Reality Sinks In-Part One
Notes: I'm really happy with how the first part turned out. I hope the second will be a good story that you all like to read. In case you missed my first part it is entitled Nothing Left and can be located by clicking on my link on the top of the chapter. The first chapter starts in the middle of their junior summer and Lana is still in Paris. So enjoy!
Clark walked up the stairs of the loft after a long day of chores and laid down on the couch. He didn't even realize it was Sunday and it was a minute to nine. When the clock hit nine the phone rang.
Clark: Hello.
Lana: Hey You.
Clark: Oh, hi. How are you?
Lana: I'm good. I got an A on my last sketch and the weather is really great here. How's home?
Clark: It's good. It's being really . . .hot lately. Chloe is in Metropolis with her cousin, Lois. She's busy stalking the Daily Planet editor and going to Met U frat parties and getting toasted.
Lana: Sounds like she's having a good time. So . . .what have you been up to?
Clark I've been hanging around the farm a lot, doing chores. I pretty much work, walk around and I've gone to Metropolis a few times to visit Chloe.
Lana: Has your speed come back?
Clark No, I drove. It's a lot slower but it works.
Lana: I'm sure it'll come back sometime.
Clark: I'm not really worried about it. It's kind of refreshing to act normal and it's easier not having the hero complex all the time. I can act like a regular Joe.
Lana: You should feel normal for a change. You've done so much for other people with your abilities you deserve a break. . . .So other than that there are no big things going on at home?
Clark: Not really. Are you having a blast in Paris?
Lana: Yeah. It's amazing here. The museums are amazing and the food is great. Plus, I found this great cappuccino place that I go to everyday now. My apartment's fridge is so full from left overs from these great places.
Clark: Meet any hot french . . . . .
Lana: Clark, you ask me that every time we talk. No I have not met any hot guys.
Clark: I was going to say girls.
Lana :Ooh you're smooth.
Clark : Why thank-you.
Lana: . . .I miss you.
Clark: I miss you too.
Lana: Really?
Clark: Yeah. Who would think a place like Smallville could get boring?
Lana: Obviously people who've never lived there.
Clark: They don't know what they're missing.
Lana: So have you decided if you're going to tryout for the football team this year like you've talked about?
Clark: You know my dad won't approve for all those reasons.
Lana: You don't even have your abilities back yet and you're still strong and healthy. You should do what you want. Plus, it could get you to college for almost no money.
Clark: I don't know what I'll do. My dad will say if I get good grades then I can get a good academic scholarship instead of an athletic scholarship.
Lana: Where do you think you want to go?
Clark: Another question I don't know the answer to. Pete and Chloe are applying to Met U so that might be a good idea.
Lana: Well it'd be nice to have the gang together. . . .Alright, we'll have to finish this conversation next time because I have an early class tomorrow so I need to do my homework and get to bed.
Clark: Okay you overachiever.
Lana: That's me.
Clark: Love you.
Lana: Love you too.
Clark: Goodnight.
Lana: Goodnight Clark..
Clark hung up the phone and put his hands over his face. Every time he hung up the phone after talking to Lana, he felt like the wind was getting knocked of him. He missed her more after every conversation. The only way to lessen his pain was to sleep and dream about her. He got up to go back to the house to go to bed and he spotted a book on the table. It was a scrapbook that Lana had sent him from Paris. It had about a hundred photos of them together, photos of Lana, and photos of Pete, Chloe, Lana, and himself. Reading this before bed made him feel much better. He'd just have to bide his time until she came home.