Chapter 3

For hours Lex was trying to help Clark figure out a way to control his new hearing power. But it was a lot more difficult then x-ray vision or running real fast. But after three long hours Clark finally was able to control his super hearing.

"Is everything okay Clark?" Lex asked noticing Clark looked a little upset.

"Yeah, I guess. When I was on my way over here I heard someone say "I'm gonna get that little bitch." He said attempting to say it the same way the man did.

"Was that all you heard?" Lex asked.

"Yeah, weird huh?" Clark said.

"Is there anything else bothering you?"

"Yeah actually, remember that reporter that ran that good story on you a while back, well she caught be using my powers on tape in your house."

Lex and Clark talked for another hour thinking about different things they could do to stop her from running that story. The only thing Lex could think of was pay her a large sum of money, but he knew reporters, and when they had a hot story they weren't going to let anyone take them away from that. Before Clark left, Lex told him to bring everyone to the mansion and they could all think of something later in the week.

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The weekend ended in a flash and it was now Monday and Clark was at the kitchen table eating a piece of toast as his Mom poured some eggs onto his plate.

"Thanks Mom." He said with his mouth full and she tsked and told him to not talk with his mouth full. Clark was a little moody because he still didn't know what to do about the Karen Castle situation, but he knew when the gang got together they could all think of something. He headed off to school joining Chloe, Pete, and Lana on the bus, he waited until they were alone in the Torch office when he told them what was going on. They agreed it would be good to meet at Lex's right after school.

Clark could not concentrate at all because all he kept thinking about was what the man said. "I'm gonna get that little bitch." The thing that upset Clark the most was that he didn't know who the guy was after so he couldn't help him or her. He was pulled back into reality by his teacher calling his name.

"Mr. Kent answer the question." Mr. Smith said.

"I'm sorry what was the question again?" Clark asked a little embarrassed.

"I suggest next time you pay attention if you want to pass my class."

"Yes sir." Clark said with his head lowered trying to cover up his reddened face from embarrassment.

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Clark met up with Chloe at her locker as she was taking out her books for her next class.

"This is ridiculous, math is ridiculous. Why would a journalist like myself need to take math in the first place? It's not like I'm going to be using it when I work at the Daily Planet anyway." Chloe said frustrated.

"That's what everyone says Chloe, and then they end up saying they wish they payed more attention in math when there older." He said grinning.
"Oh please." She said hitting him playfully in the arm as he walked her to her Math class.

"Ouch." He said reaching for his shoulder where she hit him.

"Whimp." She said jokingly and they both started laughing.

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Lunchtime came and Clark, Lana, Chloe, and Pete sat at their own table away from everyone so they could talk without anyone else hearing.

"I don't know who it could've been, when I looked around the sidewalks and alleys I couldn't see anything." Clark told them.

"Maybe they were inside a store or a car?" Lana suggested.

"Maybe…" Clark said letting his voice trail.

They finished the rest of lunch just talking and laughing when the bell rang and the gang parted their separate ways to class. As Clark was turning a corner he bumped into Karen Castle.

"Hello Clark, nice to see you again." She said.

"Look, I haven't made up my mind yet okay?" He said as he walked past her and continued down the hall through crowds of students.

"Okay, I understand that, but I was just wondering if I could get a quote from you, just so I can get something to start the story off with. You know, saying something about your p-" Clark turned instantly to look at her, Karen knowing exactly what he was thinking.

"Oh, sorry. Powers." She whispered.

"Look, now isn't a really good time, I have to go to class." He said and he walked at a very fast pace down the hall to his next class leaving Karen behind.