Thanks for the reviews! This story is a little different from a regular Smallville story, I just hope you like it! Smallville is not mine, although I dream of writing an episode of its recent season. I think I might as well add some songs to up coming chapters. Your reviews and comments are wholeheartedly welcome, thanks and GOD bless. : D

Chapter 2

On their way to school, in between conversations, and as they reached their classrooms Lana can't help but steal glances on the man of her dreams, the man of steal!

"High school will be a total fun!" Clark exclaimed as he gaze from one direction to another looking at pretty girls and at different streamers inviting freshmen to join varsity teams, cheering squads, and other cool clubs.

"Do you think so." A statement not a question as Lana strolled down to a booth inviting young journalists to join the Torch *this is my dream! Lana thought to herself. "What's that, you joining the Torch?" Clark raised an eyebrow in disbelief. "Yeah, it's like a dream come true." Lana's smile widened as she remembers a fond memory of her wanting to become a journalist when she was five. "I thought you like to join the varsity team," he teased. Ignoring his comment, she gave her name to the attendant and sign a piece of paper, sort of like an application sheet.

"Hmm, bit boring for me." He shook his head in disagreement, sounding like he wears that sparkling red stone in his finger.

"Hey Clark!" a familiar voice called him. "Pete! I thought you went to a different school? But I'm still glad you made it here. I thought I'll be stock with lots of papers for the whole school year." He gave him a relieve look stealing a quick glance from Lana. "Hey Lana you're here too." He gave her a smile and she returned it "Hey Pete." "I'm happy to see the two significant people in my life." He sighed contentedly.

After some time a blonde girl sporting an exotic outfit joined the group. "Oh, by the way I forgot to introduce my new friend Chloe Sullivan. She is the editor in chief of the Torch which I thought you both are interested to join in." Pete made a nice look at Lana but a mischievous look at Clark. "Hi," is Chloe's simple reply. Her eyes were instantly glued at Clark.

After some time, Clark snapped the silence and made an introduction of him forgetting about Lana. "Hi I'm Clark Kent." He shook her hands firmly and let it go without letting go of her gaze. "So you are the editor in chief of the school paper, it's nice meeting you really. I was so interested of writing for the school paper what do you think should I do in order to be admitted?" Lana felt a little annoyed of Clark's change attitude *I thought I heard him say a while ago that writing is boring, what came into this man that he suddenly like it. Is this something to do about this new girl, I hope not?

"If you are really interested of joining, and fortunately you are friends of Pete - who volunteered to become the photographer of our paper," she gave Pete a warm smile. "You two can submit your best story next week, and we'll see then if you are really fortunate enough to be admitted." She handed them a copy of previous published Torch papers. After the bell rang they all said their goodbyes and headed to their classes.

Lana is extremely irritated at Clark the whole day. He pushes her away, ignores her during lunch, cracks jokes that seems to be below the belt, makes her feel out of place, and lastly flirts with the new girl Chloe Sullivan. So after their last subject she told her friends that she's badly needed at the Talon for an excuse.

*What a day! Clark's so annoying. I never thought that he would act that way; he acts as if I'm a nonentity and he treats me like I'm sort of a trash. How could he? How am I going to survive high school with all these predicaments? She gave the thought a sad and hopeless look.

The Talon was overwhelming that day. Customers rushed in for a sudden rush of decaf, students are all over the place since it's first day of school. *Good thing Nell did leave me some reliable attendants to help me out. I wonder what good thing could ease of my mind right now, coz I'm totally devastated.

"Excuse me can I have a refill for my cup?" a soothing voice draw her back to reality, thought it was Clark for a moment but after seeing his face she was a little disappointed. "Miss is everything fine?" a tall, bald but handsome guy with deep dimples in both cheeks is standing in front of her.

"Oh what can I do for you?" a flustered Lana asked. "I said, I was asking you if I can have a refill for my cup?" the man smiled at her. "Oh sorry." She instantly grabbed the coffee pot, didn't notice that it's still hot so she practically drop it on the floor. "Easy." His voice is filled with concern, seeing the look in Lana's face. "I'm so sorry." She grimaced. "It's ok, it's ok. I see you're a little preoccupied but I understand your misery, this place is extremely jam- packed." The man just smiled and walks away.

Suddenly an uninvited guy showed up, grinning as if he was into some kind of mischief. "Hey Lana, what's up?" Clark shouted as he approach the service station. But Lana returned his remark with a cold look.

By the look on her face he realized that he must have upset her by making fun of her all day. "Look I know you're a little annoyed at me for making fun of you at school, but I want to make up and say sorry." His tone was a bit more serious this time. "I'm inviting you to come over tonight, I got us two new action flicks that you will surely love." His intense eyes were pleading like those of a puppy. (Imagine the scene in Calling where Clark found Lana horse riding, Clark's puppy-like eyes pleading for Lana to change her mind about their relationship status.)

"What made you think that you'd convince me to come over by just two silly flicks?" Lana's voice was a little firmer but her face hints like she's on the verge of giving up to Clark's request by giving a funny tone on her two last words. A few more push Clark and you might just won.

Discerning his chance of winning he pushed her a little more. "The flick is a favorite of yours." His voice still on the pleading tone, but after seeing the - I am not satisfied - look on her face he continue, "There are hot girls," he half teased. Noticing that Lana is on the verge of becoming irritated again he backed up instantly "I have to admit though you act like that you still have a feminine side, the actor is a crush of yours." He jokingly tells her.

"What do you think of I am?" she punches him playfully at his biceps.

By the look in her face and her voice started to calm down he knew at that very moment that he was already forgiven.