Title : Changing Places

Author : ash-mon89

Disclaimer : I don't own anything except this story so please do not sue

Summary : The same as before.

AN: I forgot to mention that this is an alternative universe with no super powers. Sorry about that. Thanks for the reviews, I really appreciate it. This chapter is longer so I hope you enjoy. I was going to put this up tonight but got bored so yeah. If I get enough reviews I'll post the next part soon, it's already finished. So go a head and read it, hope you enjoy!

He slowly made his way to Mr. Maya's desk and reached into his back pocket, pulling out a folded white slip. After handing the disappointed teacher the tardy slip he looked around to find a familiar face. Right away a couple of the other jocks called him over to the back corner of the room and he rushed to meet them. Clark was always late to everything, dances, class, and even games without any explanation. Like most jocks he got special treatment, and as long as he made up his tardiness in the game, he didn't have any trouble from the teachers. That was the only part of Clark that was hidden from the public; he like all people has a mysterious side. It was because of this mysterious side, that most of his relationships went down the drain. Fortunately for him, his girlfriend had her own little secret. All of the girls in school knew that Mona Lotts was cheating on Clark with Sean Chase every Wednesday, when he was supposedly tutoring her. Mona Lotts, ha! Doesn't her name explain everything? He would never find out though because we girls knew how to keep a secret, at least for now. Just about everyone in high school loves Mona. I don't know why. She's such a selfish little bitc...

"Lana!" my thoughts are interrupted by a light push from Pete.

"What!" I shout a bit too loud and the some of the people class start staring at me.

"Ms. Lang, I was just telling the class that we were going to be starting a new project. There will be two to a group and you'll all have a week to finish your piñata." I look away embarrassed because now every one is looking at me.

"Okay Ms. Lang you'll be partnered up with………….." he looks at the attendance sheet "Mr. Kent" at the end of his sentence I feel a smile creeping onto my face. He started to randomly pair up other kids but I wasn't paying attention, my mind was set onto the fact that Clark was my partner. That would mean that I'd have to spend every Spanish class with him and only him for the next week to work on our piñata. I wonder if we'd ever become friends, okay Lana don't get ahead of your self, you two haven't even officially introduced your selves. Just then my thoughts were once again interrupted, but this time by Clark so I didn't mind.

"Hi, do you mind if we get started?" he asks looking down at me.

I try to play it cool "Yeah, you can sit down." I point to the empty chair in front of me. He sits down and now we are face to face and neither of us speaks, not knowing what to say.

He decides to break the silence "I don't think we've officially met, I'm Clark Kent." he holds his hand for me to shake and I gladly take it.

"I know, and I'm Lana..."

"Lang. Yeah, I know. " He cuts me off and I don't care. I can't believe he knows who I am. Me. Lana freaking Lang. The weird loser that's too shy to talk to anyone. I suddenly get lost in his eyes for a second and finally snap out of it to see my hand still clutching his. Hesitating, I take my hand back.

"So Clark what should our piñata look like?" I ask looking him in the face still trying to play it off like taking to him isn't the best thing that could ever happen to me, even if it is.

"Well I was thinking something like… a crow just to show school spirit?" He looks at me hoping that I'd agree. It's actually a stupid idea but how could I say no to him.

"Fine with me, we should really get all of our supplies or Mr. Maya will go nutso on us." We both laugh; and I get up to get the supplies.

"No, Lana let me get it just sit down and think about what we're going to do." I think to my self 'perfect gentleman' I smile and let him get all of our supplies.

Spanish has never been so fun we were laughing at our so called "crow" but it looked more like a rat. I'm not sure where we went wrong I wasn't paying to much attention. It was okay though, we had all week to work to on it. The bell rang which signaled that class was now over; Clark and I were still talking as we made our way out the door and into the hall. Some people were looking at us, but I didn't mind and it looked like it didn't bother him either. As I got to my locker we said our good byes and he headed off to his next class. He may not have known it but he just made my day, no my week. I was on top of the world and it seemed like nothing could bring me down; or at least I thought. As I was walking down the hall I felt someone pull me off to the side with a strong grip on my arm.

"Owe! What's your problem?" I look up to see the one and only Mona Lotts with an irritated face, this was the side most people didn't see. (Lucky me)

"What are you trying to do with Clark?" she shouts at me.

"Whoa, Mona just breathe. Clark and I are just friends, we're in the partners in Spanish." she takes a deep breathe before speaking.

"So that's it, nothing else is going on between you two?"

"No of course not, we're just friends." for now anyways. The bell rings which means I'm now late to math thanks to Clark Kent's jealous girlfriend. I try to turn and walk away before she bitch slaps me than I hear her speak again.

"I'm sorry, err…is it Lana? Well anyways Clark wouldn't be interested in you anyways." And with that last comment she turns to walk way, leaving me as low as I'm ever been in my life. I slowly make my way back to the office to get an unexcused tardy slip and begin to think about my reputation. I really don't have one, I've never really went out with a guy, I wasn't into popularity or anything. I was more of a get good grades person, I'm quiet in school. I finally make it to the office, get the tardy, and then go off to class still thinking about my reputation and how guys might see me. I'm not like most high school girls that dress like they're baby prostitutes. I show my body respect by dressing classy and some what like a preppy. There's nothing wrong with that right? I pretty much have one hair style, straight. I like it, it suits me. Maybe if I changed my appearance a little I might get the attention from Clark that I deserve. These thoughts only made my day go by slower and now I felt like skipping class and just going home. I wanted to go to home and into my room and lock the door, and forget about everything outside of those walls. My own little fortress of solitude, as I like to call it. I love picking up a new book and listening to relaxing classical music to make me feel better, it works all the time. Sure I was teased once in a while by a classmate for always walking around with a book in my hand; but there's nothing wrong with educating your self.

I was on my way to the school parking lot when a girl from my science class stopped me.

"Hey, Lana I heard Mona was yelling at you in the hall because she thought something was going on between you and Clark." I smile at the thought of Clark and me together.

"Yeah, I was just walking down the hall, the next thing I know someone's pulling my arm, and that crazy bitch began to yell at me." I continued telling my fellow class mate, Kadi.

"Lana I would really love to hear the rest but I should get out to the field before I cause the whole softball team extra circuits." I wasn't worried that Kadi would tell anyone. She's someone I talk to everyday about anything that pops into my head; I've always trusted her.

"Alright Kadi, have fun at softball."

"Always do Lana. Bye."

"Bye" I wish I could play softball, but I'm not very coordinated. I'd just embarrass my self in front of everyone. Then they'd have another reason to make fun of me.

"Hey Lana."

I turned to see Clark "Oh, hey Clark. Shouldn't you be at the baseball field for practice?"

" Yeah...look I heard what Mona did and I wanted to apologize." I think to my self once again 'perfect gentleman'.

"Don't worry about it Clark, it wasn't your fault and I'm already over it." He gives me a questioning look as if he knows I'm lying.

"Okay Lana, if you're sure."

"I am, I'll see you tomorrow." He waves before he meet the rest of 'the guys' talking to some cheerleaders, laughing. I walk to my car and throw my junk in the trunk before I head home, and I can't get my mind off of Clark. Tomorrow he has a home game. I'll probably go check him out...I mean it. As in the game. What? Don't look at me like that. I'm no stalker, I swear. Just because I know that he's the second batter in the line up doesn't mean anything. I wonder if Clark is just my partner in class or an actual friend? Uh…what are you thinking Lana he's probably just being nice. After I excited the school parking lot, I drove home lost in my thoughts for like the millionth time that day. Today didn't turn out all that bad and I could only imagine what tomorrow had in store for me.

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