Author's Note: I want to start off on a good note, and tell you all how pleased I am that you guys actually read my little notes and just don't consider them yibberish. To answer the two requests, yes Clark and Peter will eventually confront each other with their powers, and their may be a 'Kryptonite Freak of the Weak'. Peter will meet Lex and again there will be NO major Spider-Man or Superman villains. If you want to know why, ask in a review and I'll explain in the next chapter's author's note. Now for the sad news. I, spiderbob, will not be able to watch Smallville on Oct. 9 because of work.(yes I work.) I will miss all of part two of Phoenix. And worse yet, I work on Sunday too, so I can't see the rerun they show on Sundays. Tis very depressing. But don't weep yet fellow writers and readers. For I have a solution. Using a very complex device known by you earthlings as the VCR, I shall attempt to record the episode for later watching. Tis risky, but I must try. And now we move on to chapter whatever. I've lost count. Someone smack me.

Disclaimer: Once again, as I've said numerous times before, I OWN NOTHING!! ..... too bad I told the guys in black suits this AFTER they tossed me off the bridge. *sigh* oh well. The river water isn't that cold. And I won't hit the rapids for another 30 feet or the waterfall for another 50 feet.

"RING!!!" The piercing noise through the school signified the end of fourth period, leading into lunch. The day had been interesting to say the least. Peter had gotten more attention from students( especially the girls) in this one day then he'd ever received in his entire life. It felt good. Real good. And to Clark's relief, it made him all smiles for the whole day. Well, so far anyway. There was still have of school left to go. But right now it was lunch, and that meant using his superspeed to get to the front of the line before all the fries were taken.

As he waited, Clark smiled as he remembered arriving to school, and the events that had taken place during it. Jonathan had to take Clark to school to conceal his secret, a feeling that was quite new to Clark. Peter and Jonathan talked the whole way there while he kept thinking of how slow the truck was compared to him. But it was necessary.

His smile grew as he remembered Peter voluntarily taking a math test they had today and surprising the class, and not to mention the teacher, by getting it done a good fifteen minutes or so before everyone else. And, Peter also corrected the science teacher on a mistake he'd made infront of the class. Plus, they got into a huge discussion over things that were way above everyone else's heads. Among the students he was thought well of, for the most part. But the teachers seemed to have mixed feelings. Some, like the science teacher, disliked Peter for correcting them in class and then debating with them, while others admired Peter for his intelligence. But Peter was having a blast and that's all that really mattered to Clark right now. It was nice to see the kid have a good time without having to be reminded of the tragedies in his life. And with that closing thought, Clark bought the last cup of fries.

Peter scoured the halls, hoping to find what he was looking for. It was lunch right now and he wasn't feeling very hungry, so he told Clark he was going to go do some exploring. Clark didn't mind as long as he arrived on time to his next class, history. Peter's sneakers made soft squeaking noises as he continued his search. Each door he passed he'd pause slightly and glanced at its room label. When he learned that it wasn't the room he was looking for, he walked off to the next one. He glanced at his watch. He still had twently minutes or so. Plenty of time. After a minute or two more, he finally found what he was looking for. He knocked on a door labeled 'The Torch'. There was no answer, but it was unlocked. He knocked again to make sure, and when silence greeted him again, he walked in.

He looked around the room. There were several small tables in it, each one had piles of papers and notes and such on it. There was a desk in the center with a computer on it. Pictures on the walls said 'Go Crows!' while on other parts of walls were hung news articles. He glanced at the computer screen, which was left on. On it was an article on a student who was in the hospital with cancer. The article pretty much gave the condition of the student, quotes from her and her family and then a closing paragraph wishing the student to get well. Peter looked up and studied the room some more when his attention was draw to the far wall. It was literally buried in photographs, news articles, and whatnot. On article that got his attention was about meteors that had crashed in Smallville a few years ago. There was another on a kid with twelve fingers and other strange happenings. One that specifically caught his attention was an article titled 'War Hero'. It was about a kid named Whitney who'd gone off to join the army and died in action. Judging from the article, Whitney was very popular at school and his death was taken rather hard.

"I call it 'The Wall of Weird'." said a voice behind him. Peter spun around as if he were a six year old who had been caught with his hand in the cookie jar. His nerves calmed when he saw Chloe standing behind him. She was wearing blue jeans, black shoes, a green shirt that revealed a bit of her stomach and a brown jacket that looked a little worn. He smiled at him and walked up right next to him, staring at the wall.

"All these photos and articles are of strange occurrences that have happened in Smallville."

Peter looked at her as she pointed to an article.

"Like this one." She pointed to an article titled 'A Spider-Man Walks Among Us.'

"That happened two nights ago, remember?"

Peter looked at the wall and recalled that night's events.

"Actually Chloe, I was in the restroom when it happened. Can't believe I missed it. Must've been cool to see."

Chloe looked at him for a moment, as if she were studying him and analyzing what he had said.

"Yeah, that's right. Now I remember. That's too bad Peter, but maybe next time."

Peter shrugged but was a little nervous at her last sentence. She sounded, unconvinced. Suspicious even. He had to change the subject.

"So this is where it's done huh? Where Chloe works her magic?"

She smiled at the remark and headed over to her computer.

"Yes, but I wouldn't go around saying that in a good way. Some people don't like my articles."

Peter gazed at her surprisingly.

"They don't? Why?"

This time she shrugged.

"I guess they'd rather read about what's tomorrow's lunch then of the 'weird stories' I write."

She looked up at him and smiled.

"I thought you were supposed to be shadowing Clark?"

"Well, it's lunch, and I didn't feel that hungry so I thought I'd come visit you." She smiled. "Speaking of which, why aren't you in class?"

"I have free period this hour so I get to work on the paper. Lunch is next for me."

He nodded, trying to think of something to say.

"So what have you and Clark been up to?"

She looked at him, puzzled. "What do you mean by that?"

"Well, you two are going out aren't you?"

She was silent for a moment and Peter suddenly wished he'd talked about football instead. He'd obviously brought to surface old pains.

"No, we're just friends. Why'd you think that?"

"Cause Clark had a picture of you and him at last year's graduation. You know? Dancing, laughing. That kinda thing."

She was silent again.

"Sorry Chloe. I didn't mean to." He stuttered.

"It's alright Peter. We'll call it even."

Peter was confused at first but then remembered the remark she made at the Talon that reminded him of why he was he to begin with.

"Right, even." There was an awkward silence.

"So...have you seen the Matrix?"

Chloe chuckled.

"Yeah. Both of them."

Chloe looked up at Peter.

"Hey Peter. Wanna do me a favor?"

"Uh, sure. What?"

"You know that Spider guy we- I mean, I saw at the Talon?"

"Yeah, Clark talked about him on the ride home."

"Do you think it'd be possible for you to get pictures of him or anything else weird that happens?"

Peter was taken back by this.

"What?"

"Take pictures of him. I have a feeling we'll be seeing him again and I want a photo for the paper when he does. Not the crappy artist renderings that I was given."

"Sure. If I see him."

"Thanks."

"No problem."

Her gaze met his and they stared at each other for a while until they were interrupted by the blaring of the bell.

"Crap! I gotten find Clark!"

Peter darted to the door but paused before he left and turned to face Chloe.

"I'll see you later alright?"

She smiled.

"Yeah, later."
He returned the smile and then ran down the hallway to find Clark.