Poltergeist by Electric Spyro
A.n. i am SO sorry i haven't updated. before i even started posting this i had like the first six chapters done and i figured i'd finish the rest after i got it started on ff.net - wrong. my teacher's at school decided to bombard me with homeowork a.k.a. torture and quizzes a.k.a. tests to tell if i've done my torture. so the whole thing in a nutshell is: i may not update for a while due to my overload of hw
but i did put some nice clana in here for ya ;o)
enjoy!
*~*~*
They were halfway through the museum tour and already Clark felt tired. Their guide, a tall thin droning man, continued his speech on the painting nearest to him with no emotion what so ever. Clark checked his watch every ten seconds wishing with all his heart that the tour would end soon.
He glanced over at Chloe who amazingly looked interested in what the sleepy guide was describing. Her notebook was out and her pen was eagerly flying cross the page scribbling furiously.
"This sucks," Pete whispered to Clark when Mr. McDaniels wasn't looking.
"Tell me about it. How can Chloe stand this? Even the guide looks bored," Clark commented staring at the man babbling on about the Byzantine Empire.
"Why don't we skip?" Pete suggested bluttly.
"Skip? Are you crazy? We're already getting detention for 'mingling'," Clark reminded truthfully.
"I know that. But who said Mr. McDaniels will catch us? Come on, it'll be fun!"
"What about our paper?" Clark asked worriedly.
Pete sighed. Clark was such a teacher's pet.
"Chloe's takin' enough notes for the entire school. We can just ask if we can borrow 'em tonight," Pete reasoned brightly noticing Clark's discomfort begin to subside. "What do you say?"
Clark swallowed and took one more look at the guide and Mr. McDaniels who let out a small yawn.
"Alright," Clark answered before he could stop himself.
Pete smiled and then beckoned Clark to the back of the group.
As they made their way back, Clark saw Lana over to the right of them. She blended in easily with all the other students who were bored out of their mind.
"Hold up, Pete," Clark shouted softly.
Pete stopped and Clark turned back towards Lana.
"Lana!" he whispered loudly. "Pssst! Lana!"
She slowly turned around and saw Clark mouthing the words 'Come here'.
After she reached him she noticed Pete was beside Clark and smiling unusually.
"What's up?"
"We're skipping the tour. Wanna join?"
"What? We can't -"
"Chloe's engrossed in this stuff. She'll tell us all about it later," Clark informed hardly believing what he was saying.
"But how will we know when the tour's over? If we miss the bus we won't be able to get back."
"If we accidently come back late we can make up something about getting left behind in the bathroom or something," Pete said keenly.
"Listen Lana, you don't have to come with us. Forcing you to break the rules isn't really fair...," Clark admited giving her the cutest most pitiful look in the world. "But it wouldn't be as fun without you."
Lana opened her mouth to say something but quickly closed it and lifted her chin proudly.
"What are taking about? I'm totally coming with you guys!"
Clark smiled excitedly and Pete put a finger to his lips to quiet them down. He then knodded his head towards the exit and they all rushed out happily.
*~*~*
"Anybody got any money?" Pete asked walking backwards on the pavement to look back at his friends.
"I got five dollars," Clark stated weakly holding up his money.
"I have thirty," Lana said confidently.
"Geez, we might as well call you Ms. Moneybags," Pete joked glared at Lana's many dollar bills.
Lana laughed,"I don't think money really helps when we don't even know where we're going in the first place."
"We can't go far. The tour will end in about an hour," Clark warned sturnly.
"Oh please, Clark. The last thing you're suppose to do when you skip is worry about when to go back. Just sit back and enjoy the ride." Pete then whirled around and took off down the road.
Clark and Lana looked at each other and then darted after him.
*~*~*
"This stuff tastes GREAT!" Pete paraded loudly as he licked his chocolate ice cream cone happily.
"Sure does," Clark retorted brightly.
The three friends walked along the sidewalk wanderingly finishing off their ice cream (Lana's treat) until they came to a small park area which had a some sort of festival going on. Clowns with balloons were entertaining the kids while their parents strolled around the place looking at all the small shops and food.
"Sweet! Look, they got games over there!" Pete practically squealed with delight.
They all rushed over to the many carnival games over near a fountain with a strong looking stone man standing in the center of it. Water sprayed out of the holes beside his feet and trickled back into the pool of the fountain.
"Whoa check out that chick behind the basketball hoop game," Pete stated glaring at an attractive young girl who retrieved a ball for a man who was eagerly trying to make as many baskets as he could within his time limit. "See you guys later!"
Clark felt a little nervous at first when Pete left him and Lana alone. They didn't exactly know what to say.
"So, what do you wanna do?" Clark asked Lana curiously.
"I don't know. Carnivals aren't really my thing," Lana said shrugging a little.
"Yea, they're a little too hectic for me," Clark agreed as Lana knodded. "Uh, do you wanna sit down by the fountain?"
"Sure," Lana replied as she followed Clark to the bubbling pool of water and sat down beside him on the marble edge of the fountain.
"Here," Clark said handing her a shiny copper penny.
"What's this for?" she asked obliviously.
"It's so you can make a wish in the fountain," Clark informed brightly. "I figured with all those bills in your pocket that you didn't have any change."
Lana laughed at Clark's small joke as he blushed slighty and forced his stare towards the ground. She closed her eyes cautiously, thought of the perfect wish, and through the coin behind her.
Clark looked up as he heard the definite 'plop' of the penny as it hit the water and sunk in to the bottom to join the other currency. Lana was smiling at him sweetly.
'What if that wish was about me?' Clark wondered to himself. 'Yea right, Clark. She has tons of other more important things to wish for then you.'
Lana was still looking at him. It sort of made him a little weak. Not meteor-exposure weak. No, this was a different kind of weak. A I-think-she- likes-me-more-then-a-friend weak. Clark swallowed carefully.
'Clark - MAKE A MOMENT! Create a moment or lose her forever!' a voice in his head screamed at him.
Slowly and with a determined heart, he reached his hand out to Lana's face and tucked a piece of hair behind her ear.
Lana's expression was a mixture of different things. Excitement, surprise, fear, curiousity,...what exactly made Clark do that?
Clark's hand remained on her cheek. The voice in his head was shrieking for him to kiss her and his heart was racing. Before he knew it his face was leaning towards hers. Their eyes were closing.
"Clark! Lana!"
Both of the kids snapped their eyes open and Clark quickly took his hand from Lana's face.
Pete was rushing towards them with a frightened expression.
"What's wrong?" Clark asked loudly as Pete sped past all the confused bystanders.
"The girl at the basketball game has a boyfriend! And he has a dog named Killer!"
Clark and Lana broke out with laughter and joined Pete in running away from a bulky looking doberman with a spiked colar who wasn't far behind. Drool flew from his massive jaws and he barked predominantly.
Clark knew he could've stopped the dog anytime he wished. But I wouldn't be any fun. He smiled uncontrolably as he heard Lana's beautiful cherubic laughter which tickled him inside.
*~*~*
A.n. yay clana! *does little clana cheer* k, i'll stop now. hope u liked this part. i promise i'll try to type up some more of this story asap! :o)
A.n. i am SO sorry i haven't updated. before i even started posting this i had like the first six chapters done and i figured i'd finish the rest after i got it started on ff.net - wrong. my teacher's at school decided to bombard me with homeowork a.k.a. torture and quizzes a.k.a. tests to tell if i've done my torture. so the whole thing in a nutshell is: i may not update for a while due to my overload of hw
but i did put some nice clana in here for ya ;o)
enjoy!
*~*~*
They were halfway through the museum tour and already Clark felt tired. Their guide, a tall thin droning man, continued his speech on the painting nearest to him with no emotion what so ever. Clark checked his watch every ten seconds wishing with all his heart that the tour would end soon.
He glanced over at Chloe who amazingly looked interested in what the sleepy guide was describing. Her notebook was out and her pen was eagerly flying cross the page scribbling furiously.
"This sucks," Pete whispered to Clark when Mr. McDaniels wasn't looking.
"Tell me about it. How can Chloe stand this? Even the guide looks bored," Clark commented staring at the man babbling on about the Byzantine Empire.
"Why don't we skip?" Pete suggested bluttly.
"Skip? Are you crazy? We're already getting detention for 'mingling'," Clark reminded truthfully.
"I know that. But who said Mr. McDaniels will catch us? Come on, it'll be fun!"
"What about our paper?" Clark asked worriedly.
Pete sighed. Clark was such a teacher's pet.
"Chloe's takin' enough notes for the entire school. We can just ask if we can borrow 'em tonight," Pete reasoned brightly noticing Clark's discomfort begin to subside. "What do you say?"
Clark swallowed and took one more look at the guide and Mr. McDaniels who let out a small yawn.
"Alright," Clark answered before he could stop himself.
Pete smiled and then beckoned Clark to the back of the group.
As they made their way back, Clark saw Lana over to the right of them. She blended in easily with all the other students who were bored out of their mind.
"Hold up, Pete," Clark shouted softly.
Pete stopped and Clark turned back towards Lana.
"Lana!" he whispered loudly. "Pssst! Lana!"
She slowly turned around and saw Clark mouthing the words 'Come here'.
After she reached him she noticed Pete was beside Clark and smiling unusually.
"What's up?"
"We're skipping the tour. Wanna join?"
"What? We can't -"
"Chloe's engrossed in this stuff. She'll tell us all about it later," Clark informed hardly believing what he was saying.
"But how will we know when the tour's over? If we miss the bus we won't be able to get back."
"If we accidently come back late we can make up something about getting left behind in the bathroom or something," Pete said keenly.
"Listen Lana, you don't have to come with us. Forcing you to break the rules isn't really fair...," Clark admited giving her the cutest most pitiful look in the world. "But it wouldn't be as fun without you."
Lana opened her mouth to say something but quickly closed it and lifted her chin proudly.
"What are taking about? I'm totally coming with you guys!"
Clark smiled excitedly and Pete put a finger to his lips to quiet them down. He then knodded his head towards the exit and they all rushed out happily.
*~*~*
"Anybody got any money?" Pete asked walking backwards on the pavement to look back at his friends.
"I got five dollars," Clark stated weakly holding up his money.
"I have thirty," Lana said confidently.
"Geez, we might as well call you Ms. Moneybags," Pete joked glared at Lana's many dollar bills.
Lana laughed,"I don't think money really helps when we don't even know where we're going in the first place."
"We can't go far. The tour will end in about an hour," Clark warned sturnly.
"Oh please, Clark. The last thing you're suppose to do when you skip is worry about when to go back. Just sit back and enjoy the ride." Pete then whirled around and took off down the road.
Clark and Lana looked at each other and then darted after him.
*~*~*
"This stuff tastes GREAT!" Pete paraded loudly as he licked his chocolate ice cream cone happily.
"Sure does," Clark retorted brightly.
The three friends walked along the sidewalk wanderingly finishing off their ice cream (Lana's treat) until they came to a small park area which had a some sort of festival going on. Clowns with balloons were entertaining the kids while their parents strolled around the place looking at all the small shops and food.
"Sweet! Look, they got games over there!" Pete practically squealed with delight.
They all rushed over to the many carnival games over near a fountain with a strong looking stone man standing in the center of it. Water sprayed out of the holes beside his feet and trickled back into the pool of the fountain.
"Whoa check out that chick behind the basketball hoop game," Pete stated glaring at an attractive young girl who retrieved a ball for a man who was eagerly trying to make as many baskets as he could within his time limit. "See you guys later!"
Clark felt a little nervous at first when Pete left him and Lana alone. They didn't exactly know what to say.
"So, what do you wanna do?" Clark asked Lana curiously.
"I don't know. Carnivals aren't really my thing," Lana said shrugging a little.
"Yea, they're a little too hectic for me," Clark agreed as Lana knodded. "Uh, do you wanna sit down by the fountain?"
"Sure," Lana replied as she followed Clark to the bubbling pool of water and sat down beside him on the marble edge of the fountain.
"Here," Clark said handing her a shiny copper penny.
"What's this for?" she asked obliviously.
"It's so you can make a wish in the fountain," Clark informed brightly. "I figured with all those bills in your pocket that you didn't have any change."
Lana laughed at Clark's small joke as he blushed slighty and forced his stare towards the ground. She closed her eyes cautiously, thought of the perfect wish, and through the coin behind her.
Clark looked up as he heard the definite 'plop' of the penny as it hit the water and sunk in to the bottom to join the other currency. Lana was smiling at him sweetly.
'What if that wish was about me?' Clark wondered to himself. 'Yea right, Clark. She has tons of other more important things to wish for then you.'
Lana was still looking at him. It sort of made him a little weak. Not meteor-exposure weak. No, this was a different kind of weak. A I-think-she- likes-me-more-then-a-friend weak. Clark swallowed carefully.
'Clark - MAKE A MOMENT! Create a moment or lose her forever!' a voice in his head screamed at him.
Slowly and with a determined heart, he reached his hand out to Lana's face and tucked a piece of hair behind her ear.
Lana's expression was a mixture of different things. Excitement, surprise, fear, curiousity,...what exactly made Clark do that?
Clark's hand remained on her cheek. The voice in his head was shrieking for him to kiss her and his heart was racing. Before he knew it his face was leaning towards hers. Their eyes were closing.
"Clark! Lana!"
Both of the kids snapped their eyes open and Clark quickly took his hand from Lana's face.
Pete was rushing towards them with a frightened expression.
"What's wrong?" Clark asked loudly as Pete sped past all the confused bystanders.
"The girl at the basketball game has a boyfriend! And he has a dog named Killer!"
Clark and Lana broke out with laughter and joined Pete in running away from a bulky looking doberman with a spiked colar who wasn't far behind. Drool flew from his massive jaws and he barked predominantly.
Clark knew he could've stopped the dog anytime he wished. But I wouldn't be any fun. He smiled uncontrolably as he heard Lana's beautiful cherubic laughter which tickled him inside.
*~*~*
A.n. yay clana! *does little clana cheer* k, i'll stop now. hope u liked this part. i promise i'll try to type up some more of this story asap! :o)