Title: Changing Places
Author : ash-mon89
Disclaimer : I own nothing but the idea. so not suing would be good. :)
Summary : same as before
AN: Once again thanks for all of the reviews, they keep me happy. :) This is a longer chapter, hope you enjoy!
BUZZ! BUZZ! BUZZ! That's the only sound that fills my room in the morning, my alarm clock. It's the one annoying sound that I can not stand so I slowly wake up to turn it off for my own sake. I take a shower and think about what I have to do today, and then it hits me. Yes! Clark has a game today and I get to watch him sweat and...you need to stop Lana. Now I'm looking forward to school, or at least after school. I get out of the shower and begin to get ready for school, and then grab my black Jordache back pack and fill it with my folders and books. As I skip down the stairs singing to my self I think of Clark again and a huge smile is planted on my face. I just can't help it.
"Okay Lana, Why are you so happy?" My aunt Nell is looking at me like I'm hiding something.
"Nothing" I try to assure her, she still looks at me like I committed a crime.
"Fine, would you like something to eat?" I walk up to the counter and grab a bagel with some cream cheese.
"Thanks, Nell" I give her a warm smile. "Um...today there's a softball and baseball game and I was thinking of watching it. So I won't be home for a while. Is that okay?"
"Of course you can go, thanks for letting me know. You know how I worry about you, have a good day."
"I will thanks" I walk out side and take a deep breath of fresh air while getting into my car. On my way to school I pass Clark's house, I check to see if there is any sign of him around. To my disappointment there isn't, and I begin to think about when we were little and he used to invite me to his loft. We would both have so much fun together and when we were about five Clark had the biggest crush on me, it wasn't until we got older that I began to feel those feeling for him. But by then it was too late and I had already lost him. I still have faith that he will find his way back to me and he'll be mine again, like when we were young. Before I know it I'm pulling into the school parking lot and the bell just rang so I need to hurry over to my locker. As soon as I get out my car I see Chloe.
"Hi Lana" she walks up to me and we walk into school together.
"Hey Chloe so how was the bus today?" I would give her a ride but she lives more than 20 minutes from me.
"Oh, horrible, but then again when isn't it?" Chloe is one of the most sarcastic people I know, and that's what I loved about her. Just then Pete decides to join us.
"Hey guys"
"Oh, hey Pete I was just telling Lana about all the fun we had on the bus." Chloe smiles at her own comment.
"Loads" I laugh at both of their sarcasm that I wish I had so early in the morning. Chloe is the first one to break the silence as we make our way to the hall.
"So Lana are you going to go to the baseball game today after school?"
"Yeah, I usually do Chloe. You should know that, I sit with you at every game."
"Oh, well we all know that you'll have fun watching a certain someone." Pete cuts in with this flat toned comment.
"What do you mean?" I pretend to have no clue what he's talking about.
"Lana we all know that you're head over heels for Clark and now that you guys are in the same class you probably think that you may have a chance. Which means that you'll be throwing your self at him every single chance you get." I begin to get angry because of this accusation that hasn't even happened yet.
"Pete please!" I say in frustration, taking a deep breathe to help calm my self down. "I really don't need this right now." I'm too angry to even wait for his response and just walk to my Spanish class as the bell rang. I quickly walk in and find a seat toward the back and it wasn't until about 3 minutes after, that Pete walked in tardy. We caught each others eye but I quickly looked away, I was still mad at him. He must know because in stead of sitting next me like he always does he decides to take a seat in the very back.
"Okay class we should begin on the piñatas so get with your partners and begin." I look over to Clark and he smiles at me as he slowly walks over to the empty seat beside me.
"Hi" he gives me that smile that makes me melt, and forget my own name at times.
"Hi Clark, so shall we begin?" I say somewhat sarcastically. We have a little laugh before I look up at the clock right above the door.
"We only have like 10 minutes so we shouldn't really try and finish this today." I happen to look in Pete's direction and saw that he was staring and Clark and I. I look back at Clark and still feel Pete's eyes on me but I choose to ignore him.
"Yeah, I just hope that I can bring the heat today." He looks a little unsure about his own abilities but I've seen him pitch before. He can throw the ball so fast that it's surprising that he hasn't been drafted for the professionals yet. I then decide to show a friend some support like all good friends do when the others in need of a confidence booster.
"Don't worry about it Clark I'm sure that you'll strike everyone out. Don't you remember the last game that you pitched? It was flawless." I was kind of yanking his chain but I knew that he could if he really wanted to. He smiled a great full smile before he continued.
"Thanks, so you going to go out there and support your favorite baseball player ." He emphasized on the word favorite which made me blush and laugh.
"Yeah, I love to watch Whitney Fordman sweat." he gives me a look that says WHAT THE HELL! I look at Clark and try and keep a straight face. It doesn't last very long. I laugh harder than I have ever laughed before and he soon joins me. The bell rings seconds later and we once again walk into the crowd of teenagers in the hall still caught up in a conversation.
"Lana do you know how Whitney claims to carry the team?"
"Yeah, Chloe over herd him talking to his girlfriend saying he's the only one who does anything on the team."
"Yep, well do you remember when he missed the ball last week?"
"How could I not remember? The ball didn't hit his glove, it hit his hollow head!" We're both laughing and people begin to stare but I don't car. Mona doesn't deserve a guy like Clark.
"Yeah, then after the game he said that the sun was in his eyes even though the sun went down like minutes before it happened."
"Ha! What a bad liar."
"He is, well I've got to go meet Mona at her locker but I hope to see you in the stands at our game. We need all of the support we can get." He places his hand on my shoulder before he walks away. I know that there was nothing hidden behind that innocent touch but I can't move. It was only a friendly jester, I try and tell my self, but my legs are numb like the rest of my body. Every part except where his hand was a little while ago. It feels as if it's on fire.
RING, RING, RING!
Damn it! I'm late again but at least this time it was for a good reason. The rest of the day goes by slow, way too slow for my liking. Finally the last bell of the day rings which is a sign or our freedom. I should probably go and find Chloe so we can head to the baseball field.
"Lana!" I turn to see who called out to me even if I already know who it is.
"Hey, Chloe so are you ready?"
"Yeah, and I have my car today so you don't have to take me. Oh, I have to grab my digital camera. I'll see you at the usual spot?"
"Sounds good to me. I'll see you there." I just about run to my car, I can't wait to get to the baseball field. What sane person wouldn't want to see Clark sweat? It's kind of hot today but that's fine, I brought an umbrella. Always be prepared is my motto. After ten minutes of waiting Chloe finally appears, looking frustrated.
"What's wrong Chloe?"
"Where to start. Well I went into the Torch to get my camera and when I got to my car I look inside and realize that I forgot a memory card. I walk back to get it and can't find my keys anywhere. After about a minute I remember that I left it by my computer in the Torch. So I go and look for a janitor to open the door and he couldn't find his set. Finally after 5 minutes of searching he finds it. I get the memory card and check to make sure that there's enough room for more pictures. Well guess what happened?"
"Was it full?"
"Yes!" She just about yelled at me. I had to laugh, I know I shouldn't but how could I help it.
"So Chloe, your having a bad day. We all do. " she looks at me as if I'm crazy.
"This bad?" She's probably right.
"The games about to start Chloe, so is your camera ready now?" She gives me the evil eye and slaps my arm. Not hard but just enough to tell me to shut up.
Clark runs out into the field with the rest of the varsity baseball team and the crowd goes wild. Literally. Last year our baseball team went to state and won. Clark has been on the varsity team of football, basketball, and baseball since our freshman year. Yeah, he's that good.
LATER ON...
The game's over and my throat is sore from yelling. I sound like a twelve year old boy going through puberty.
Clark...I mean the baseball team played a great game. I haven't felt that much energy from a crowd in a long time. Or maybe it was my own energy I was surprised to feel. Right now we're at the Talon, a local cafe were all the 'cool' kids hang out. I've been in here several times but only because of my caffeine fit. Chloe wanted to meet here after the game to interview some of the players, I had no trouble with that. Right now she's in the corner of the room interviewing Wayne the shortstop.
"Hello, hello, hello." he is such a dork, but a cute dork.
"Do you think you can help me with my homework Lana?" I think I know who that is. I turn around to see the one and only Clark Kent.
"That depends Mr. Kent, what homework would that be?"
"Uh, Spanish?"
"Well, what're you going to do for me?" He looks confused and I'm actually serious, cause I want to know what he'd do for me.
"I'm just kidding Clark, of course, you're my friend and I'd be more than happy to help you." I give him a warm smile that he returns.
"Good" He looks at the seat next to me as if waiting for an invitation.
"Clark, you know you can sit down right?"
"Yeah, I know that. Of course I know that. Jeez, it's not like we're strangers and I need your permission to sit." I just laugh at him and his cheeks turn a perfect pink before he sits down besides me.
"So you wanted help in Spanish right?" This seat is so small and I feel crunched up against him, which I don't mind and it seems it doesn't bother him either. I wonder what he's thinking right now, but then my thoughts are disturbed by him speaking.
"Yeah I just can't seem to get into it, and I just hate reading out loud because I can't even pronounce most of the words." I smile at him sympathetically, it's not that he's dumb because I know of several smart kids who weren't doing well in Spanish.
"Yeah, well I guess that some of us are just more talented than others." I begin to laugh at my own wittiness and he laughs right along with me.
"Clark, where's Mona?" I hate to ruin the moment but I've got to know if I need to watch my back or not.
"Don't worry Lana, her gang isn't going to jump you." Now he's laughing at me, hard too.
"Shut up!" He doesn't shut up, he just laughs even harder.
"Admit it Lana, you're scared of her."
"Well I know she can be a crazy hoe if she wants to." Now I'm the only one laughing...oh crap what'd I do? Way to go Lana! Jeez, you always have to ruin things don't you.
"I'm sorry Clark, I didn't mean to say that...I"
"Yes you did Lana, please don't lie to me. I know what everyone thinks about her but she's not that bad of a person." I always mess things up! Crap!
"Okay, maybe I did mean it , but I also mean this...I'm sorry." He won't even look at me.
"What's up Lana?" Who the hell's that? Oh, I know that voice.
"Hey, Pete." I say trying to not look him in the eye. I know he's one of my best friends but I'm still angry at him. He looks at Clark before he speaks.
"Uh...Clark man, do you mind if I take that seat?" What! I don't want to talk to Pete right now. Can't he take a freakin' hint.
"Sure Pete, I was about to leave anyways." No! What happened? I was actually having fun at this stupid thing. Why'd I have to open my fat mouth and I'm not suppose to.
"Bye Clark" I say to him but he doesn't even give me a slight glance. My eyes follow him until he goes to the other side of the room right into the arms of Mona Lotts. I never get a break do I? Now I've got to put up with Pete! Grrr.
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