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"Daisies???" Lana Lang thought to herself as she rode away from Clark Kent "He got me daisies!!! He kisses me ( one of the best in my experience, by the way ), asks me out on a date, beats up a few guys for looking at me the wrong way, dances, almost locks lips with another girl, and he gets me daisies!!!" She sighed out loud, half spooking the horse, who trotted a tad bit faster. "Whoa there!" Then again, it was kinda cool, having him be so protective. So strong so...bad. " But DAISIES! Hand-picked I'm sure. And he was a total ass, a total disappointment. Story of our relationship." That's when she noticed the tear flowing down her cheek. "Why does this always happen to me? First Whitney, now Clark! All the men in my life are leaving me. Even Mr. Small. You know what, fine, let them go! Screw them! I don't need them! I'll be just fine all on my own. Clark crossed the line this time, he went too far. God he's hurt me so. And I was so looking forward to this. I was hoping that just once, just once, something would go right in my life. I wanna leave, go somewhere else, fly away to... I don't know... Paris or... or... Rome or something! I have to go talk to mom. She'll know what to do. Besides, She always liked daisies, or so I hear." And with that, Lana turned the horse around, turning to the cemetery, to her dead mother for the advice she was so wanting, so needing.
Evening. Silence. "Would you like your meal now, ma'am?"
Lana woke with a start. She'd been dreaming again, of the day of the meteor shower. "Ma'am, would you like your meal now?" "Hmmm?" she asked, still a little groggy. "Would you like your meal now?" "Oh, um yes, please, thank you." Rubbery chicken had about as much to do with France as well, sophistication and Smallville. That's when the thought struck her, about her dream. She was never going to see her parents grave again. She could leave Smallville behind. The Talon she could part with. Clark Kent she could give up on. But her parents? And her horses? No, no she had made some sort of mistake, she, she couldn't leave this behind. This was her life. If she had wanted to leave, she.. she would have gone with Clark this past summer, on the motorcycle, to Metropolis when she needed him most. And everything would have been aright, she could... could have helped him, she could have saved him just like he saved her the summer before, during the storm, or so she thought. They never talked about it They never talked about him all that much really. Even with all his secrets, she knew he still had feelings for her, and she couldn't help feeling the same way again, even after she had left. The rose was his. She could have sworn she had seen him, just before she left, then the bus came by and he was gone. He looked so heartbroken when she saw Lex and her. She, She had to get off, get right back on, a soon as she got to Paris. She had to make things right again.
But how would she? She barely had any money left.
"Oh God," She whispered, full realizing the finality of her decision. A decision she would regret the rest of he life. She pulled out the white rose she had slipped into her bag, gently taking it to her nose , a single tear falling down her cheek as she realized she would never see the one who gave this rose to her ever again. She realized that she wasn't the girl who got on the plane
she was the one who should have got off.
Ok ,so here is where you all come in, yeah you, the one who's sitting at your computer counting down the days until season 4, watching Kryptonsite.com for any updates. It's ok, I'm sitting here too, and no new updates as of the moment.
I'm at a loss after season 3's finale. As does any good Superman/Clark Kent fan, I know that Clark is still alive, and I know that Lex is still alive, and Jonathan. But Chloe is another question. I hope she is. I wanna
see a ChlexClark triangle sooooo badly. So, tell me. Who do you want to see? I'm thinking of making this just a Clana, and creating a new one for all you ChLex'ers out there, but I'm at a loss as to what to do. So, e-mail
me, Rburman6288aol.com tell me who you want to see and where or when. Please! I'm counting on you guys, and let's all cross our fingers that Allison Mack
is still in the opening credits In the fall. Better yet, lets hope the
beautiful Kristen Kreuk is as well. Besides, there's always 1 and 2 on DVD for all us nostalgic's, just in case
–fingers crossed-
BTW, Please review! It really helps all us egotistical fan-fic
writers/stalkers out there realize just how god-awful we are!
"Daisies???" Lana Lang thought to herself as she rode away from Clark Kent "He got me daisies!!! He kisses me ( one of the best in my experience, by the way ), asks me out on a date, beats up a few guys for looking at me the wrong way, dances, almost locks lips with another girl, and he gets me daisies!!!" She sighed out loud, half spooking the horse, who trotted a tad bit faster. "Whoa there!" Then again, it was kinda cool, having him be so protective. So strong so...bad. " But DAISIES! Hand-picked I'm sure. And he was a total ass, a total disappointment. Story of our relationship." That's when she noticed the tear flowing down her cheek. "Why does this always happen to me? First Whitney, now Clark! All the men in my life are leaving me. Even Mr. Small. You know what, fine, let them go! Screw them! I don't need them! I'll be just fine all on my own. Clark crossed the line this time, he went too far. God he's hurt me so. And I was so looking forward to this. I was hoping that just once, just once, something would go right in my life. I wanna leave, go somewhere else, fly away to... I don't know... Paris or... or... Rome or something! I have to go talk to mom. She'll know what to do. Besides, She always liked daisies, or so I hear." And with that, Lana turned the horse around, turning to the cemetery, to her dead mother for the advice she was so wanting, so needing.
Evening. Silence. "Would you like your meal now, ma'am?"
Lana woke with a start. She'd been dreaming again, of the day of the meteor shower. "Ma'am, would you like your meal now?" "Hmmm?" she asked, still a little groggy. "Would you like your meal now?" "Oh, um yes, please, thank you." Rubbery chicken had about as much to do with France as well, sophistication and Smallville. That's when the thought struck her, about her dream. She was never going to see her parents grave again. She could leave Smallville behind. The Talon she could part with. Clark Kent she could give up on. But her parents? And her horses? No, no she had made some sort of mistake, she, she couldn't leave this behind. This was her life. If she had wanted to leave, she.. she would have gone with Clark this past summer, on the motorcycle, to Metropolis when she needed him most. And everything would have been aright, she could... could have helped him, she could have saved him just like he saved her the summer before, during the storm, or so she thought. They never talked about it They never talked about him all that much really. Even with all his secrets, she knew he still had feelings for her, and she couldn't help feeling the same way again, even after she had left. The rose was his. She could have sworn she had seen him, just before she left, then the bus came by and he was gone. He looked so heartbroken when she saw Lex and her. She, She had to get off, get right back on, a soon as she got to Paris. She had to make things right again.
But how would she? She barely had any money left.
"Oh God," She whispered, full realizing the finality of her decision. A decision she would regret the rest of he life. She pulled out the white rose she had slipped into her bag, gently taking it to her nose , a single tear falling down her cheek as she realized she would never see the one who gave this rose to her ever again. She realized that she wasn't the girl who got on the plane
she was the one who should have got off.
Ok ,so here is where you all come in, yeah you, the one who's sitting at your computer counting down the days until season 4, watching Kryptonsite.com for any updates. It's ok, I'm sitting here too, and no new updates as of the moment.
I'm at a loss after season 3's finale. As does any good Superman/Clark Kent fan, I know that Clark is still alive, and I know that Lex is still alive, and Jonathan. But Chloe is another question. I hope she is. I wanna
see a ChlexClark triangle sooooo badly. So, tell me. Who do you want to see? I'm thinking of making this just a Clana, and creating a new one for all you ChLex'ers out there, but I'm at a loss as to what to do. So, e-mail
me, Rburman6288aol.com tell me who you want to see and where or when. Please! I'm counting on you guys, and let's all cross our fingers that Allison Mack
is still in the opening credits In the fall. Better yet, lets hope the
beautiful Kristen Kreuk is as well. Besides, there's always 1 and 2 on DVD for all us nostalgic's, just in case
–fingers crossed-
BTW, Please review! It really helps all us egotistical fan-fic
writers/stalkers out there realize just how god-awful we are!