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Chapter 10: Shimmer.
Don't you ever wish you can become invisible? Where you can spend one whole day without anyone knowing where you are? Well, I can tell you that Sarah Kent, Brianna Arkin, and Allison Harper would not like to be invisible. I don't blame them, but if I was invisible, I would pour the cafeteria's soup special on my crush's girlfriend. Sadly, I'm not invisible, and sadly I'm such a nice goodie-goodie girl who won't do such a thing. Anyway our story for the entry takes place at Smallville's Track, where High School and Junior High students were running the mile. Some were even at the Blood Drive stand signing up, to give blood. And guess who was running it? Our very own Lana Lang. Unforunetly, Junior High kids couldn't volunteer, so they were stuck huffing and puffing their lungs out.
"How many more laps?" Allison panted as she slowly jogged.
"Just one more lap," Sarah said taking it easy.
Brianna groaned.
"That's what you said two laps ago," she whined.
Soon, the trio finished their part of the mile, and slumped to the ground as the coach each wrote down their times.
"Kent," he said. "Congratualtions. You've just beaten your record: 10:41,"
"Thanks," Sarah breathed.
"Arkin, Harper. Good job. You're doing better: 10:52 and 10:56,"
Allison and Brianna looked at each other, nodded at each other to acknowldge their accomplishments, and sat down exhausted with their farm friend.
After school, the girls were back in their newspaper room, typing articles as usual. Brianna got the one about the science club competition (Not like she cared), Sarah was typing an interview she had with the Teacher of the Year, and Allison was posting up some pictures for the front page. Suddenly, a little icon on Sarah's computer showed.
"We've got an instant message from Chloe!" she said, getting the girls attention.
Immediately, Brianna and Allison rolled their chairs to Sarah's desk, as Sarah clicked on the icon to reveal Chloe's message.
Got another Wall of Weird story. Better come to the Beanery after school so we can discuss it.
TTFN
Chloe and the gang.
Sarah sighed as she closed the window
"Another day in Smallville," she said as they got the backpacks.
So they all got ready and walked outside of the school where Chloe and Clark were waiting for them outside by Chloe's car. They Jr. High kids had to go into the backseat unfortunetly, while the high school duo got the front seat. Mostly when you go into the front seat, it's mainly because you want total control of the radio while the driver is concentrating on the road. Luckily, the girls had two of their best friends in the front seats and both of them had good taste in music. Clark turned it on the the most popular radio station in Smallville. Most of the songs that came on were the ones the girls knew. The rest were just fresh out of the case. Poor Clark and Chloe had to listen to the girls sing along to the songs. Luckily, it was only a short drive to the Beanery. The problem they were discussing was possibly a ghost problem. A boy named Troy got attacked by a weight shortly after the girls did their mile. Scary thing was, he didn't see anyone lift it up, and it stopped right around the time Clark and Pete went to see what it was.
"So you guys didn't see anything?" asked Brianna as they got their hot chocolate
"By the time we got around the corner, Troy was already on the floor," Clark explained.
"What about the voice her heard?" asked Chloe.
"What are you thinking Chloe? That the locker room's haunted?"
"Not unless the meteor rocks conjure up ghosts of dearly departed jocks, which I seriously doubt," Allison said.
"Hey," Sarah smiled. "It could happen,"
"Well," Clark grinned. "It's nice to see you guys still have your standards,"
Chloe agreed on that. There would be no way in the world that Chloe would give up her theories on the meteor rocks in Smallville and what they did to people.
"I don't have time right now," they heard a voice
Everyone turned their heads to see Lana and Whitney together. Lana was carrying a clipboard to the blood drive, and Whitney was talking to her, arms folded. It looked like a heated discussion.
"Look," Lana said. "If you don't want to help me with this blood drive, then just say so,"
"That's not it," Whitney reasoned.
"That doesn't look pretty," Chloe commented softly.
"Then what is it?" asked Lana.
"I really don't wanna talk about this right now, okay?" Whitney told her
"No, it's not okay. You have been avoiding me for a week. Every time I ask you what's wrong, you push me away...I'm worried about you,"
"Don't be. I just need some space,"
"...If that's what you wany, fine. But if you can't even confide in me, I don't even know why we're going out in the first place,"
Lana started to walk away from Whitney as Chloe turned around.
"Quick," she said quickly. "Pretend we weren't watching,"
Everyone at the table pretended like they didn't listen in on the conversation as Lana came by. Clark looked up as if he noticed that she just got there.
"Hey Lana," he greeted. "How's it going?"
"Not great," Lana admitted. "But thanks for the courtesy clueless,"
"Would it cheer you up if we offered to volunteer a pint tomorrow?" asked Chloe smiling.
"Let's find out," Lana checked her clipboard. "How about 9:45? That's open,"
"Cool,"
"There, better already. Clark, what time can we schedule you?"
Clark absent-mindly sipped his coffee, and eyed Sarah. She gave him a quick cut sign. Their parents have had this discussion before. He wasn't supposed to donate blood, because they don't know exactly which planet and/or galaxy he came from. Plus, if they find that his blood type was different than normal ones, scientists would be talking him away, and the Kents didn't want that. Clark looked at Lana, as if he didn't hear her question.
"We didn't pick a time for you yet," she explained. "When can I put you down?"
"Actually, I'm not sure," Clark lied. "...Can I get back to you?"
"Sure. Not a problem,"
"Well, I mean, I figure I could help out. You know, sign people up, pass out cookies..."
"That'd be great. Thanks,"
"Bye," the girls waved bye at their friend.
As soon as Lana left, Sarah spoke to Clark.
"OK, nice recovery," she said dryly. "But am I to assume that you offer to help isn't completely without and ulterior motive?"
"I'm just being a good friend," Clark protested.
"...OK-ay"
That night, as the Kent family was getting ready for dinner, Clark and Sarah were at the kitchen table during their homework, Martha noticed a pamphlet that was by Clark's Area Studies homework.
"Clark, what's this?" she asled.
"Blood drive at school," Clark explained. "Lana's runnning it,"
"Clark," Jonathon said as he came into the room. "You know you can't donate,"
"I know, dad. What am I supposed to tell her?"
"That you have a problem with needles," Sarah ponted out. "...Which technically you do,"
"Great. Not only do I lie, but I look like a wuss when Sarah gets her shots,"
Sarah made a face at her brother, and stuck her tougne out at him. Jonathon gave a warning look to Sarah and sat down next to Clark.
"Clark," he started. "I can't even believe I'm actually gonna say this but, I guess you can't always be honest with people...It's one of the prices you pay for your abilities,"
"That's why I volunteered," Clark told him.
"I'm sure it had nothing to do with the fact that Lana's running it," Martha smiled.
"Whitney dropped out,"
"So you thought you'd move in,"
"If he doesn't see how great she is, then he doesn't deserve her,"
There was a bit of silence in the kitchen until Sarah pointed the eraser end of her pencil at Clark.
"You know," she said. "He's got a point,"
That night after dinner, Martha asked Clark to drop off a couple of crates of white tulips to Lex's. Sarah, wanting to come alon so she could see the Scottish castle again, went along for the ride.
"So how exactly are you gonna tell Lana that you can't stand a date with a needle for the blood drive?" she asked as they pulled up.
"I don't know," Clark shrugged as he turned off the engine. "But whatever happens, I know I won't look like a total loser,"
"Because Whitney bailed out on her? Clark, I know they founght, but I'm not so sure it's your time to make a move,"
"Like you with Logan McCoy?"
Sarah narrowed her eyes as she got a crate of tulips from the back of the truck.
"How did you know that?" she asked.
"Come on," Clark smiled. "I always listen in on those late night conversations you have with mom on the weekends,"
"Clark, you cannot tell anyone about this,"
"Why?"
"Well, uh...take you and Lana for example. Everyone in Smallville High, and a quarter of Smallville Jr. High know that you've had a crush on Lana since you were seven,"
Clark thought a moment.
"Wait a minute," he stopped. "Did you say some people at your school know?"
"Yeah," Sarah said.
"...OK maybe it's best if we don't talk about this certain subject for a while,"
"A long while,"
Clark and Sarah agreed on that term and continued upstairs, down the hall, into Lex's war antique room. It was one of those rooms Sarah's never been in before. But you know what you see in a war antique room, right? Spears, swords, knights in shining armor on display. They found Lex on the ground looking under the couch. He must've known someone was in there because he looked up to find Clark and Sarah.
"Looking for something?" asked Clark.
"My watch," Lex said as he got up, took a tulip, and smelled it. "Tulips look great,"
"Yeah, you cleaned us out," Sarah explained as she put a crate down. "Mom said if you wanted more, you'd have to call Holland,"
"They're Victoria's favorite,"
Sarah smiled. Lately, Miss Victoria Hardwick, the woman she met at Lex' Gala during our last adventure, has been staying with Lex at the Luthor mansion.Clearly, she thought they were getting close. Very close. Suddenly, she felt something, and BAM! The crate of tulips were down on the ground. Odd thing was, no one touched it.
"What was that?" asked Lex.
Sarah didn't know. But she and Clark decided it was their imagination, and bent down to pick the tulips off the floor with Lex's help/
"You and Victoria must be getting pretty close," Clark remarked.
"You seemed surprised," Lex smiled.
"She just doesn't seem like your type,"
"Relationships aren't always about love, Clark. Sometimes they're about mutual bonds. Not every girl is Lana lang,"
"Sorry...it's none of my buisness really,"
"Well, believe what you guys want," Sarah said as she put the tulips in a more safer spot. "I'm still gonna keep my standards to where my knight in shining armor can see them,"
Lex chuckled as Clark coughed something like "Logan". Sarah glared at him.
"I thought we had this discussion right before we walked through the door," she remembered.
"Sorry," Clark laughed. "I couldn't help it,"
"Clark, need I remind you that some people in my school know about your crush with Lana,"
"OK, you didn't have to go there. I won't do it again,"
Lex laughed again.
"I admire your standards," he said to the two. "Don't lose that,"
Since Lex helped them with the tulips, the least the Kent kids could do was help him look for his watch.
"You know," Clark said to make conversation. "I decided to fight for Lana,"
Lex, surprised, stopped looking for his watch a moment, and looked at Clark, his arms resting on a chair that came below his shoulders.
"Good for you," he commented. "Why the new attitude?"
"I decided to take the advice of a good friend,"
Lex smiled, laughing a bit, as he looked around some more.
"Don't you have another watch?" asked Sarah as she looked under the coffee table.
"I've got hundreds," Lex explained. "This one's special. My mother gave it to me right before she died,"
"Wow," Sarah got up to her feet. 'That is special,"
Clark, as usual, knew what to do. He used his X-Ray vision to scan the room to see if he could find any kind of watch that Lex might've overlooked. To their misfortune, their was none.
"I don't see it," he announced.
Lex looked at Clark curiously.
"What are you?" he asked. "Part bloodhound?"
"No,"
"We live on a farm," Sarah smiled, covering for Clark. "We're pretty good at finding needles in haystacks,"
Lex smiled at the young farm-girl.
"We'll go check the library," Clark suggested. "Come on Sarah,"
"We'll be back Lex," Sarah promised as she followed Clark.
Sarah and Clark walked through the elegant passageways though the Luthor Maniosn, and they came to a room where most of their conversations with Lex happened, and will happen in future adventures. What they didn't expect to happen though, was to find Victoria Hardwick on Lex's laptop going through his files. No one said anything as she quickly logged off. They stared at each other for a brief moment, until BANG! There was a huge noise that could've woken up the whole mansion in one second, and if it was lucky, half the town. As it continued, Sarah and Clark ran out of Lex's library/office, with Victoria following, curious to see what was happening. On the way, they met up with Lex, who had obviously heard the noise too. But when the quartet came upstairs, they saw a door with a blinding light shining through it. It continued opening and closing with a loud bang on each close.
"What's going on?" asked Victoria.
"Wait her," Lex said to her and Sarah.
As Sarah stayed behind with Victoria, Clark and Lex walked slowly toward the door. Their hearts were pumping a mile a minute as they drew closer. Lex cautiously put his hand on the doorknob, and suddenly, it stopped. The blinding light dimmed, and the rattling had stopped. When he turned the doorknob however, it opened by itself, and Lex felt something push him against Clark. Victoria and Sarah let out a short scream, but regained their composure as they followed the boys into the room. When they walked in, feathers from pillows were floating around, like dust in the air. Lex turned on the light, which oddly to him happened to be a black light, and they saw weird things. Spray paint was everywhere with the words "Leave" "Go" "Don't come back" or "Get out". Everyone knew that they were dealing with something that could not be touched or seen
The next day, there was yet another meeting at the Torch office, with the Jr. Torch members combined. Chloe was putting up a picture of one of the words from the wall in the room from the other night, on the Wall of Weird.
"Doesn't leave much room for interpretation," she commented as she pinned it down.
"It was pretty weird," Clark answered. "I mean, the door was shaking. When we got close, it blew open. Lex said he felt something brush past him,"
"Maybe the Scottish castle came complete with a poltergiest," Allison said.
"The police say it's vandels,"
"They don't know many ghosts who write in spray paint and own a black light," Sarah commented.
Clark and Sarah smiled at Allison, who just scoffed playfully.
"So," Brianna started. "How's the blood-drive?"
"Actually, Lana and I are getting together tonight," Clark said proudly.
"At her place?"
"Yeah,"
"That's very romantic...Just remember Clark, once you cross that line, you can't hide behind the cloak of friendship anymore...Proceed with caution,"
Later, the girls, who were still playing "Scooby Doo and the Mystery Gang" with their ghost problem, were in the JT room when the phone rang.
"Can someone get that?" Sarah asked as she typed on the computer.
As the phone continued to ring, Allison and Brianna did a round of "Rock, Paper, Scissors" to see who had the terrible fate of answering the phone. They both got paper.
"Drat!" Allison exclaimed. "All right, what do we do? 2 out of 3?"
"No," Brianna protested. "I got it. We'll draw sticks..."
"Heck no! I always get the shortest one!"
As they continued to argue, Sarah picked up the phone.
"Don't everyone pick it up at once," she said sarcastically before answering. "Hello, Jr. Torch Office. Sarah Kent speaking,"
"Hey," It was Clark. "I need you to check something,"
"Hang on. Let me pull up another browser here...All right. What do you want me to 'google'?"
"Something called Amplodipine Besylate. Two 'i's' on Amplodipine, and one 'y' on Besylate,"
"Hold up,"
Sarah typed the long medical words. Luckily, she spelled it right because when she hit the "I'm feeling lucky" button, it gave her the information she needed: Word pronunciation, how to take Amplodipine Besylate, and what it was used for.
"Here we go," she said. "Amplodipine Besylate is used for high blood pressure and chest pain. You take it once a day. What's going on Clark? Someone at the high school having chest pain problems?"
"I don't know," Clark admitted. "I saw it in Whitney's bag. Can you email the information to me?"
"Hang on,"
Sarah did as she was told, sent the information to the Torch office, and said "Bye" to Clark. After she hung up the phone, she started to get worried about Whitney. Why did he hace that medication in his bag? Was this why he was keeping so distant from Lana? She looked at her friends, who had listened in on the conversation.
Note to Self she thought. Try and find a facility where they have rehab for Brianna and Allison's eavesdropping.
"What's going on?" Brianna asked.
"That was Clark," Sarah explained. "He thinks he's found out why Whitney isn't talking to lana,"
"What is it?"
"He saw a heart medication in his bag. He doesn't know if it's for him or someone else,"
"Well it's pretty unusual for a freshman to get heart problems," Allison commented.
"He didn't say it was for Whitney. We don't know yet,"
The room got silent for a while, until Allison got her bag to go out.
"Where're you going?" asked Brianna.
"I need sugar," Allison sighed
Allison sat at a table at the Beanery chugging down hot chocolate. We all know she had a crush on Whitney, but right now she felt sorry for him. Whatever was going on with his life must be pretty bad. She put her head in her hands, and sighed.
"Hi Allison," she heard a chrippy voice.
Allison looked up to see Amy Palmer. Amy was a blonde haired freshman, who's family was on the house staff at the Luthor mansion. Not to mention, she had a huge crush on Lex. Allison put on her best smile.
"Hi Amy," she said. "Everything okay?"
"Yeah," Amy said as she sat down next to her. "Just, you know, all the weirdness at the mansion. Everything was fine until Victoria got there...Oh, well, you're Lex's friend. What do you think of her?"
"Actually," Allison smiled and winced a bit. "I don't really know her that well,"
"Mmm...Well, I think I figured out why she's sticking around. I saw her in Lex's bedroom going through his things,"
"...What were you doing in Lex's bedroom?"
At that, Amy turned beet red.
"Helping my mom," she said, embarassed a biut.
"And Victoria didn't see you?" asked Allison.
"...No...See, Lex is the only one who ever treated me like I was there,"
Words echoed in Allison's mind. And possibly, she might've found that their ghost problem at the Luthor Mansion, might not be a ghost.
Later that night, Allison asked Clark to drive her over to Lex's house to ask him any questions about his "ghost" problem. Clark said he would, because he had something to tell Lex about Victoria. If you remember correctly, when Sarah and Clark were searching for Lex's watch, they found Victoria on his computer, possibly going through secret LuthorCorp files. They entered the office, where they found him sitting in the very same desk, on the very same computer that Victoria was using.
"Clark. Allison," he greeted. "What brings you over so late? Doing a little ghost-hunting?"
"No," Clark smiled a bit. "Allison came here to talk to you about that, and I came here to talk to you about Victoria...Where is she?"
"She's taking a bath. Why? Is there a problem?"
"Last night, when me and Sarah were in here, we saw her...I really don't know how to say this,"
"She was going through the files on my computer?"
"..Yeah. How'd you know?"
"Very little happens in this house without my knowledge,"
Allison laughed a bit.
"Heh," she said. "Kind of like my parents. You don't seem very upset about this,"
"We're playing chess, Ali," Lex smiled. "It's a game,"
"Okay...but who do computers have to do with chess?"
"Allison," Clark smiled. "It's an expression,"
"Whoops,"
"Like I said," Lex smiled again. "We've known each other a long time,"
"Well," Clark started as he and Allison sat down. "You don't love her. She goes behind your back. Why do you want to keep her around?"
"It's complicated. Thanks for the heads up,"
Clark sort of smiled.
"That's what friends are for," he said.
"Then," Allison shifted her eyes. "I guess I shouldn't even bring up the fact that Amy Palmer's got an obbsession with you,"
"It's a teenage crush, Allison," Lex chuckled. "Nothing more. Hey Clark, how goes your new Lana initiative?"
Clark sighed.
"I founf something out about Whitney," he explained. "I saw a perscription in his bag for Amlodipine. It's a--"
"Heart medication," Lex finished.
Allison leaned back in her chair at that. Jeez, either Smallville really is a small world, or he really is that smart! Lex looked at them, sort of in a sad way.
"My mother was on it before she had her surgery," he explained.
"Is that what--"Allison stopped herself from saying the wrong words. "I'm sorry,"
"She was sick for a long time, Allison. The watch I lost...my mom gave it to me when she knew it was getting close. She found a Napolean franc from 1806 and had it made in the face,"
"Why Napolean?" Allison started to get interested.
"Did you two ever see the painting of Napoleans Coronation by David?"
"No," Clark answered.
"Napolean's mother couldn't make it to his coronation. But when he comissioned it, Napolean told David to paint her in as if she were there, right in the center. Even though she couldn't be there physically, he brought her into his life by sheer force of will. There to share in his greatness,"
"Wow," Allison smiled. "That's a good story,"
"It's a good watch,"
Allison soon forgot about the questions she wanted to ask Lex, and started to go with Clark, so that he could drive her home. But as they were walking down the hallways, Clark soon heard struggles from upstairs. Without telling Allison, he supersped up there. It took a moment for Allison to notice he was gone.
"What the--,"she stammered. "Clark!"
Allison ran all the way upstairs to an open door, that was obviously broken into, thanks to Clark. She found him covering up a wet Victoria with a silk robe, who was coughing like crazy.
"You're gonna be okay," Clark reassured.
Suddenly, Clark felt something push against him, sending him into a mirror, crashing it into broken shards. Allison looked at them curiously as she walked in. Her reflection was in all sorts of different places. Suddenly, she felt something brush past her, and she saw a shard of the mirror break in half. Od thing was,nothing touched it. And the door slammed by itself, scaring her a bit. She looked back at the broken shard again, and gasped. Blood was all over the sharp edges of the glass along with some green gooey stuff. Looks like their ghost is pretty much flesh and bone after all.
The next afternoon, Clark, Chloe, and the rest of the gang, were in the Torch room, examining the broken glass.
"It's definetly blood," Clark stated.
"Doesn't exactly fit the Casper paradigm,"Chloe commented. "Which means that whatever attacked you, Allison, and Victoria in the bathroom...was invisible?"
Clark gave her a look that might've said it could happen. He went to go get a sample of the blood as Sarah looked at the glass closely. She saw the green gooey stuff and got some on her fingers.
"What's this green stuff?" she asked as she smelled it. "It smells like roses,"
"I like roses," Allison said.
"Me too, but so does your average kissy-faced couple,"
As Sarah went to go get a sample, she noticed something very odd. Part of her fingers were missing.
"Uh...Clark," she said.
Clark looked up, as Chloe and the girls crowded around his sister.
"What happened?" he asked, coming over.
"I just touched it!" Sarah panicked.
"Whoa! This is so cool!" Chloe said. "I've got to take a picture of this!"
"Chloe!"
"What? Oh come on. You have got to admit that that is one of the coolest things you've ever seen,"
"Not when it's happening to me! What is this?"
"I don't know," Clark calmed her down a bit. "But if you rub that all over your body, you'd be invisible,"
Clark handed her a tissue, and Sarah began vigorously wiping the invisible goo off of her invisible fingers. When she was finished, she was back to normal.
"Whoa," Brianna whispered.
"Okat, so what's our next move?" asked Chloe as they walked outside the school. "Should we call the police?"
"And report an invisible person?" asked Clark skeptically. "We need a viable suspect,"
"Well, who's got a problem with Lex's British fling?"
"Amy Palmer," Allison answered.
"Her parent's are on the mansions house staff right?"
"Amy said she saw Victoria snooping around in Lex's bedroom. She said Victoria didn't see her,"
"No wonder,"
"Wait," Brianna stopped everyone. "Hold on a minute here. Didn't Amy give blood?"
"3:45. Station B," Clark remembered.
"Whoa," Sarah laughed for her brother. "You've got a freakishly good memory,"
"OK," Brianna said to everyone as she was leaving to get a ride from her dad. "I'll get the blood type on the broken glass and check it against Amy's,"
"Call us later?" asked Clark.
"TOP OF MY SPEED DIAL!"
Everyone looked at each other and smiled. They loved the way Brianna got information. Luckily, her dad was kind of a big help to everyone in Smallville. He always had connections. Which meant he could get the blood-drive's medical files on Amy.
Allison walked inside the high school to get a snack from the vending machines
"OK," she said to herself. "Chloe wants an Orange Fanta, Clark and Sarah want Dr. Pepper, and I want a Vanilla Coke. So that makes it up to..."
Allison stopped as she saw Whitney in the cafeteria reading a book. She sighed, walking in and sitting across from him. He didn't even look up to say "Hi".
"Whitney..." she said softly.
"Whatever it is, I'm not interested," Whitney snapped.
"What about Lana? You interested in her?"
Whitney finally looked up at her, frustrated.
"What is it with your buddy Kent, and my girlfiend, Allison?" he asked angrily.
"Nothing," Allison reasoned. "They're just friends,"
"You think I don't see the way he looks at her?"
"Well at least he pays attention. You've got the most unbelievable girlfriend in the world, and you don't even know it. What's your problem?"
"How I deal with my girlfriend is my buisness. OK? You can stop acting like a pshychatrist now,"
Whitney started to leave, when Allison spoke out.
"I know about the heart medication," she said.
Whitney stopped, and turned around to face the 6th grader. She sighed.
"What's going on Whitney?" she asked.
Whitney closed his eyes, and sat down again across from her.
"It's my dad," he explained. "He's been in Metropolis all week, you know, for tests,"
"Is he gonna be okay?"
Whitney sighed.
"Doctors don't know," he admitted.
"And you haven't told Lana yet, have you?" Alison asked.
"...She's been through enough pain in her life with her parents. I didn't want her to go through it with me,"
"...I don't think you give her enough credit," Allison said after a long silence. "She's strong. She'd probably understand better than anyone,"
Whtiney thought about it a moment, and nodded. She was right. He laughed a bit.
"Look at me," he smiled. "I can't believe I'm taking advice from a kids who won't be a freshman until my senior year,"
Allison smiled back.
"You can learn a lot from someone smaller than you," she said as she dug into her bag. "Want an Oatmeal Cookie?"
"Sure,"
"I always carry them around, cause I get hungry in my 4th hour class. I sneak a bite every time I get the chance,"
Allison took out the plastic bag, full of cookies, and handed one to the quarterback. He took a bite.
"You know," he said. "These are pretty good,"
"My mom made 'em," Allison said
"Really?"
"Yeah. She's a chef. She works in fancy restaraunts and everything. She even catered at Gala's in Metropolis one time. Before she married my dad,"
"Cool...you know, you're an all right little kid," Whitney ruffled Allison's hair. "I'll see you around,"
As Whitney left the Cafeteria, Allison smiled to herself as she finished her cookie.
That night, Sarah was walking upstairs to the loft when she found Clark lying on the couch, with his hands behind his head, looking up at the ceiling.It looked like things didn't go so well with Lana. Last night, before he and Allison went to Lex's, he and Lana werehad some blood-drive work to do, and he asked her to see the sunset from the loft. Instead of seeing the beautiful sun go out for the night, Clark to her, what Allison told him right after the conversation she had with Whitney. They had missed it. And earlier that day, he had discovered that not only Amy Palmer was really obbsessed with Lex, she also had a shrine to him, hidden in her jewlrey cabinet, and inside, besides the candles, and the rose petals, and the pictures, there was Lex's favorite watch. When Sarah heard about it, she shuddered. She sat down next to him as he sat up.
"How'd it go with Lana?" she asked.
"We're still friends," he anwered.
"Are you okay with that?"
"...No. But I think it's the right call for now,"
"Good call,"
Suddenly, Brianna came up to the loft, with papers in her hand.
"I got it!" she waved them in her hands and approached them. "Scoot over Sarah,"
Sarah scooted over, so Brianna sat in the middle between the farm kids.
"Okay, so, bad news on the Dracula front," she said. "The drop of blood on the mirror was type A. Amy Palmer was type O,"
"But she had a shrine to Lex in her room," Clark protested.
Sarah shuddered again.
"Flashback," she uttered darkly to her brother. "Don't say those words in a complete sentance again,"
"She may be a little Lex-obbsessed,"Brianna reasoned. "But she's not the one who tried to off Victoria. Check the paper,"
Brianna handed Clark the paper, and he and Sarah looked at it.
"Amy's blood type doesn't match," Sarah narrowed her eyes. "But look at Jeff's,"
"Her brother?" asked Brianna. "He's always been so quiet,"
"Practically invisible," Clark said softly.
"Uh-Oh," Brianna and Sarah said in unison.
"It's always the quiet ones," Sarah commented as she leaned back on the couch. "Well, I'm gonna sit this one out. Good luck,"
"Come on Brianna," Clark stood up.
Brianna jumped into Clark's arms and they supersped off, with Sarah watching.
"They're gonna need it," she mummbled closing her eyes.
Brianna and Clark were at thne Luthor Mansion, banging on the door. In just a few seconds, they had gotten there, hoping they weren't too late.
"Lex!" shouted Brianna. "It's me and Clark! Open up!"
Nobody answered the door. Clark gently pushed Brianna aside, and used his strength to bust open the door. When he was done, he picked her up again, and sped down the halls to the war antique room, where Lex was lying on the floor, unconsious, his hands tied behind his back. Clark put Brianna behind him, so she wouldn't get hurt. But he forgets: They're dealing with an invisible person. He tried to go towards Lex but suddenly, he felt kind of sick, and he was pushed back
"Stay away from him Kent," came an angered voice. "This is your fault too,"
Clark tried to us his X-Ray vision to see where Jeff was, but he couldn't make it out. The skeleton of jeff couldn't be visible enough for him to see.
"Jeff," Brianna figured out who it was. "What happened?"
"Chemistry," Jeff's voice spat at them. "Some plants don't absorb light, they refract it. I found a weird green rose on the grounds and I studied it. And then I used the oils to become what I've always been...to Lex, to the people at school, everyone,"
Clark pushed Brianna back against the wall gently, by a paint stand, that was being used to repaint the room sometime soon. Walking slowly, he tried to find Jeff. Suddenly, Brianna saw a mace from the wall floating around the air.
"Clark watch out!" she screamed.
Clark didn't catch Brianna's warning in time. Just as he turned around, the mace swung at him, smacking him across the face. Luckily, she was thankful for his invulnerability. The mace shattered into a million pieces, and Clark was pushed against the wall across from Brianna by the force of it.
"That's right!" Jeff's voice mocked. "I've heard Luthor talk about you. LIke you're somthing special. Well, I'm special too,"
Suddenly, Clark could feel arms wrap around his neck, trying to choke him. Brianan panicked. That green rose Jeff found was infected by meteor rocks, and the oils from it have the same kind of effect on Clark, just like it did in solid form. She looked around to see what she could do, but then she saw the paint on the top shelf of the stand. The cans were open, and she came to a plan. As Clark struggled to get his invisible enemy off of him, Brianna climbed up to the stand, and pushed the cans a little bit closer to the edge.
"Clark!" she called to get his attention.
Clark shifted his eyes toward Brianna, and immedietly he understood what she was going to do. With all the strength he had in him, he pushed Jeff off of him. Brianna didn't see, but she felt something push against the stand. The paint cans tipped over, spilling red and yellow paint to reveal the unconsious Jeff. Although she didn't plan to get herself tipped off. It started off as a little unbalanced wobble from the blow, but then she fell. Luckily, Clark acted quickly, and caught Brianna just before she hit the ground.
"You okay?" he asked.
"Thanks to you," Briamma sighed with a breath of relief as he put her down.
As Clark wrapped an arm around his young friend, the looked at Jeff, with paint all over him.
"Nice job," he said.
"You like it?" asked Brianna. "I was going with a DaVinci method, but I like this. It reminds me of Picasso,'
"I meant the plan,"
"Really?...Oh yeah the plan. Yeah, I thought it was pretty good myself. But then again, I am good to have around,"
That night, Sarah was walking upstairs to the loft in the dark, having two plastic yellow mugs of steaming hot chocolate in them. When she got there, she found Clark standing by his telescope looking very depressed.
"Either you look real bored, or real upste," she said putting the mugs on the table.
Clark looked up to find his sister, with a hand on his shoulder as she came forwrad,
"Whitney told Lana about his dad?" she asked.
"Yeah," Clark whispered. "...And now they're back togethor,"
Clark hung his head low a bit, in sadness. Sarah wrapped her arms around him, hugging, and he did the same thing.
"You're gonna get your chance with her Clark," she said. "I promise,"
(A/N: And that's the chapter! I am so sorry I haven't been able to update. I just got finished with the play, which had three full houses, and the only time I have ever been home was to eat breakfast and sleep. I'll try and not take so long for the next chapter. Review please!)