Five minutes later, Lana came over with Sarah's order. Sarah took the cup, thanked Lana, and unconsciously continued to look toward the threesome.
"Do you want to go meet them?" Lana asked, interpreting Sarah's gaze.
"Huh?" Sarah hadn't noticed that Lana was still standing there. "Oh, yeah, sure." She might as well meet the new kid, also while being able to talk to the other two again.
"Okay, well, you need to stand up first." Lana said with a smile. Sarah got up and followed Lana as they made their way over to the small table. While they were walking, Sarah made a point of telling Lana that she had just moved in to Lana's old house.
"Oh, really? I thought that house would never be lived in again." The comment struck Sarah as odd, but she decided to leave it for later since they were already at the table.
"Hey guys, I want you to meet Sarah. Sarah, this is Clark, Chloe, and Pete." Lana said, gesturing to each person respectively.
"Hey everyone." Sarah said, coming to the realization that she was being introduced to the same people twice. The others didn't seem to mind though.
They all said 'Hey' in unison and offered her a seat. Pete was the first to talk to Sarah after Lana had gone to fix their orders.
"So, Sarah, why'd you decide to move to little ol' Smallville?" He asked with ease.
"My dad's starting a business here, thought it would be better to start somewhere new instead of competing with all the other big companies in the city." Sarah replied. She drummed her fingers on the table. Apparently, that wasn't really allowed in Smallville, because all three of them sort of stared at her until she stopped.
Really off to a great start, aren't I?
"So, do all of you work on the Tattler?" She asked.
"Well, Clark is sort of a reporter when he has the time." Chloe said, "And Pete just comes along because he's a good photographer. It's actually basically the three of us."
"You guys run the whole school newspaper all by yourselves?" Sarah asked in amazement. "I mean, no other reporters or anything?"
" One or two, enough to get by." Clark replied, grinning, " but yeah, it's mostly us."
By this time, Lana had returned with all the drinks.
"It's really amazing what you guys all do." I said, as Lana circled the table, placing everyone's drink in front of them. "I mean, running a school newspaper, owning a restaurant. Are you sure you're teenagers?" She joked.
Sarah never got an answer, because at that moment, the double doors ripped open and a crazy wind started rushing through the Talon. Papers scattered through the air and some unlucky customers screamed as their cups got knocked over and coffee got spilled onto their laps. The wind seemed to be relentless, like the tide, one strong wave after another. By this time, Sarah's hair was clean out of her ponytail and it whipped against her face, making it hard to concentrate and see in front of her. She made it to the floor as fast as she could, and followed the hazy outline of who she thought was Chloe to behind the counter.
The noise subsided significantly behind the counter, and she could finally start to feel her face again. She looked around while she tried to regulate her hair into a ponytail. As far as she could tell, all of the customers had followed suit and crawled their way behind the counter. Pete, Chloe, Lana...everyone was there except one person. With fear, Sarah raised her head over the counter, feeling the full blast of the wind yet again. She could see a dark, tall and broad figure walking towards the doors, seemingly unaware of the danger he was facing.
"CLARK!" Sarah screamed out loud, and then again, "CLARK!"
The figure kept moving towards the door.
Sarah felt a tug on the edge of her shirt, begging her to come out of the wind. She twisted and slid down the safe side of the counter.
"It's no use," Chloe informed her, "there's no way he's going to listen to you. He has some kind of hero complex."
"But that wind could kill him!" Sarah exclaimed. "There might be a tornado or something out there, and we have no clue!"
"Try telling that to him," Pete said drily, "maybe it'll work this time."
"What could be causing that?" Sarah asked. Obviously everyone else was accustomed to Clark putting his life on the line daily. And emergencies like this seem to be part of the agenda, but not to Sarah.
"I have some theories," Chloe said. Pete and Lana looked at her. "Albeit, they may be far-stretched. But I've had an amazing record of being right so far."