Poltergeist by Electric Spyro
A.n. this is a pretty big update :o) i really didn't mean to make it this long, but i hadda fit everything i wanted to in it so kinda just ended up like this. nice bit of clana in it if i do say so myself *winks at all the clana shippers*
thanx sooo much for the reviews! u rock. as for those of u who haven't reviewed yet, i will quote my band teacher:
"If you don't do it I'm going to hang you up by your big toe and laugh you and call you funny names!"
lol. while that does sound slightly violent for a catholic school band teacher, she was only kidding...i think.
anywayz, enjoy!
*~*~*
After a few minutes, the bus finally pulled into a gravel drive and descended toward it's stop in front of an old stone mansion. The brick that made up the better half of the building seemed at least fifty years old and the windows were dingy and dark. The entrance was a great weather-beatened oak door. All to together it looked exactly like a Scottish mansion obviously owned by the billionaire Lex Luthor.
Oddly enough, it also looked a little like the black house from Clark's dream. He shook it off. It had only been a dream. Besides, the bus was about to stop. He had other things to think about.
When the bus did park in front of the place, Clark quickly got up letting Lana get off before him.
"I'll get your stuff," he offered grabbing both his and Lana's bags.
"Clark, you don't have to do that," Lana agrued.
"I want to. Just go ahead and I'll catch up," Clark insisted smiling.
Lana gave him a short look of confusion but quickly covered it up with a grin and followed the others off the bus.
Clark just stared at her for a while but then jumped back to life when he realized he was blocking Chloe and Pete's way of getting out.
"Alright everyone! If you could be quiet for just a second!" Mr. McDaniels asked politely as he made sure all the students were off the bus.
The kids continued to talk.
"HEY!"
The gossip suddenly ceased.
"Thank you," Mr. McDaniels said going back to his original voice tone."Now, as you might've guessed, this house is huge as are the rooms. So, I will allow four people to a room as long as they are of the same sex. Do I make myself clear?"
A few kids made smart remarks about this while others knodded their heads in dull agreement.
"Alright then, you may find your roomates and rooms. Then report back down to the lounge right next to the front door when you are finished unpacking."
There was a buzzing of excitment and everyone eagerly grabbed their partners and rushed into the building.
"Yo Clark!"
Clark whirled around and saw Pete standing next to a kid with short brown spiky hair and hazel eyes. He looked extremely bored and kept swinging his glittering silver watch around his index finger impatiently. His nose was a little crooked and his cheek bones were set higher then normal on his face. It seemed like his cheek muscles were set in such a way that forced his expression to be a permanent frown.
'Well, I'm not getting the weak feeling I get from the meteor rocks,' Clark told himself when he noticed the boy's strange behavior. 'I guess he's alright.'
"Clark, this is Jason Hendricks. Jason, this is my buddy Clark Kent," Pete presented smiling happily as they shook hands.
"Nice to meet you," Clark stated.
"Yea, same to you," Jason replied giving Clark a quick grin.
"Jason is gonna stay in our room with us. Is that alright?" Pete said looking over at Clark for an answer.
"Yeah, sure. That'd be great," Clark agreed with a little fake happiness in his voice.
"Hey Pete! Clark!"
They turned to see Lance running up to them with all his luggage.
"Think you got enough room for me?" he wondered hopefully.
"Uh..." Clark wasn't actually sure he wanted to share a room with Lance the sci-fi lover of all time.
"Sure. We have three already. You make four," Pete said good-naturedly.
Clark was about to pull Pete aside and argue, but he suddenly heard another person call his name.
He looked towards the voice to see Lana rush towards him.
"I'm gonna need my stuff to put in my room."
"Oh, well, I could take it there if you wanted me to. Pete and the others can find a room without me. Right guys?" Clark glanced over at Pete for support.
"Yeah, go ahead," Pete agreed smiling at Clark secretively.
'He's finally makin' some moves,' Pete said in his mind.
Clark followed Lana back to where Chloe and two twin blondes were waiting patiently.
"This is Clark. Clark, these two are Lena and Leah," Lana stated pointing to each one as she said their names.
"Hi," Lena and Leah retorted at the same time. They immediately snapped their heads to face one another in annoyment. It obviously wasn't the first time the two had spoken at the same time.
"Uh - hey," Clark greeted with not even half the enthusiasum that Lena and Leah had.
Chloe began to walk towards the mansion with an irritated expression on her normally peppy face. The twins were definitely getting on her nerves.
"So, uh, where'd you met them?" Clark asked Lana as they followed Chloe. He quickly looked back at the twins to make sure they weren't listening.
"They were on the cheerleading squad last year with me. Truthfully I'm not to fond of them but they asked Chloe and me to stay with them. It's kind of the polite thing to do," Lana admited shrugging.
"Their gonna drive Chloe up the wall," Clark warned smiling at the thought.
Lana silently agreed with that and grinned.
"I have a feeling she'll be spending alot of time away from our room."
"Well, you and Chloe are both welcome anytime to my room. I don't think I'll be having much fun there either. Pete met this weird kid Jason. And then Lance asked if he could be in our room too," Clark explained weakly.
"Just relax and think of the good things, Clark. We're finally out of Smallville and away from all the confusion about meteors. Think of this as an adventure," Lana proclaimed happily.
"Oh I definitely think this is going to be an adventure alright. Especially with that thing that attacked Pete still on the loose." Clark sighed with frustration.
"Cheer up, Clark. We'll find out what did it," Lana promised supportively.
Clark looked over at her hopefully.
'Creat a moment, create a moment, create a moment,' Clark keep telling himself repeatively.
But his thoughts were cut off when he entered the building. A thick smell of rust and dirt hit his senses so hard he coughed slightly. Everything was old and wooden. Century-old paintings hung crookedly on the walls. A bulky chipped staircase lead up to the second level. An extremely detailed rattlesnake was carved into the railing weaving around the pilars of wood and stopping at the very end of the steps. The lounge Mr. McDaniels had been talking about was on the other side of the staircase. It too looked equally dirty and old.
"Do we really wanna stay here?" Chloe asked rhetorically.
"We better hurry and find a good room," Lana urged bravely climbing the stairs.
Clark, Chloe, and the twins followed her reluctantly.
When they reached the top, they found an abandoned hallway that stretched from the left to the right with a dirt-filled pale window at each end. The silk transparent curtains fluttered hauntingly.
"This is really starting to look unappealing," Chloe blurted out meekly.
Clark brushed past Chloe and went towards the left. The others stayed still on the last few steps waiting. Clark cautiously turned the brass knob of the nearest door and opened as it issued a sharp squeaking sound. As he entered the room, the girls felt it was now safe to follow Clark's footsteps.
It looked like a standard sized hotel room with two bunk beds and a small television. Thick black curtains were draped over the large window which stood from the top of the wall to the very bottom. There was even a small door near one of the beds which lead to a small - but clean - restroom.
"Is that a bathroom?" Either Lena or Leah (Clark couldn't tell the diffrence) asked with her perky voice.
"Yeah," he confirmed flatly.
"I'm sold. This room is great! How about you guys?" She turned to her sister, Chloe, and Lana who were all wearing blank stares.
"Uh...it's...a little shabby don't you think?" Chloe wondered looking around again.
Inches of dust were spread all over the furniture and there was a small split in the wall behind the television. The pipes in the bathroom were clearly visable and very rusty.
"Listen, this room has to be one of the only ones with a bathroom that actually has toliet paper and everyone else is too scared to come up here so we have the entire floor to ourselves," the blonde reasoned brightly.
"Well do you think there's a reason why everyone's too freaked out to come up here?" Chloe snapped back harshly.
'Yup, Chloe is gonna explode by the end of the week,' Clark told himself smiling dumbly.
"Come on Chloe. Just give it a chance. It can't be that bad," Clark stated truthfully.
Chloe glared at him with defeat realizing that they were not moving to a diffrent room.
"Fine, whatever. Just don't come crawling to me when the bed bugs start biting," Chloe said menacingly as she plopped her things onto one of the top bunks.
Lena and Leah looked at each other in surprise by Chloe's last remark.
Clark, however, hadn't even took notice of it. He was carefully laying Lana's things down on the bunk below Chloe's. He ducked down to place it on her bed and when he stood back up he met with Lana standing right next to his side.
"Thanks," Lana said graciously not meaning to stand this close to him.
"Yeah, it's - uh - it's no problem. Really," Clark answered modestly staring deeply in her eyes.
He so desperately wanted to make a moment just then but he remembered Pete and the others.
"I gotta go catch up with Pete. I'll met you downstairs," he proposed talking mainly to Lana although he looked around at the other girls as he said it in order to be polite.
"Great," Lena spoke up as she set out all her many hair products on the dresser next to her bed.
Clark gaved one last smile to Lana and then headed out the door to find Pete.
*~*~*
After Clark caught up with Pete, Lance, and Jason (who had decided to also take a room up in the surprisingly empty second floor), they all made their way down to the library where Mr. McDaniels and a few other students sat waiting for the rest of the group.
In a few minutes, everyone was there and Mr. McDaniels made a quick speech about how their trip to the museum was a learning experience and Ms. Morgan (the art teacher for most of the Smallville students) requested that all her students write a two page report about one artist that they saw in the building. Everyone in Clark's class except for Jason and Lana (the two smarter students in the sophmore class who took 3D art with Mr. Handly) were in her art class. All of them groaned in disappointment.
But soon after that, Mr. McDaniels ordered everyone back on board the bus. Chloe practically dove into the seat next to Lance hoping she could question him about the mysterious disappearance of the four Smallville students in Eerie ten years ago (and also to get away from Lena and Leah who sat with their giggling cheerleader friends). Pete and Jason sat together which left Clark and Lana once again in the same seat with each other.
"This is going to be a total and complete drag. Not only do have to listen to what they tell us about the stuff in this museum, but I also have to write a paper about it," Clark complained down-heartedly.
"It's not as bad as it seems, Clark. You never know if this place could actually turn out to be pretty cool," Lana explained smartly. "And, if you need help with the paper, I'm sure I could give you some pointers."
"Really? That would be great," Clark said feeling much better then he had a few seconds ago.
"Yeah. It'll definitely make up for all the times you got me through those dreaded algebra assignments. I owe you one."
'Create a moment, create a moment,' the words were being tattooed into his brain.
Slowly and with determination, Clark advanced his fingers over to the other side of the leather seat letting them touch Lana's hand softly.
She looked down at their postion with bewilderment but then looked back up and shared Clark's smile.
He let out a relieved sigh.
'That wasn't too hard,' Clark admited to himself. 'Now all I need to figure out is how to stop these butterflies from swirling around in my stomache.'
*~*~*
hehe. don't ya just love clana? :o)
o and just a little info: i got the idea of the character Jason from my history teacher who is also named Jason. He's 23 and just about everyone in my class thinks he's cute (yuck! i think not! lol). but the way i described jason in this story is exactly how he looks. u'll just hafta read and find out if turns out to be a good friend or a bad enemy :o)
also, the character Lance is one of my friends (also named Lance - go figure), the art teacher Ms. Morgan is my art teacher, and Mr. McDaniels is in reality my school's principal! hehe.
don't ask where Lena and Leah came from...I don't know any blonde twins...lol
now that u kno these bits of useless information to infect your growing mind, REVIEW!
A.n. this is a pretty big update :o) i really didn't mean to make it this long, but i hadda fit everything i wanted to in it so kinda just ended up like this. nice bit of clana in it if i do say so myself *winks at all the clana shippers*
thanx sooo much for the reviews! u rock. as for those of u who haven't reviewed yet, i will quote my band teacher:
"If you don't do it I'm going to hang you up by your big toe and laugh you and call you funny names!"
lol. while that does sound slightly violent for a catholic school band teacher, she was only kidding...i think.
anywayz, enjoy!
*~*~*
After a few minutes, the bus finally pulled into a gravel drive and descended toward it's stop in front of an old stone mansion. The brick that made up the better half of the building seemed at least fifty years old and the windows were dingy and dark. The entrance was a great weather-beatened oak door. All to together it looked exactly like a Scottish mansion obviously owned by the billionaire Lex Luthor.
Oddly enough, it also looked a little like the black house from Clark's dream. He shook it off. It had only been a dream. Besides, the bus was about to stop. He had other things to think about.
When the bus did park in front of the place, Clark quickly got up letting Lana get off before him.
"I'll get your stuff," he offered grabbing both his and Lana's bags.
"Clark, you don't have to do that," Lana agrued.
"I want to. Just go ahead and I'll catch up," Clark insisted smiling.
Lana gave him a short look of confusion but quickly covered it up with a grin and followed the others off the bus.
Clark just stared at her for a while but then jumped back to life when he realized he was blocking Chloe and Pete's way of getting out.
"Alright everyone! If you could be quiet for just a second!" Mr. McDaniels asked politely as he made sure all the students were off the bus.
The kids continued to talk.
"HEY!"
The gossip suddenly ceased.
"Thank you," Mr. McDaniels said going back to his original voice tone."Now, as you might've guessed, this house is huge as are the rooms. So, I will allow four people to a room as long as they are of the same sex. Do I make myself clear?"
A few kids made smart remarks about this while others knodded their heads in dull agreement.
"Alright then, you may find your roomates and rooms. Then report back down to the lounge right next to the front door when you are finished unpacking."
There was a buzzing of excitment and everyone eagerly grabbed their partners and rushed into the building.
"Yo Clark!"
Clark whirled around and saw Pete standing next to a kid with short brown spiky hair and hazel eyes. He looked extremely bored and kept swinging his glittering silver watch around his index finger impatiently. His nose was a little crooked and his cheek bones were set higher then normal on his face. It seemed like his cheek muscles were set in such a way that forced his expression to be a permanent frown.
'Well, I'm not getting the weak feeling I get from the meteor rocks,' Clark told himself when he noticed the boy's strange behavior. 'I guess he's alright.'
"Clark, this is Jason Hendricks. Jason, this is my buddy Clark Kent," Pete presented smiling happily as they shook hands.
"Nice to meet you," Clark stated.
"Yea, same to you," Jason replied giving Clark a quick grin.
"Jason is gonna stay in our room with us. Is that alright?" Pete said looking over at Clark for an answer.
"Yeah, sure. That'd be great," Clark agreed with a little fake happiness in his voice.
"Hey Pete! Clark!"
They turned to see Lance running up to them with all his luggage.
"Think you got enough room for me?" he wondered hopefully.
"Uh..." Clark wasn't actually sure he wanted to share a room with Lance the sci-fi lover of all time.
"Sure. We have three already. You make four," Pete said good-naturedly.
Clark was about to pull Pete aside and argue, but he suddenly heard another person call his name.
He looked towards the voice to see Lana rush towards him.
"I'm gonna need my stuff to put in my room."
"Oh, well, I could take it there if you wanted me to. Pete and the others can find a room without me. Right guys?" Clark glanced over at Pete for support.
"Yeah, go ahead," Pete agreed smiling at Clark secretively.
'He's finally makin' some moves,' Pete said in his mind.
Clark followed Lana back to where Chloe and two twin blondes were waiting patiently.
"This is Clark. Clark, these two are Lena and Leah," Lana stated pointing to each one as she said their names.
"Hi," Lena and Leah retorted at the same time. They immediately snapped their heads to face one another in annoyment. It obviously wasn't the first time the two had spoken at the same time.
"Uh - hey," Clark greeted with not even half the enthusiasum that Lena and Leah had.
Chloe began to walk towards the mansion with an irritated expression on her normally peppy face. The twins were definitely getting on her nerves.
"So, uh, where'd you met them?" Clark asked Lana as they followed Chloe. He quickly looked back at the twins to make sure they weren't listening.
"They were on the cheerleading squad last year with me. Truthfully I'm not to fond of them but they asked Chloe and me to stay with them. It's kind of the polite thing to do," Lana admited shrugging.
"Their gonna drive Chloe up the wall," Clark warned smiling at the thought.
Lana silently agreed with that and grinned.
"I have a feeling she'll be spending alot of time away from our room."
"Well, you and Chloe are both welcome anytime to my room. I don't think I'll be having much fun there either. Pete met this weird kid Jason. And then Lance asked if he could be in our room too," Clark explained weakly.
"Just relax and think of the good things, Clark. We're finally out of Smallville and away from all the confusion about meteors. Think of this as an adventure," Lana proclaimed happily.
"Oh I definitely think this is going to be an adventure alright. Especially with that thing that attacked Pete still on the loose." Clark sighed with frustration.
"Cheer up, Clark. We'll find out what did it," Lana promised supportively.
Clark looked over at her hopefully.
'Creat a moment, create a moment, create a moment,' Clark keep telling himself repeatively.
But his thoughts were cut off when he entered the building. A thick smell of rust and dirt hit his senses so hard he coughed slightly. Everything was old and wooden. Century-old paintings hung crookedly on the walls. A bulky chipped staircase lead up to the second level. An extremely detailed rattlesnake was carved into the railing weaving around the pilars of wood and stopping at the very end of the steps. The lounge Mr. McDaniels had been talking about was on the other side of the staircase. It too looked equally dirty and old.
"Do we really wanna stay here?" Chloe asked rhetorically.
"We better hurry and find a good room," Lana urged bravely climbing the stairs.
Clark, Chloe, and the twins followed her reluctantly.
When they reached the top, they found an abandoned hallway that stretched from the left to the right with a dirt-filled pale window at each end. The silk transparent curtains fluttered hauntingly.
"This is really starting to look unappealing," Chloe blurted out meekly.
Clark brushed past Chloe and went towards the left. The others stayed still on the last few steps waiting. Clark cautiously turned the brass knob of the nearest door and opened as it issued a sharp squeaking sound. As he entered the room, the girls felt it was now safe to follow Clark's footsteps.
It looked like a standard sized hotel room with two bunk beds and a small television. Thick black curtains were draped over the large window which stood from the top of the wall to the very bottom. There was even a small door near one of the beds which lead to a small - but clean - restroom.
"Is that a bathroom?" Either Lena or Leah (Clark couldn't tell the diffrence) asked with her perky voice.
"Yeah," he confirmed flatly.
"I'm sold. This room is great! How about you guys?" She turned to her sister, Chloe, and Lana who were all wearing blank stares.
"Uh...it's...a little shabby don't you think?" Chloe wondered looking around again.
Inches of dust were spread all over the furniture and there was a small split in the wall behind the television. The pipes in the bathroom were clearly visable and very rusty.
"Listen, this room has to be one of the only ones with a bathroom that actually has toliet paper and everyone else is too scared to come up here so we have the entire floor to ourselves," the blonde reasoned brightly.
"Well do you think there's a reason why everyone's too freaked out to come up here?" Chloe snapped back harshly.
'Yup, Chloe is gonna explode by the end of the week,' Clark told himself smiling dumbly.
"Come on Chloe. Just give it a chance. It can't be that bad," Clark stated truthfully.
Chloe glared at him with defeat realizing that they were not moving to a diffrent room.
"Fine, whatever. Just don't come crawling to me when the bed bugs start biting," Chloe said menacingly as she plopped her things onto one of the top bunks.
Lena and Leah looked at each other in surprise by Chloe's last remark.
Clark, however, hadn't even took notice of it. He was carefully laying Lana's things down on the bunk below Chloe's. He ducked down to place it on her bed and when he stood back up he met with Lana standing right next to his side.
"Thanks," Lana said graciously not meaning to stand this close to him.
"Yeah, it's - uh - it's no problem. Really," Clark answered modestly staring deeply in her eyes.
He so desperately wanted to make a moment just then but he remembered Pete and the others.
"I gotta go catch up with Pete. I'll met you downstairs," he proposed talking mainly to Lana although he looked around at the other girls as he said it in order to be polite.
"Great," Lena spoke up as she set out all her many hair products on the dresser next to her bed.
Clark gaved one last smile to Lana and then headed out the door to find Pete.
*~*~*
After Clark caught up with Pete, Lance, and Jason (who had decided to also take a room up in the surprisingly empty second floor), they all made their way down to the library where Mr. McDaniels and a few other students sat waiting for the rest of the group.
In a few minutes, everyone was there and Mr. McDaniels made a quick speech about how their trip to the museum was a learning experience and Ms. Morgan (the art teacher for most of the Smallville students) requested that all her students write a two page report about one artist that they saw in the building. Everyone in Clark's class except for Jason and Lana (the two smarter students in the sophmore class who took 3D art with Mr. Handly) were in her art class. All of them groaned in disappointment.
But soon after that, Mr. McDaniels ordered everyone back on board the bus. Chloe practically dove into the seat next to Lance hoping she could question him about the mysterious disappearance of the four Smallville students in Eerie ten years ago (and also to get away from Lena and Leah who sat with their giggling cheerleader friends). Pete and Jason sat together which left Clark and Lana once again in the same seat with each other.
"This is going to be a total and complete drag. Not only do have to listen to what they tell us about the stuff in this museum, but I also have to write a paper about it," Clark complained down-heartedly.
"It's not as bad as it seems, Clark. You never know if this place could actually turn out to be pretty cool," Lana explained smartly. "And, if you need help with the paper, I'm sure I could give you some pointers."
"Really? That would be great," Clark said feeling much better then he had a few seconds ago.
"Yeah. It'll definitely make up for all the times you got me through those dreaded algebra assignments. I owe you one."
'Create a moment, create a moment,' the words were being tattooed into his brain.
Slowly and with determination, Clark advanced his fingers over to the other side of the leather seat letting them touch Lana's hand softly.
She looked down at their postion with bewilderment but then looked back up and shared Clark's smile.
He let out a relieved sigh.
'That wasn't too hard,' Clark admited to himself. 'Now all I need to figure out is how to stop these butterflies from swirling around in my stomache.'
*~*~*
hehe. don't ya just love clana? :o)
o and just a little info: i got the idea of the character Jason from my history teacher who is also named Jason. He's 23 and just about everyone in my class thinks he's cute (yuck! i think not! lol). but the way i described jason in this story is exactly how he looks. u'll just hafta read and find out if turns out to be a good friend or a bad enemy :o)
also, the character Lance is one of my friends (also named Lance - go figure), the art teacher Ms. Morgan is my art teacher, and Mr. McDaniels is in reality my school's principal! hehe.
don't ask where Lena and Leah came from...I don't know any blonde twins...lol
now that u kno these bits of useless information to infect your growing mind, REVIEW!