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Chapter 4: Taking Shape
"Lex I hear you've been hanging around the Torch lately, I didn't know you had a thing for journalism."
Lex looked up from his paper, "I don't Clark. Miss Sullivan and I have an agreement. She's helping me on a project and it requires me to actually see her."
Clark raised his eyebrows and took a seat across from him. "Sounds serious. So what is it all about, or is it top secret?"
"I don't keep secrets from my friends Clark. She's simply looking into a few so called deals my father is making."
"Is that safe? I mean face it Lex if someone is researching your father he more than likely knows about it."
Chuckling Lex replied, "Trust me Clark, she's perfectly safe. Now if you excuse me, I have to go. I'll catch you later?"
"Yeah, sure."
As Lex headed out, Lana made her way over to Clark. "Hey everything ok?"
"Lana. Yeah everything's fine," he smiled as soon as he looked up at her. She was gorgeous, always has been.
"You don't sound very sure."
"No, everything's good. So Lana...do you have a date for the annual summer dance?"
She blushed and smiled, "No, I guess you could say I'm waiting for the right person to ask me."
"Yeah. So um, is Chloe going?"
Lana looked disappointed, "I don't know. She hasn't really been home all that much and when she is, I'm either at the Talon, or sleeping. Why do you ask?"
"Oh, no reason. Just curious that's all."
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Chloe shuffled through papers. Her latest discovery was that she found out Lionel has been paying John Cronwell, one of the plant managers, on the side.
"Is this a private party or can anyone join in?" came the husky voice from the doorway.
Chloe looked up startled. "Jesus!"
"Actually I just go by Lex."
"Funny. Listen I might have something here."
Lex walked over to her, and looked on from over her shoulder. Chloe breathed in and took in his cologne. 'God does he smell nice....Snap out of it Sullivan.'
"Um, so I found out that John Cronwell is working for you father. It seems like he's been sabotaging the plant little by little. His latest mishap was the fact he made a so called "spill" in level 2 forcing you to close the plant for two weeks."
"Damn it. I knew there was something behind that."
"Yeah well, I can't really confirm it, but that's what my source says."
"Thanks Chloe it means a lot that you're doing this for me."
She smiled and gave him the papers. "I'm just taking up my end of the bargain."
He chuckled and looked around the room, picking up a copy of the Smallville Ledger that was lying on her desk.
"So, a summer dance. I never really understood those."
Chloe glanced briefly at him," Yet another reason why Smallville sucks."
"Does that mean your not going?"
"The summer dance is for the kids to show off their popularity and latest fashion trends. Not really my scene."
"So he hasn't asked you I take it."
"No he hasn't, but that's really none of your business and besides that is not the reason I'm not going."
"So then Miss Sullivan why aren't you?"
"Because Mr. Luthor, people aren't as well off as you are. They actually have to work for a living and even then they don't make enough to buy all the unnecessary things in life. Also, I think the idea of a summer dance is stupid. I have better things to do."
"So bitter Miss Sullivan. I think you're just scared that what happened at your last dance experience will happen again."
Chloe shot him 'the look', "What do you know about...you know what it doesn't matter."
"I'll talk to him Chloe. I have a feeling he might want to go with you. I mean he hasn't asked anybody yet."
"That's only because Lana hasn't thrown herself at him completely."
They both looked at each other and laughed. "Mr. Luthor, I believe this is the first time I've seen you laugh."
"Well what can I say, you must bring out the best in me."
TBC
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Chapter 4: Taking Shape
"Lex I hear you've been hanging around the Torch lately, I didn't know you had a thing for journalism."
Lex looked up from his paper, "I don't Clark. Miss Sullivan and I have an agreement. She's helping me on a project and it requires me to actually see her."
Clark raised his eyebrows and took a seat across from him. "Sounds serious. So what is it all about, or is it top secret?"
"I don't keep secrets from my friends Clark. She's simply looking into a few so called deals my father is making."
"Is that safe? I mean face it Lex if someone is researching your father he more than likely knows about it."
Chuckling Lex replied, "Trust me Clark, she's perfectly safe. Now if you excuse me, I have to go. I'll catch you later?"
"Yeah, sure."
As Lex headed out, Lana made her way over to Clark. "Hey everything ok?"
"Lana. Yeah everything's fine," he smiled as soon as he looked up at her. She was gorgeous, always has been.
"You don't sound very sure."
"No, everything's good. So Lana...do you have a date for the annual summer dance?"
She blushed and smiled, "No, I guess you could say I'm waiting for the right person to ask me."
"Yeah. So um, is Chloe going?"
Lana looked disappointed, "I don't know. She hasn't really been home all that much and when she is, I'm either at the Talon, or sleeping. Why do you ask?"
"Oh, no reason. Just curious that's all."
=*=*=*=*=*=*=*=
Chloe shuffled through papers. Her latest discovery was that she found out Lionel has been paying John Cronwell, one of the plant managers, on the side.
"Is this a private party or can anyone join in?" came the husky voice from the doorway.
Chloe looked up startled. "Jesus!"
"Actually I just go by Lex."
"Funny. Listen I might have something here."
Lex walked over to her, and looked on from over her shoulder. Chloe breathed in and took in his cologne. 'God does he smell nice....Snap out of it Sullivan.'
"Um, so I found out that John Cronwell is working for you father. It seems like he's been sabotaging the plant little by little. His latest mishap was the fact he made a so called "spill" in level 2 forcing you to close the plant for two weeks."
"Damn it. I knew there was something behind that."
"Yeah well, I can't really confirm it, but that's what my source says."
"Thanks Chloe it means a lot that you're doing this for me."
She smiled and gave him the papers. "I'm just taking up my end of the bargain."
He chuckled and looked around the room, picking up a copy of the Smallville Ledger that was lying on her desk.
"So, a summer dance. I never really understood those."
Chloe glanced briefly at him," Yet another reason why Smallville sucks."
"Does that mean your not going?"
"The summer dance is for the kids to show off their popularity and latest fashion trends. Not really my scene."
"So he hasn't asked you I take it."
"No he hasn't, but that's really none of your business and besides that is not the reason I'm not going."
"So then Miss Sullivan why aren't you?"
"Because Mr. Luthor, people aren't as well off as you are. They actually have to work for a living and even then they don't make enough to buy all the unnecessary things in life. Also, I think the idea of a summer dance is stupid. I have better things to do."
"So bitter Miss Sullivan. I think you're just scared that what happened at your last dance experience will happen again."
Chloe shot him 'the look', "What do you know about...you know what it doesn't matter."
"I'll talk to him Chloe. I have a feeling he might want to go with you. I mean he hasn't asked anybody yet."
"That's only because Lana hasn't thrown herself at him completely."
They both looked at each other and laughed. "Mr. Luthor, I believe this is the first time I've seen you laugh."
"Well what can I say, you must bring out the best in me."
TBC
