A/N - Again I am sorry for not having updated sooner…but you can blame that on Australia's channel nine for taking Smallville off air….sits and fumes….without further a due…..Chapter 6: Teenage Horniness

Previously….

In fact they were so caught up in their...activities, they failed to hear the last bell of the day signalling freedom to the students and staff of the high school...

The sight that greeted the teenagers exiting the school through the main building's front door, was one that shocked all and drew many to form a crowd of spectators around this unexpected display of teenage horniness.

Of course, being teenagers themselves, who were they to refuse free porn?

In fact, from the audience came many encouraging cat calls and suggestions. Who would have thought? Clark Kent and Lana Lang practically having sex with clothes on, in front of the entire school population? If this wasn't entertainment, what was?

Meanwhile, the two subjects of said scrutiny, were oblivious to the crowd they'd drawn, being too absorbed with each other to care.

Clark pushed Lana's body harder into the red brick wall causing a strange mixture of pain and pleasure to run through her body. She recuperated, her long, black coated nails running down the hard muscles that formed his back.

Someone's been working out…

She thought as a noise like a cross between a moan and a growl escaped from his lips, presently crushed against her own. The next moment, all coherent thought escaping her mind as his fingers crept further up her thighs.

As the previously mentioned noise had escaped Clark, a person of some significance (or should we say, very little significance) had walked through the front doors of the school to see the crowd. Being of the naturally curious type, this person immediately approached the pack of students in order to find out what had caused such interest. Reaching the back of the crowd , she was just about to push her way through and demand information when she came face to face with one of the best friends.

"Chloe?"

Pete exclaimed, eyes darting nervously towards the crowd.

Oh shit! Must. Divert. Her. Attention. In. the. Name. Of. The. Bonds. Of. Male. Friendship.

"What's going on?"

"Err…Chloe….Just….A fight! That' right, just some jocks having a fist fight…. Chloe…"

Chloe's eyes narrowed into tiny, suspicious slits.

"Why do you keep saying my name like that?"

"What do you mean? Saying your name like what, Chloe?"

This inquisition was cut short when , who should come to stand behind her but the only other person who could make things worst for poor, unfortunate Pete….

Why? Why me?

….Whitney.

A/N. - What will happen to poor, poor Pete? Will Chloe go crazy? Will Whitney kill Clark? Will Clark kill Whitney for pulling him away from his oh-so-absorbing activities?

Turn in next time (which will be in the near future, I promise!) for the answer to these questions plus - whipped cream, striptease, catfights and some not so pleased parents.