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#20. A Smallville character has regrets. Describe.]
When Clark got home, he found Lex chatting with Martha.
"Hey, Clark," Lex greeted him.
"Hi," Clark answered, with a flash of the brilliant grin that had become such a rarity.
"Homework, sweetie?" Martha asked.
Clark was starting to believe that she was still his Mom, even after everything. It wasn't easy to look her in the eyes, though.
"English," Clark faltered, unpacking his books. "Thousand word essay. What I Did on My Summer Vacation." Martha dropped a dish, and Clark flinched. "I know," he whispered, "but they already let me make up all last year's exams. I can't just skip it."
Clark looked at them, two people he was almost sure loved him, and he couldn't bear the weight of their gaze. He put his head down on the kitchen table.
Lex touched Clark's hair. "Maybe they'll let you write about something else."
#20. A Smallville character has regrets. Describe.]
When Clark got home, he found Lex chatting with Martha.
"Hey, Clark," Lex greeted him.
"Hi," Clark answered, with a flash of the brilliant grin that had become such a rarity.
"Homework, sweetie?" Martha asked.
Clark was starting to believe that she was still his Mom, even after everything. It wasn't easy to look her in the eyes, though.
"English," Clark faltered, unpacking his books. "Thousand word essay. What I Did on My Summer Vacation." Martha dropped a dish, and Clark flinched. "I know," he whispered, "but they already let me make up all last year's exams. I can't just skip it."
Clark looked at them, two people he was almost sure loved him, and he couldn't bear the weight of their gaze. He put his head down on the kitchen table.
Lex touched Clark's hair. "Maybe they'll let you write about something else."