"Very funny." Chloe retorted.
Clark shut his locker, his books in his arms.
"Let's go to class, Chloe."
Then they walked off to class. The classes went on normally until the bell rang. Clark walked out the door with Pete.
"C'mon let's go Pete."
"Alright. Let's get this over with." Pete sighed.
Pete and Clark walked to Clark's house to grab a snack before they went out on this wild goose chase as Pete called it.
"Where are you going you guys?" asked Martha Kent.
"Oh, no where." replied Clark.
"Ok. Have fun you guys."
"All right Mom." Clark said as he and Pete walked off with some sandwiches.
They went off over the Kent farm munching on the sandwiches, Pete lagging behind. By the time they reached the woods it was getting dark. The trees blocked out most of what was left of the sunlight except for a few places where there were no trees. Tonight the woods were especially eerie.
"Pete, you hear something?"
"Yeah, what is that? It sounds like someone's singing."
Away in the distance between the trees there was a light, much too big to be a flashlight, it moved around going nowhere in particular. Its movement stopped and what looked like its head surveyed the forest almost as if it sensed Pete and Clark.
"Don't move." Clark whispered as quietly as he could.
They froze behind the trees, but yet they still watched. The silence was unnerving. The creature took a step towards them. Pete swallowed hard. Clark kept scolding himself for bring Pete along. What if he gets hurt or even worse, killed? This will be all my fault. Why did I force him to come along? Why?
Clark shut his locker, his books in his arms.
"Let's go to class, Chloe."
Then they walked off to class. The classes went on normally until the bell rang. Clark walked out the door with Pete.
"C'mon let's go Pete."
"Alright. Let's get this over with." Pete sighed.
Pete and Clark walked to Clark's house to grab a snack before they went out on this wild goose chase as Pete called it.
"Where are you going you guys?" asked Martha Kent.
"Oh, no where." replied Clark.
"Ok. Have fun you guys."
"All right Mom." Clark said as he and Pete walked off with some sandwiches.
They went off over the Kent farm munching on the sandwiches, Pete lagging behind. By the time they reached the woods it was getting dark. The trees blocked out most of what was left of the sunlight except for a few places where there were no trees. Tonight the woods were especially eerie.
"Pete, you hear something?"
"Yeah, what is that? It sounds like someone's singing."
Away in the distance between the trees there was a light, much too big to be a flashlight, it moved around going nowhere in particular. Its movement stopped and what looked like its head surveyed the forest almost as if it sensed Pete and Clark.
"Don't move." Clark whispered as quietly as he could.
They froze behind the trees, but yet they still watched. The silence was unnerving. The creature took a step towards them. Pete swallowed hard. Clark kept scolding himself for bring Pete along. What if he gets hurt or even worse, killed? This will be all my fault. Why did I force him to come along? Why?