Undercover by Electric Spyro

A.n. i'm bored n i'm tired. i'm also updating. lol. enjoy!

For the first time, Clark sat alone at lunch. Lana moved to a table sworming with cheerleaders and jocks. Not once did she even look back at Clark. He swallowed his mouthful of spaghetti and lowered his gaze.

"Hi Clark."

He snapped his head back up only to be met with the blue eyes and the deep red hair of a girl Clark couldn't even remember seeing before. "H-hello...have we met?"

"No, not really. I'm Marta," the girl stretched out her hand and Clark took it. "Mind if I sit here? I just changed my schedule and I had to take a different lunch hour so I don't know anyone very well."

"Oh, go ahead," Clark said moving over so Marta could sit down. "So, if we've never met, how did you know my name?"

"Everybody knows your name, Clark," Marta said as she ate. "All my friends have been talking about your switch in clothes."

Clark took a breath. He was suddenly thrust into a pool of uncomfort.

"Don't get me wrong - it's a great change," Marta admited with a smile as she scanned Clark. Today he was wearing jeans and a deep blue button-down shirt with the top three buttons undone.

"Yeah," Clark said quietly as he continuing eating his lunch.

Marta didn't say much after that. Soon the bell rang cutting Clark loose from the awkward silence he'd been engulfed in.

"Hey Clark?"

Clark looked over at Marta as he stood. "Yeah?"

"There's a football game tonight...at seven. Maybe I can meet you there and we can hang out a little?"

Clark automatically glanced over at Lana who was laughing with her friends. He took a breath and looked at Marta. "Yeah. Sounds like fun."

"Great," Marta exclaimed smiling. As she passed Clark she whispered, "I can't wait."

Clark swallowed and smirked watching her go.

Okay, so she wasn't Lana. She seemed nice. Just when Clark convinced himself that doing to the football game with a girl he just met was the right move, Whitney popped up in front of him. Surprisingly, he had a grin on his face.

"Why are you so happy?" Clark asked as he continued walking to his next class.

"I just saw you with Marta. How do you like her?"

"She's...okay," Clark said and then widened his eyes as he looked Whitney. "Wait...did you tell her to ask me out?"

"No, man, I just asked her if she could help you on your rise to popularity. Remember the deal?" Whitney playfully punched Clark in the arm.

"Right," Clark retorted flatly wondering why he even made the deal in the first place."So I sense by the way your acting that you got another girl?"

Whitney's smile slowly faded as he looked towards the ground. "No, not really. I just figure that if I forget about it, I won't feel as stupid. Lana won't talk to me anymore so it isn't that hard to pretend it never happened."

"Yeah, she stopped sitting with me at lunch," Clark explained depressingly

Whitney looked up and then covered up his face with another smile. "Well, maybe the game tonight will help us move on. If we win, we're going to state. But I guess, if you're with Marta, it won't be the game your watchin'."

Clark blushed as Whitney laughed. "Yeah right. I'm not like that."

"Whatever, dude. See ya!" Whitney rushed off the his next class leaving Clark alone with his thoughts.

Clark, after much comtemplating, decided he should go to the game. Not because Marta would be there smiling at him with that odd smile that made him feel as though she too had X-ray vision, but because the cheerleaders would be there cheering proudly - and Lana was a cheerleader.

The bleachers were crowded with fans and students screaming, shouting, and spending money. Clark made a bee line for the nearest open area next to the cheerleaders hoping to see Lana and maybe even get a chance to talk to her. He wasn't sure what he was going to say, but he definitely knew he couldn't stand her anger much longer.

Suddenly, he heard the chanting of girls and turned around to see the cheerleaders filing out to their position in front of the bleachers packed with excited fans. He spotted Lana with in a few seconds and was about to walk to her when -

"Clark! You made it!"

Clark felt Marta practically jump onto him. Her hands clasped his forearms and her eyes shot directly into his. Clark felt a little uneasy, but he smiled at her anyway.

Lana caught Clark's smile and her happy chanting ceased as her grin faded. Clark looked over at her and their eyes connected. Marta noticed this and felt jealousy bubbling inside. She threw Lana a back-off-he's-mine look and grabbed Clark's hand. "Come on. It's too loud here."

Lana distastfully watched Clark and Marta disappear behind the bleachers.

"Lana?" She looked over and noticed her cheerleading friend Megan staring at her worriedly. "What's wrong?"

"Nothing," Lana said unconvincingly and then sighed. "I just saw Clark."

"Yeah, I know what you mean. He takes my breath away too sometimes now he's finally fixed himself up. Of course, I'm dating Curt so I all I can do is dream," Megan admited as tied a red and gold ribbon in her hair. "But I thought you are mad at him and Whitney?"

"I was."

"Was?"

"I am!" Lana corrected blushing. It was wrong for them to play her like that. She had a right to be mad at him!

"Then how come you looked at him like you just did?" Megan asked smiling.

Lana knew why. It was because it had been Clark that had said all those sweet things to her on the bleachers and on the bridge. He had been too shy to tell her himself so he used Whitney as the vessel. She had been angry at Whitney for dating her just to have a girlfriend, but she never really understood why she'd been mad at Clark.

"Go see him. I'll cover for you," Megan said noticing Lana's reaction.

"But he's here with another girl," Lana explained trying to throw the idea away.

"Then get rid of her," Meagn said simply.

Lana looked at her friend unbelievably and then broke into laughter.

"Go!" Megan hissed smiling.

Lana handed her her poms and rushed off to 'save Clark'.

A.n. next chapter is the last one! please review and i'll update asap!