7.

Clark was sitting in Chemistry class, waiting for Alex to come in. He didn't know why, but since she came to Smallville, he began wanting to see her more and more. And, he flushed slightly, he wanted to see more and more of her.

He had went over to Lex's to ask him if that was alright. To want to see somebody in the way he used to only think of Lana, and a bit of Chloe. And if he should do that while in a relationship with Lana.

There was something about Alex Mack that made him want her.

Then he watched her come in. She stood out like a sore thumb. Black skate shoes, baggy jeans. A tight fitting white tank shirt underneath a baggy plaid button-down shirt that looked like it came from his closet. Her long, wavy blonde hair hung down her back. She was a beautiful in her own unique way. Clark watched her come in and take her seat beside him.

"What?" She asked looking at him carefully. "Is there something in my teeth?"

"No." He smiled at her like an idiot.

"Well what is it?"

"Nothing." He said turning to the teacher. He had began talking about molecules or something, and for once in his life, Clark Kent could only concentrate on the blonde beside him.

Lana was sitting with Pete in Math. Alex was alone with Clark in his Chemistry class. Pete sighed as he wrote down the math equation. Lana was not going to like what Clark had told him.

What Clark had told him about Alex. About his developing feelings about her. Pete had rolled his eyes last night, when Clark had woken him up to tell him about all of this at three in the morning. Silly Clark and his ever-changing feelings towards women.

At least with Alex in the picture, Clark would soon break up with Lana. Lana would need some comforting, and who else to give the comforting but none other than Pete Ross.

He smiled at the thought. All he had to do was wait for it all to pan out. Then Lana Lang would be his for the taking, or at least for the borrowing.

Chloe was in the Torch. It was Tuesday, and she needed to put the Torch to sleep. It would be out in the world tomorrow, or at least the world of Smallville High.

"Football for a headline?" A voice spoke from behind her.

"You bet your pants." She smiled turning towards the voice.

"I think I might." Lex smiled down at her before crouching in front of her. Running his fingers through her hair softly before he kissed her.

"I have work to do. You know that I'm not going to get any work done"

"The Torch can wait."

"No it can't" She mumbled against his lips. She knew that she was fighting a losing battle. Lex was winning their little battle. She was going to rush if she was going to finish the paper for print by tomorrow morning.

"Yes it can. For at least an hour." He paused. "You know what?"

"What?"

"This is the most time alone that we've had without intrusions."

"You're right." She said smiling.

"Is it just us here?" Lex said after hearing a squeak in the hallway.

"And the night custodian."

"Chloe? Is that you?" The janitor called as if on cue.

"Yes."

"Damn." Lex swore as the janitor entered the office.