Chloe hustled into her first class that morning with a goofy expression on her face. The previous night with her Whitney had been simple, but amazing. They had fallen asleep outside under the stars with his arm wrapped around hers. She had woken up to find him gazing at her with an expression that was foreign to her. As soon as she woke up he had turned his gaze, but for that split second, it had almost been like he had been...admiring her. 'Nope, no way. I was just dreaming.' Whitney had helped her up and had driven her home late that night. He had even walked her to her door. She had gone to bed with a smile and woken up with a smile.

"Well someone is having a good morning." Pete's friendly voice broke through her thoughts and she laughed.

"A good night, a good morning, a good day, possibly even a good week!" He raised his eyebrows and leaned in. "Tell me Tell me!" She smiled and pulled out her books.

"Nothing, I'm just in a good mood is all." He rolled his eyes as if to say, 'Yeah Right.'

After class Pete and Chloe walked to her locker. "So Chlo, are you sure this sudden happiness isn't because of a certain person."

"Like who?" He smiled and leaned against her neighboring locker. "Oh I don't know, maybe a popular blonde haired football player? Hmm?" She blushed and playfully hit him on the shoulder.

"Shut up Pete. I have to go to class now." With that she ran off leaving an amused Pete staring back at her. 'Yep, she digs him.'

Dave watched Chloe run off with a scowl on his nasty face. 'What is SHE so happy about? She doesn't deserve anything. Stupid bitch. I should just go ahead and get rid of her.'

"Hey Lana, Clark did ya'll notice anything different about Chloe today?" Pete sat down with a silly smirk on his face. The couple who had been working on their homework in the cafeteria shrugged their shoulders.

"Um, no...she seemed normal to me." Clair replied. "I haven't even seen her yet, we have class next. Why?" Lana questioned worried.

"Oh, she just seems a little happy...maybe about Whitney?" Clark laughed and Lana smiled.

"Well Pete, Whitney was acting happy today in math. You think they like each other?" Lana was ecstatic. 'Oh, if they were together that would be so CUTE.' She thought.

"Um...I doubt it guys. Hello? This is Chloe and WHITNEY!" Lana and Pete rolled their eyes.

"Clark you can be so thick. Those two are practically best friends now. And every time I see them together I can see it! They really like each other. I just know it." After Lana's tirade Clark's face was even more confused.

"What? You just asked Pete if he thought they liked each other. How do you know?" Lana smiled firmly.

"Woman's intuition."

Whitney stood in the hallway scanning for the small blonde that was bound to be walking towards him any moment. Just thinking about her made his heart pump faster. He hadn't really fallen asleep the night before. He had just stayed up, staring at her. Millions of thoughts had rushed through is mind at once that night. But all he knew was that he had enjoyed every moment with her from the time they got to his house to when he walked her to her front door.

"Hey Whitney!" He smiled and grabbed her arm. "Hey Chloe, you wanna go get some lunch together?"

"Sure, hold on I'm gonna put some of these books in my locker."

They were seated and had started eating when Dave walked up. Chloe rolled her eyes at him and looked down at her food.

"Hey Chloe, hey Fordman."

"Um, hey Dave." Whitney didn't know why Dave had come over but he knew he didn't like it.

"Chloe you want to get some dinner?" "No thanks Dave." "Well you wanna go back to your office and uh...you know..." Chloe's mouth jumped open. Not by the comment (cause she knew Dave was an ass), but by Whitney's reaction. He had jumped up and lunged himself at Dave. Both boys hit the ground hard as they started to pummel each other's faces in.

"Whitney, stop it!" Chloe cried not wanting him to get into trouble over her. All of the sudden, as if he had just appeared, Clark was in the middle of them. "Guys, stop!" Whitney told Clark what Dave had said and Clark's gaze grew dark. Now Dave was scared. Clark and Whitney were staring at him like they were gonna tear him apart. Lucky for Dave, the principal had stopped the fight and had escorted all three to the office.

"I really hate that guy." Chloe mumbled before finishing her food and heading toward the Torch's office.

At the end of the day Chloe walked out to her car and didn't see Whitney's truck. 'He must have been sent home. Shoot.'

"Chloe!" She turned to see Lex walking up the steps. "Lex! Hey." He smiled and gave her a hug.

"So how is everything?" She sighed and told him the happy night they had and the fight.

"I remember that guy. Your dad beat his dad out for the management job. My dad said he didn't have enough credentials or something. The last we heard, he kind of just dropped off of the face of the planet."

"What? Oh wow. Maybe that's why Dave is such a jerk to me." She instantly shivered thinking about Dave and his cold eyes.

"Chloe do you have a ride?" She shook her head.

"If you want to wait I'll give you a ride. I just have to go talk to the vice-principal about some more field trips to the plant."

"Thanks Lex, but I think I'll just go ahead and walk. I need the air anyway." He shrugged and smiled.

"If you say so. See you later." They parted and Chloe started her trek down the stairs.

After about fifty feet from the school she started to feel cold and looked behind her. Nothing. It felt as if someone had been looking at her. 'Chloe, it's nothing! Stop.' All of the sudden she was grabbed from behind. The last thing she remembered was dropping her bag before everything went black.