The Secret World Of Chapter 24: 23, a smallville fanfic

A/N: I have an old dictionary... and ON WITH THE SHOPPING eyes get wide, and a manianical smile breaks upon authors face... enjoy...

23.

Necessity: unavoidableness, fate, destiny, doom, unavoidable,

1. The quality or state of being necessary or unavoidable; unavoidableness; inevitableness

2. Absolute need; indispensableness; the quality or state of being indispensable.

3. Irresistible power or force applied, compulsion, whether physical or moral.

4. the absolute determination of the will by motives.

5. Extreme indigence; pinching poverty, pressing need.

6. That which is requisite for a purpose; a necessary.

------------6. That which is requisite for a purpose; a necessary.------------

Clark sighed as he waited for Alex to arrive. She was meeting him in the barn. His Fortress of Solitude. His safe haven from everything.

"Clark?" Alex asked up the stairs. "Is that you?"

"Yeah." He said nervously as he ran his fingers through his hair.

So close now. She came up the stairs, pausing before coming into his view as if she was preparing herself for something.

Beautiful. Blue jeans. A tee-shirt with some random funny saying. Dickies shoes. Plaid sweater tied around her waist. Beautiful. Perfect.

"Chloe said that you wanted to talk to me."

"Yeah." He said snapping out of his delirium. "Have a seat."

"MmKay." She said before sitting down on the couch.

'Don't loose your nerve Kent. Just ask her.'

"Alex." He paused taking a seat next to her. "I was wondering - this is going to sound so ridiculous." He said giving a nervous chuckle. "But would you like to go to the dance with me?" He watched her face. Waiting for a reaction. Any kind of reaction.

Her eyes brightened to a beautiful shade of blue. She smiled broadly at him. "You're serious?"

"Yeah. Unless you don't want to." He looked down at his hands.

"No. I do. Sure." She smiled broadly.

"Great." Clark smiled broadly.

"Absolutely great." Alex said before kissing him. "But I have to get back home. I didn't tell my mom where I was going." She laughed, standing in front of him. Clark shot her a fake look of disapproval. "Shut up. If I told her I was here... Lets just say that neither of us would ever hear the end of it." He could smell her shampoo. 'Berries. She smells like berries.' She carefully took his hands in her own. Soft. Delicate. Perfect. He was committing her to memory. He was sure she was doing the same.

Clark laughed. "Then it's for the best." He stood up and followed her down the stairs. Their fingers still intertwined.

"Thank you Clark." She said, turning to face him. He could now see clearly into her beautiful eyes. Studying him, as he was her.

Flecks of gold, and silver traced her pupil. Beautiful. Perfect.

He smiled down the whole two inches to her.

"I'm sorry I didn't ask sooner. I just wasn't sure how to." He said before kissing her again. "Good bye Alex. Sweet dreams."

"Good night Clark." She said smiling. "And by the way," She turned back to him. "You were worth the wait." She shot him a beaming smile, before heading down the pathway to her house.

Beautiful.

Perfect.

'Is this what love feels like?'

------------4. the absolute determination of the will by motives.------------

"Alex!" Chloe called down the hallway. "What are you doing this afternoon?" She asked when she had caught up with her.

"Why?"

Chloe smiled her 100 watt smile.

"What are you planning?"

"Well since now we both have dates to the dance-"

"I knew you were behind that. What are you thinking?"

"Shopping." She smiled broadly.

"I don't know-"

"I will not take no for an answer. You're coming shopping and that's that."

"What are you conning poor Alex into now Chlo'?" Pete asked appearing out of nowhere.

"She's coming shopping with me." Chloe said quickly, before Alex could speak. "Would you like to be the judge?" Chloe winked at Pete.

"You know I can't turn down an offer like that, but on one condition."

"What?" Alex asked.

"You girls help me pick out a tux?" He asked weakly.

"Absolutely. Besides, Pete, you'd be lost without us." Chloe teased.

"Don't say that too loudly Chloe." He grumbled.

"Sorry Pete. I promise on my journalistic integrity never to utter those words again without your permission." She winked.

"Much better." He said linking an arm around each of the blonde's waists. "Now, onwards, and towards the cafeteria."

"Now you're speaking my language, Pete." Alex laughed.

------------3. Irresistible power or force applied compulsion, whether physical or moral.------------

Metropolis Shopping centre.

Billions of dresses strewn across the room. Pete and Ray sat in silence in the middle. The girls were giggling in the change rooms. Gossiping.

Pete turned to Ray. "How did you get conned into this?"

Ray shrugged. "Alex can be very convincing." He chuckled nervously.

"I get that." Pete said taking a sip of his smoothie.

A pause.

More giggles from the closed doors.

"How about you?" Ray asked, scratching his leg.

"They're helping me pick out my tux."

Ray nodded in understanding. "You have bad tastes?"

"We're ready boys." Came from one of the girls on the other sides of the mirrored doors

"I'm going with the town princess."

Doors open. Beautiful. 'Clark is going to be stunned if Alex chooses this dress.'

A floor length, ("Is there any other kind?" Alex had commented earlier) rich blue coloured, spaghetti-strap dress hugging her body, simple gems accentuated the neckline. Elegant. Beautiful.

A ruffle of chiffon. "Wait, we have to do this." Chloe said with a smile before pulling Alex's hair out of her face, and up in a make-shift ponytail.

Then Pete saw Chloe. A strapless deep purple gown. Delicate beading accented her body in all the right places. The dress practically shimmered in the harsh boutique lights. He hadn't seen them take that one off of the rack, and hold it up to her in the other room like the others.

"That is the dress Chlo'." He said before standing up.

"Really?" Chloe spun around in a circle, mystified in the way the skirt moved. Rhinestones glimmered up at her. She smiled brightly. "I think you're right, Pete. This is the dress."

"Alex." Ray said as he stood up.

"Yeah?" Her gaze turned from the bottom of Chloe's dress to the chocolate eyes of her best friend.

"That is it."

Alex beamed a very large smile at Ray. "Really?" Her nose crinkled at the end of her question. Alex hadn't changed a bit, she had just grown into a girl. A girl with very strange re-appearing abilities that always ended up getting her in trouble at the end. But she was still the girl who got through them in the end. She was still Alex.

"Definitely the dress."

Alex turned to Chloe, as Chloe was turning to Alex. They both beamed. "You know what this means?" Chloe asked, with a broad smile.

"Shoes." Alex said smiling.

The girls were too excited, and wrapped up in buying their dresses to hear the two boys groan.

"Did they say shoes?" Pete asked, turning to Ray.

Ray nodded.

"At least they're not dressing me up like a penguin."

Pete groaned.

"Don't remind me."