! And please, settle the issue with your mail man! Haha! Do I have your email? I don't know… coz if I don't I'd wanna email you the story or something… get back to me about the details and stuff! Thanks for reviewing!!!
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