Chapter 2: Dating

Clark closed his eyes and took a deep breath. He walked back over to Lana "Would you like to dance…with me?" Bad idea Kent, you can't dance What else was he supposed to say, he hasn't been in that position before. He definitely didn't want to offer her a drink, it was loaded with alcohol. Lana quickly pepped up and took his inviting hand. "Sure."

Clark led her to the dance floor facing her trying his hardest to be smooth, but instead he wasn't looking where he was going and tripped over someone humping the floor. He didn't fall but he made a complete ass of himself. Kerry tried his hardest not to laugh, Jeff and Chloe didn't, they were cracking up together

That did not just happen That did not just happen He said to himself hoping and wishing that he was dreaming.

Lana chuckled softly. "Are you ok?"

"Yeah, I'm fine." He said avoiding all eye contact. "Come on," She tugged at him and dragged him to the dance floor." He stood still, still embarrassed but Lana quickly sidetracked him when she began to dance around him, while her hands got friendly with his chest and stomach. Gah, he is so sexy. I can feel every muscle.

She realized that he wasn't moving. "Come on Clark, aren't you gonna dance?" She stared at him, he gave the I-don't-know, I'm-not-sure look.

Lana automatically knew what was going on. "You can't dance, can you?" She asked curiously and he shyly shook his head no.

"Aww. All you have to do is move your hands and feet to the beat; feel the music." She gave a demonstration; Clark hesitated at first but then gradually began to catch on.

They must have stayed on the Dance floor, for God knows how long. It was getting late and Kerry had to play the mature one and announce "Party's Over." Everyone awed and booed but eventually got out. The music stopped and so did Clark and Lana, Clark was quite disappointed. He hadn't had that much fun with a girl since Lois. Lana slowly pulled away from his arms. "I should go. Chloe's already knocked out cold. We have class in the morning…or later this morning." She looked at her watch 2:30.

Kerry and Jeff watched them hoping Clark would make a move.

"Ok." He rested his arms at his side. "Maybe I can take you out sometime?" And he did!

Oh, no. Did I just ask her out? Take it back before she answers…maybe she will say no. He said to himself regret he ever asked her, he was getting deeper and deeper with this girl. She was so alluring.

"I would love that." Lana accept with a causal smile trying her best not to look eager.

Damn…don't do it Clark, don't… "How about I take you out for breakfast?"

"Ok, where do you suggest?" She came closer to him, their pelvis almost touching. He knew exactly where she was and swallowed hard. "How about Ihop, it's my favorite?"

"Sure Clark Kent, I would love that. I will be by Tomorrow at nine."

"Ok." He said with a huge smile.

"Bye, Clark." Lana went on her very tippy toes and gave him a kiss on the cheek. He blushed and smiled again. "Thanks." She turned and walked away with the switch of her hips, leaving the young Clark mesmerized. Jeff woke Chloe and followed Lana.

As soon as they left, Jeff and Kerry came to congratulate him with huge smiles and laughs. "Damn Clark, what did you do? She is hooked…did you see the way she walked away?" Jeff patted him on the chest.

"Clark I don't think you can handle her, she maybe too much for you. But I saw you doing your thing on the dance floor. You a real stud now Farmboy. I'm proud of you." Kerry said.

Clark just smiled and nodded, he was wiped out. That Lana was no joke, she got him feeling so many things inside. Although his mind forbade him to seeing her again, his heart couldn't wait. He said his goodnights and went to bed leaving Jeff and Kerry to clean up.

Sunday finally came and Lana arrived at his dorm about 5 minutes after nine, to Lana being on exact time would make her look a bit eager. Eager was a no, no for her. She was dressed casual, jeans and a light lime green Paris tee shirt. Kerry opened the door still in his pajama bottoms and invited her in. "Hey, Lana. Are you here for Clark?" He said with a knowing smile.

"Yes." She looked around for him. "Where is he?"

"Getting dressed, he tried on at least 8 outfits." He shook his head. "Do you want me to go get him?"

"No. I will, where is his room?"

Kerry pointed to his room, Lana nodded and walked to his room. She knocked on the door.

"What do you want Kerry?" Clark asked in loud and annoyed tone. Kerry pissed him off mornings always asking where stuff is not to mention he was already frustrated he couldn't find something to wear. How many times did Kerry need to be reminded of where the cereal boxers were, how was he suppose to know what Kerry did with the remote and how was he suppose to know where Kerry's shirt was or what homework he forgot to do.

"It's Lana."

"Oh." He opened the door quickly not even thinking he just wanted to apologize for his tone. "I'm sorry."

Lana just nodded while her eyes scrolled his body. Strong chest, nice abs, huge biceps, He was too hot.

Clark felt her glare and looked down, finding himself only in his briefs. He quickly covered himself up with the shirt in his hand. "Sorry, I didn't realize." He began to blush.

"It's ok." It's more than just OK Its GREAT She walked into his room without permission and looked around a bit. Plain, desk, messy bed, books, laptop, picture of his mom I suppose, no naked girls. Good enough! She said to herself. "Kerry tells me you have a problem in picking out your clothes for this morning?"

Clark continues to hide behind his shirt. "Umm…yeah?"

"Ok well, let me pick." She walked to his closet and began to look through it. Flannel, plaid, flannel, sweaters, plaid, jeans, blue jacket and a red jacket "Do you have any t-shirts?"

He pointed to the top draw. "Cool." She walked over and opened it. White tees, black tees, blue tees and red tees She got it! "How about this white tee…" She took it out and dropped it on the bed before going back to the closet. "…With your white and blue plaid shirt, along with these blue jeans?" She threw them all on the bed.

Wow, this girl is good. She's even picking out my cloths, the only women that does that for me is my mother

"Yeah, that's fine. Thank you." He answered, still hiding behind his shirt as he walked over and grabbed up the blue jeans from his bed. They both stood silently for a while. "Umm…I'm gonna change now."

"Ok." She laughed a little before walking out.

Clark decided for him not to use his powers to get dressed although he knew that she was waiting, he figured that it would raise some suspicion. He really didn't use his powers often, because Jeff and Kerry always surrounded him. He mostly used it the Farm, every weekend he went to help out his mom. She was alone during the week and it was hard for her to take care of the farm by herself, she would normally leave all of the mechanical jobs for Clark. He grabbed his wallet and walked out to find Lana sitting on a chair next to Kerry who was eating cereal.

"Ready."

Lana got up and walked closer to him. "Wow, I love your outfit! Did you pick that out yourself?"

He smiled. "No, a beautiful girl helped me but I don't really remember her name…Lane, Lauren, Lacey something like that."

She smiled. "Come on." Mental Note: He's witty
Ihop

A waiter a lot older than Clark and Lana escorted them to their table. "This is where you will be seated, I will give you time to order." He walked away. Lana doesn't sit, Clark sees and remembers that he has to pull out her chair. He quickly rushed over and pulled it up and she sat with a smile. Clark pushed her in before taking his seat across from her. "You're a gentleman …most guys would ask me why I'm standing." She smiled at him and he smiled back briefly.

"Honestly, I almost forgot. I haven't dated in a while." He admitted.

"How come, girls should be flying after you?" She took her menu and began to scope for something to eat.

He began to blush. "Umm...I don't know." He lied. Lana knew this and looked up from her menu. Her face wore a concerned expression. "Someone broke your heart, didn't they?" She asked, and watched as his expressions change as he readjusted himself in his seat. "It's ok, I have been hurt before, and it's ok for you to move on."

The waiter approached them. "Hello Clark, and…."

"Lana." She answered.

" Are you guys ready to order?"

Clark waited on Lana to reply he wasn't sure if she was ready or not.

"Clark what are you getting?"

"My usual which is 8 pancakes and eggs." He said nonchalantly. Lana gawked at him "8 pancakes!"

He chuckled. "Well a big guy like me gotha eat." I bet you do Lana said to herself.

"I'll have what he is having." She told the waiter who looked at her with the same expression as Clark's.

"Are you sure?" The waiter asked and Lana nodded. "Ok, what would to like to drink?"

"Orange." Clark answered. "Apple." Lana replied and the waiter smiled and walked away.

"So 8 pancakes, are you sure you're not getting ahead of yourself?" He asked a bit concerned.

"If you can do it, I can do it." Lana answered and poked her tongue out at him. He shook his head with a small smile. They sat silently for a while and Clark was contemplating whether he should tell her about Lois or not. It was best to tell her so that everything was out in the open yet he didn't want to tell her because then everything was out in the open. He was so confused! He decided it was best to get acquainted before telling her about his past girlfriend.

"So tell me about yourself?"

She looked up at him. "Well, I was born in Metropolis. Daughter of General Sam and Stephanie Lang, my mother died when I was 5 and at 12 my father sent me to boarding school in Paris because he was too busy to take care of me. I grew up, I'm now back in America attending an all girl school and I'm here with the nicest guy in the world."

"Thanks…I'm sorry about your mother, I know how that feels."

"You do? How so?"

"Well my father died when I was 14, I had a lot more time with him but it's the same pain."

"Where is your mother?"

"She lives on a farm where she raised me, every weekend I go to help out."

"That's so sweet?"

"Well I kind of view it as my responsibility but sweet is nice."

She smiled. "Do you have a job?"

He pepped up and Lana saw something like a sparkle in his eye. "Yeah, I do. I work at the Daily Planet…well right now I'm just the coffee boy but once school is over I can get a internship, then a job in about a years time."

"No way! You work at the Planet, I'm going starting a job there as soon as this semester is finished."

"No way! How weird is that! How did you get the job?"

"In back in Paris along with college I worked for this prestigious newspaper called Le Noir et Blanc Vrai, which means the Black and white truth (something like that). When I moved back here a few months ago the first thing I did was take an English version of my portfolio to them and Perry White himself offered me the job and of course I excepted.

"That's great." I will be working with her, how luckily I'm I? he questioned himself. Very Lucky.

Their food finally came and Clark couldn't help but watch her eat. Number one she was sexy and number two it was hilarious to watch try her hardest to eat every last bite. "You can stop. You don't have to prove anything?" Clark's own plate was cleaned off, not one crumb remained yet he was still hungry. Luckily human food couldn't make him gain weight otherwise he would be over 500 pound, most of it would come from his mother's cooking.

"I can do it." She lied, Lana looked down at her plate and saw that she had 3 more pancakes. I can't do this I can do this Why I'm I doing this? Just eat it, impress him Clark watched on as she continued to eat, she looked like she was about to hurl. "Why are you do this?" he asked still amused.

"Cause I want to show you I can." One more left She inhaled and diminished it two in takes. Once it was over she leaned back against her chair and groaned while Clark praised her with handclaps.

"I didn't think you could do it, you surprised me. I have never seen any woman eat so much."

"Well I guess you met you match today big boy." She smiled and rested her head on the table.

Clark blushed again. Did she just call me big boy?

The waiter came and Clark paid a whole 18 dollars and he left his usual 2 dollars tip. He went over to Lana and pulled out her chair gently. She got up and all Clark feels is warm brown stuff all over his white tee shirt.

Oops

Oh My God This can't be happening This better not be happening Lana slowly opened her eyes and watched as the brown goo from his shirt dripped to the blue carpeted floor. Clark cringed at the sight of it. Gross he thought. "I should go to the bathroom and clean this up."

She nodded trying her best to avoid his beautiful eyes. "Ok, I should go clean up, myself."

"Meet me back here?" he asked

"Yeah." He nodded and awkwardly walked to the bathroom as he held his shirt from the bottom. Clark tried his hardest to balance the remaining puke from falling on the floor. People all around stared at them in disgust quickly loosing their appetites. Trying not to pay attention to the crowd she gathered herself and walked to the girl's room.

Lana watched her reflection in the large mirror and she looked as miserable as she felt. Lana couldn't believe that she vomited on her hott date. What an idiot Instead of impressing him, I grossed him out.

She knew that Clark had been nothing more than kind to her, he put aside his shyness and personal matters to date her, he danced with her all night long and lastly he took her out to breakfast. Lana sighs How do I repay him? She asked herself. I barfed all over his WHITE tee shirt She felt like crying there was no way he would want to date her now.

Lana turned on the faucet and splashed her face with cold water continuously. After she reapplied her makeup and popped 4 Listerine strips her mouth, determined to get the vomit off her breath. She took a deep breath and prepared herself to face him.

She walked out and found the Bust boy cleaning up the mess. She looked around for Clark but didn't find him, she walked and stood at their meeting place.

Moment's later Clark came out of the bathroom and into Lana's sight. He wore just his plaid white and blue shirt and he held his white tee in his hand. Clark approached her. "Are you ready to go?"

"Yeah." Lana answered in a soft tone, still embarrassed. Clark could feel a decrease in her energy to him she felt a bit distant and she was. They walked out of the building and got into her Jeep, Lana remained silent and so did Clark. Neither of them knew what to say she took of in the direction of his dormitory.

Minutes passed by. Clark felt like he was going to die because of the silence, he wasn't sure if she was mad at him or at herself. Women was not his subject. "Are you mad at me Lana?" He asked timidly.

"What? No way!" She was shocked that he would ask that question Mad at you Is that possible? She asked herself.

"Oh. So then why are we not talking? If it's about the vomiting thing, it's ok…yeah it was gross…but things happen."

She smiled. "I feel like such an idiot."

"Don't worry I feel like that all the time, you'll get use to it." He smiled at her with one of his heart warming and charming smiles; Lana glanced at him and punched him on the shoulder playfully.

"Ouch, why did you do that?" he asked pretended to be hurt as he held his abused arm.

"Because you're too charming."

"That's a bad thing." he laughed a little.

"Yes!"

He smiled again. Lana seemed to be doing that to him lately.

Outside of Clark's Dorm

"I had a great time, even though I puked all over your clothes." A quick flash back of the incident came to her and she shook her head still in disbelief.

"I had a great time too, although you ruined my shirt. It was fun seeing you force to eat 8 pancakes not to mention the scrambled eggs." He smiled, but he didn't want her to leave. He was having so much fun with her and learning so much about her. He was almost forgetting that he had a major secret to deal with and that he couldn't let the relationship go too far.

"Well… I… should… go." She said reluctantly and drawn out.

"Ok."

"Bye." She turned around and began to walk away slowly.

Invite her in Clark Invite her in pleeaassee He begged himself. Show some balls Kent

She continued to walk slowly hoping that he would call her back and he did.

"Wait Lana?" He called after he urgently. "Would you like to hang out with me?"

She smiled brightly. "I was hoping you would ask." He opened the door and she walked in, Clark followed after he and closed the door. By the sound of things they both knew Kerry wasn't home, Clark definitely wasn't sure if he could handle being alone with a girl as beautiful as she was, it didn't matter how shy he was. Flashbacks of her dancing on him would come right back to his mind and he might just loose it.

"I guess Kerry's not home." Lana observed before taking a seat on his couch. "Wow your Dorm is really huge." Clark plopped down beside her.

"Well Kerry is Star running back for our football team, and I got here on a full scholarship so…I guess that's how were so lucky. Do you live in a Dorm?"

"Nope. I live in an apartment with my cousin Chloe Sullivan. You meet her at your birthday party, remember?"

"Yeah…she seems nice."

"She is…so Clark why don't you play any sports? You're built and very tall." She turned to face him, resting her left leg on the couch and planting the other on the floor.

"I use you play football in High School as the starting quarterback…I actually shattered all of my school's records, this college offered me the starting position." He boasted with a confident smirk.

"Why did you stop playing?"

"I realized that College football wasn't for me, it's to much pressure, plus it was very hard for me to control my p…" he stopped his sentence realizing what he was going to say. "Control my life."

She nodded. "So you were really popular huh? I bet you that cliche captain of the Cheerleading squad girlfriend." Lana giggled but stopped once she realized Clark's seriousness. Hit a nerve

"I did actually, her name was Lois Lane."

"Is that the one that hurt you?" She focused her glare toward his green oceanic eyes.

"Yeah." He said faintly and barely audible. "But I don't want to talk about it." Clark knew that it would lead to why they broke up, he knew that that was something he could not tell her.

"It's ok. How about we watch TV." She suggested.

"How about we take a nap, right here on this couch and watch TV later?" All night he was up doing a 5 page article for his journalism class so he figured a nap would be the best way to catch up on sleep and get closer to Lana without having to talk about anything.

"Sleeping together already?" She said with a smile on her face. He smiled back before realizing that the both of them couldn't fit on the couch. "We won't be able to fit, I'll take up to much space."

"I'll make it work." She got up completely and motioned for him to lay down flat. Then she got on top of him, making Clark blush all over. Lana adjusted herself so that her back was against the cushion while her right leg and arms draped across him.

"Com…Co…Comfortable?" Clark was finally able to ask after a few stutters.

"Yep." She said playfully before resting her hand on his chest. Ah, he is so hott!

He felt her thigh resting right on his package he wanted to scream. This girl is amazing Clark said to himself. He closed his eyes and tried to forget it, he rest his chin on her head and went to sleep.