Poltergeist by Electric Spyro
A.n. Thanx 2 everyone who reviewed so far! really appreciate it! i'm not surprised that some of don't kno what Eerie, Indiana is...i think it's better that way tho. lol. more surprises for ya.
now entering chapter 2....
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Clark woke to the droning sound of the train's cars being pulled along the tracks. The sun was just poking up its first rays and informed Clark he had awoken much to early. He groggily lifted his wrist up to look at his watch. It showed 5:45 AM. Yep. Waaaaay to early for even a farm boy like him (at least that's what i think. i don't live on a farm so i wouldn't know what time they get up. lol).
He rolled over in his creeky cot and tried to remember the dream he'd been having. It hadn't been a pleasent dream. More like a nightmare. About him. And the others on this trip.
Why couldn't he remember it? Something about a field...
Suddenly it hit him like a baseball bat. Pete, Chloe, Lana, and him were hopping off the train. A field of bright green grass spread out before them. They all rushed out and laughed as they flew past the sea of wild flowers. Lana was by him. Smiling. Holding his hand. Everything was happy.
Then a dark house appeared. Strange moaning noises issued from it. At first he couldn't hear what the house was telling him. And then he heard:
'Go...away...GO...AWAY...you must die now or GO AWAY!'
"Man, I have the stupidest dreams," Clark mumbled to himself.
It did sound dumb. He was almost certain that Eerie wasn't going to be as happy and bouncing as the 100 Acre Woods or that a black colored house was going to order him out of the town. It was just a simple dream. When all was said and done, it probably only meant he was nervous about something happening while he was there. Wasn't everyone having that feeling?
Still, it was keeping him awake. Mr. McDaniels had mentioned something about a small eating cart in the back that was opened 24 hours while Clark was playing cards with his friends. Maybe a nice cup of coffee would calm him down.
He tip-toed out of the room making sure he didn't wake Pete (who was whispering something about giant purple turtles and a guy named Frank) and wisked away to the back of the train.
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Clark finally reached the cart and slid open the wooden door. There wasn't much to it. Just a few tables and chairs and a small bar which was nicely polished and had a cheery looking man standing behind it. The man had just handed a girl at the counter a cup of something.
Clark's heart jumped. It was Lana.
"Hey Lana," he greeted sweetly.
"Clark!" Lana whirled around quickly. "What're you doing here?"
"I couldn't sleep so I was gonna get some coffee. How about you?"
"Ditto," Lana stated. "Sit down."
Clark took a stool next to Lana and drank in her beauty as she sipped her cappicino.
The man behind the counter set a cup of coffee in front of Clark. Clark paid for it quickly so that he and Lana would be alone.
"Hopefully Mr. McDaniels doesn't kill us for being out this early," Lana said a little worried.
"Naw, he's probably completely wiped out after busting a bunch of kids trying to sneak their girlfriend or boyfriend in with them last night."
Lana smiled and suddenly realized she was still in her pajamas and her face was a mess.
"Oh my gosh, I'm so sorry. I look awful," Lana announced half laughing at herself.
"No you don't. You look great for a girl who woke up at 5 in the morning and couldn't get back to sleep," Clark confirmed reassuringly.
"I'll take that as a compliment I guess," Lana supposed looking down at Clark's glow-in-the-dark space-ship lounge pants.
"Nice pants," Lana exclaimed jokingly.
Clark laughed as he turned slightly red.
"I find them quite comfy."
Lana's eyes scanned his tight white shirt with the Smallville High Crow's mascot on it. Those shirts always struck Lana as being dorky but somehow it looked perfect on Clark.
Clark couldn't deny it. He liked the way Lana was looking at him. But it was probably out of pure disbelief and nothing romantic like it always had been with them - just friends.
"Uh...I heard Chloe thinks Eerie is in the land of the weird along with Smallville," Lana spoke up trying to stop herself from thinking about Clark.
"Yeah, but it's probably nothing. Chloe always over-exaggerates things. I mean her main tip off was a website created by two little kids."
"Well, I wouldn't cancel it out just yet. Chloe doesn't usually fall for that type of stuff so hard," Lana stated openmindedly.
"Yeah I guess."
"Mr. Kent. Ms. Lang. I expect you two have a nice fool proof excuse for being out of your rooms before eight?" Mr. McDaniels interrupted firmly in the doorway of the cart.
"We couldn't sleep," Lana admited realizing that sounded extremely lame.
"I see. And what made you think that sitting at a bar together would help you to solve that problem?" Mr. McDaniels asked folding his arms.
"Uh...we...uh..."
"I suggest you get back to bed before I give you each a twenty minute detention."
"Right," Clark agreed glancing over at Lana with a sorry look on his face.
Mr. McDaniels eyed them cautiously as they passed him and went to their separate rooms.
*~*~*
A few hours later everyone had woken up and Mr. McDaniels allowed them to go back to their compartments and mingle amongst their friends.
"I talked to one of the men running this train. They said we have about a half an hour more before we reach Eerie," Chloe informed them all as she closed the door to their compartment.
"Who's up for another fifteen rounds of Spades?" Pete asked hopelessly as he pulled out his cards.
*~*~*
"It's your turn, Clark. Clark!"
It had only been twenty minutes and already Clark was fast asleep next to Lana. His cards lay limply in his hands and a few had spilled out and fallen to the floor.
"Shhh, Pete! Let him sleep. It's my turn," Chloe whispered strongly as she slapped a card down on top of the one Pete had just played.
Lana slowly slid Clark's cards out from his hand which felt comfortably warm. His facial expression remained soft and unaware.
'He looks so cute,' Lana thought. 'Especially with those lounge pants still on.'
"We might as well quit. You can't play Spades with three people," Pete announced plopping his small deck of cards onto the others in the center and then reaching for the bag of Cheetos.
"Excuses excuses. You know Lana and I had you and Clark beat," Chloe bragged happily.
"Yeah, for once."
Lana wasn't listening to a thing either one of them was saying. She stayed seated in the chair next to Clark and watched him as he lay there quietly.
*~*~*
A.n. not really an interesting unpdate unless u like clana (as all smallville fans should. lol. jk). review!!!
A.n. Thanx 2 everyone who reviewed so far! really appreciate it! i'm not surprised that some of don't kno what Eerie, Indiana is...i think it's better that way tho. lol. more surprises for ya.
now entering chapter 2....
*~*~*
Clark woke to the droning sound of the train's cars being pulled along the tracks. The sun was just poking up its first rays and informed Clark he had awoken much to early. He groggily lifted his wrist up to look at his watch. It showed 5:45 AM. Yep. Waaaaay to early for even a farm boy like him (at least that's what i think. i don't live on a farm so i wouldn't know what time they get up. lol).
He rolled over in his creeky cot and tried to remember the dream he'd been having. It hadn't been a pleasent dream. More like a nightmare. About him. And the others on this trip.
Why couldn't he remember it? Something about a field...
Suddenly it hit him like a baseball bat. Pete, Chloe, Lana, and him were hopping off the train. A field of bright green grass spread out before them. They all rushed out and laughed as they flew past the sea of wild flowers. Lana was by him. Smiling. Holding his hand. Everything was happy.
Then a dark house appeared. Strange moaning noises issued from it. At first he couldn't hear what the house was telling him. And then he heard:
'Go...away...GO...AWAY...you must die now or GO AWAY!'
"Man, I have the stupidest dreams," Clark mumbled to himself.
It did sound dumb. He was almost certain that Eerie wasn't going to be as happy and bouncing as the 100 Acre Woods or that a black colored house was going to order him out of the town. It was just a simple dream. When all was said and done, it probably only meant he was nervous about something happening while he was there. Wasn't everyone having that feeling?
Still, it was keeping him awake. Mr. McDaniels had mentioned something about a small eating cart in the back that was opened 24 hours while Clark was playing cards with his friends. Maybe a nice cup of coffee would calm him down.
He tip-toed out of the room making sure he didn't wake Pete (who was whispering something about giant purple turtles and a guy named Frank) and wisked away to the back of the train.
*~*~*
Clark finally reached the cart and slid open the wooden door. There wasn't much to it. Just a few tables and chairs and a small bar which was nicely polished and had a cheery looking man standing behind it. The man had just handed a girl at the counter a cup of something.
Clark's heart jumped. It was Lana.
"Hey Lana," he greeted sweetly.
"Clark!" Lana whirled around quickly. "What're you doing here?"
"I couldn't sleep so I was gonna get some coffee. How about you?"
"Ditto," Lana stated. "Sit down."
Clark took a stool next to Lana and drank in her beauty as she sipped her cappicino.
The man behind the counter set a cup of coffee in front of Clark. Clark paid for it quickly so that he and Lana would be alone.
"Hopefully Mr. McDaniels doesn't kill us for being out this early," Lana said a little worried.
"Naw, he's probably completely wiped out after busting a bunch of kids trying to sneak their girlfriend or boyfriend in with them last night."
Lana smiled and suddenly realized she was still in her pajamas and her face was a mess.
"Oh my gosh, I'm so sorry. I look awful," Lana announced half laughing at herself.
"No you don't. You look great for a girl who woke up at 5 in the morning and couldn't get back to sleep," Clark confirmed reassuringly.
"I'll take that as a compliment I guess," Lana supposed looking down at Clark's glow-in-the-dark space-ship lounge pants.
"Nice pants," Lana exclaimed jokingly.
Clark laughed as he turned slightly red.
"I find them quite comfy."
Lana's eyes scanned his tight white shirt with the Smallville High Crow's mascot on it. Those shirts always struck Lana as being dorky but somehow it looked perfect on Clark.
Clark couldn't deny it. He liked the way Lana was looking at him. But it was probably out of pure disbelief and nothing romantic like it always had been with them - just friends.
"Uh...I heard Chloe thinks Eerie is in the land of the weird along with Smallville," Lana spoke up trying to stop herself from thinking about Clark.
"Yeah, but it's probably nothing. Chloe always over-exaggerates things. I mean her main tip off was a website created by two little kids."
"Well, I wouldn't cancel it out just yet. Chloe doesn't usually fall for that type of stuff so hard," Lana stated openmindedly.
"Yeah I guess."
"Mr. Kent. Ms. Lang. I expect you two have a nice fool proof excuse for being out of your rooms before eight?" Mr. McDaniels interrupted firmly in the doorway of the cart.
"We couldn't sleep," Lana admited realizing that sounded extremely lame.
"I see. And what made you think that sitting at a bar together would help you to solve that problem?" Mr. McDaniels asked folding his arms.
"Uh...we...uh..."
"I suggest you get back to bed before I give you each a twenty minute detention."
"Right," Clark agreed glancing over at Lana with a sorry look on his face.
Mr. McDaniels eyed them cautiously as they passed him and went to their separate rooms.
*~*~*
A few hours later everyone had woken up and Mr. McDaniels allowed them to go back to their compartments and mingle amongst their friends.
"I talked to one of the men running this train. They said we have about a half an hour more before we reach Eerie," Chloe informed them all as she closed the door to their compartment.
"Who's up for another fifteen rounds of Spades?" Pete asked hopelessly as he pulled out his cards.
*~*~*
"It's your turn, Clark. Clark!"
It had only been twenty minutes and already Clark was fast asleep next to Lana. His cards lay limply in his hands and a few had spilled out and fallen to the floor.
"Shhh, Pete! Let him sleep. It's my turn," Chloe whispered strongly as she slapped a card down on top of the one Pete had just played.
Lana slowly slid Clark's cards out from his hand which felt comfortably warm. His facial expression remained soft and unaware.
'He looks so cute,' Lana thought. 'Especially with those lounge pants still on.'
"We might as well quit. You can't play Spades with three people," Pete announced plopping his small deck of cards onto the others in the center and then reaching for the bag of Cheetos.
"Excuses excuses. You know Lana and I had you and Clark beat," Chloe bragged happily.
"Yeah, for once."
Lana wasn't listening to a thing either one of them was saying. She stayed seated in the chair next to Clark and watched him as he lay there quietly.
*~*~*
A.n. not really an interesting unpdate unless u like clana (as all smallville fans should. lol. jk). review!!!