He also has been thinking more about racing and how he can get into it. After his chores, he comes up with an idea to practice up on his skills. Clark borrows his dad's tractor and goes out to one of their empty fields. He measures out a quarter mile and plows the grass and weeds away. After a couple passes, it's down to the bare dirt. Clark pulls the tractor off to the side and stops. He starts inspecting his work and a burgundy jeep liberty stops on the drive, a few yards away from Clark. It's Lana and she gets out.

"Clark, what are you doing?" She asks him, walking over.

"Oh, uh… I was plowing the field." Clark says, kind of embarrassed for some reason.

"I didn't know you start out by plowing circles." She says with a smile.

"Actually I'm making a track. I want to get into racing somehow, just not sure how." Clark tells her.

"I heard about your trip. I didn't know you were into this racing stuff." Lana tells Clark.

"Yeah, I'm still kind of new to it though. But, I need to decide what I want to do with my life." Clark says.

"You and me both. What do I have? Waitress skills and a couple months at an art and fashion school. I have nothing holding me anywhere, I should be doing something." She tells him.

"Don't forget reporting skills. Chloe's rubbed off on us." Clark says and she gives a laugh. "No seriously, you'll find something Lana."

"Yeah, eventually." She agrees.

"So how is the job hunt going for Jason?" Clark asks. Her smile fades.

"His dad wants him to come to Metropolis and work for him, Jason wants nothing to do with it. And I feel like I'm in the middle of it. He knows he needs a job, but he doesn't want to leave me. I love Jason and all, but I don't know where this is going. I left Paris thinking I would never see him again and now he's back wanting a serious relationship. I just don't know if that's what I want." She tells him.

"Really?" Clark asks surprised, his eyes widening. This is all news to him.

"I left Paris for different reasons. I kind of think one of the reasons I left was because I was afraid of what was becoming of me and Jason's relationship." Lana says.

"Lana, I know I haven't had much time to talk to you lately. Is this what you wanted to talk to me about the other day?" Clark asks. Lana walks up closer to him.

"Yeah. I guess that is why I came over now. I just started driving, not knowing where I wanted to go. Clark, you're the only one that has time to listen to the problems that make up my life." She says, stepping a little bit closer and looks up at him. Clark is kind of uncomfortable with this sudden close moment, but the last thing he wants to do is push he away. What they both don't know is there is a set of eyes on them from across the field. Sophie watches closely. She knows that it is Clark and Lana and she can tell how close they are to each other. There just close friends, she reminds herself.

"I will always have time for you." Clark assures Lana.

"The biggest reason I left Paris is you, Clark. You are the only one that I know cares about me." She says and puts her hand on his arm. She is sick of waiting. Sick of settling for Jason and sick of this Sophie girl. Clark is what she wants. Clark is what she needs.

Sophie sees this from across the field, and that is it. She is going to give Lana a piece of her mind. Clark is hers.

Dense Clark just looks at Lana. Of course he has no idea what Lana is trying to do.

"Sophie." Clark says, watching as she walks toward them.

"Ok, now. I have always thought nothing of it, you talking to my boyfriend. You and Clark are just friends, there's nothing going on." Sophie says, angry.

"Sophie, there is nothing…" Clark starts to tell her.

"I'm talking to her, Clark." She says to him and points toward Lana. "What do you think? That I'm just going to sit here and let little miss perfect lure my boyfriend to her? I don't know what you were saying, but I know the point of it." She glares at Lana.

"Excuse me?" Lana asks, giving a half laugh. "Maybe you're forgetting something, I have a boyfriend. Clark and I are friends. So whatever you thought was going on, you're wrong. I thought you were nice, but your nothing but a b!tch." Lana tells Sophie. Nobody gets away with calling ME little miss perfect. Clark just stands there, shocked at these two girls that he cares about going at each other, over him. That and it's not everyday that sees Lana with an attitude, and not be possessed by anything.

Sophie stands there with her mouth slightly open and a look of disgust on her face. Lana had enough and she walks back to her jeep, and drives off.

"You just stood there and let her talk about your girlfriend like that?" Sophie asks Clark.

"What! You're going to say that to me, while you talk to her, my friend like that? This is your fault for coming over here." Clark tells her.

"And what would have happened if I didn't? One more second and her lips would be all over yours!" She yells at him.

"Nothing would have happened! Lana and I are just friends, just what she said." Clark tells her.

"Whatever Clark. I know what she was doing. And you're just defending her." She says and walks away.

"Sophie! Come on, talk to me." Clark calls after her.

"I'm done talking." She says and continues to walk.

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The next day at school, Clark heads straight for Sophie's locker to talk to her. He sees her and she looks terrible. She is still amazingly beautiful, but Clark can tell she isn't happy.

"Sophie, we need to talk." Clark says to her.

"Yeah, we do. Yesterday wasn't good." She says to Clark.

"I know. You need to understand that Lana and I are always going to be friends. If you can't accept that, maybe we shouldn't be together." Clark tells her.

"I'm sorry, i just don't want anything to get in the way of us being together." Sophie says with a smile.

"I hate you being mad at me. Can we put this behind us?" Clark asks.

"How is this for an answer?" She asks and gives him a soft kiss.

"Perfect." He smiles. Lana walks up.

"Sophie, I wanted to apologize." Lana says to her.

"Apologize to yourself." Sophie tells her and walks away.

"I'm sorry. I tried talking to her." Clark apologizes to Lana.

"It's fine." She says, disapointed. Yep, still a b!tch

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