School at the end of the week

Chapter 5

"The woman is psycho. She's totally stressing out my mom. She doesn't allow television or music above three volume notches. She even gets up earlier than my dad." Clark said to Lana in Physics class. "Plus now the two of them are in a feud since she told him told him that'd she'd stop at nothing until she got my mom to leave him and take me and Chelsea with her."
"Wow" Lana said "Well at least she goes back home tomorrow morning."
"Thank God." Clark sighed.
"Mr. Kent, would you mind escorting Leah to the nurses office?" His teacher interrupted, "She is feeling faint."
Clark did as he was asked and helped the girl over to the office.
"Hi Nurse Edna" He said entering the waiting area outside of his schools small nurse's office.
"Clark Kent? I haven't seen you in my office for quite some time now. Everything alright?"
"Oh I'm fine." He said "Leah feels bit weak."
"I see." Nurse Edna said "Well why don't you come with me dear." She took Leah into a room in the back. Clark was on his way out when he saw Chelsea walking out of an examining room.
"Hey Chels. You okay?" He asked.
"Clark, h-hi." She said nervously.
"Are you sick kiddo?"
"Sick? No I'm fine."
Clark could tell she was nowhere near fine. "Chelsea what are doing in the nurse's office if you're fine?" That's when he noticed the paper bag in her hands. "What's in there?" He asked. Chelsea looked down at the bag as if she was seeing it for he first time too. Clark was beginning to worry and grabbed the bag out of her hands.
"Clark, wait!" Chelsea said, but he had already seen its contents. He held up the birth control pills in disbelief.
"It's not what you think." Chelsea said.
"Oh really?" Clark scoffed. "Because I think these are birth control pills."
"Clark."
"This is unbelievable. How could you do something like that? You're a kid." He said pulling her into the hallway
"I'm not a kid. We've been over this Clark. What happened to the whole 'when I'm ready I'll know' stuff you told me?" Chelsea asked.
"You're in some baby freshman fling for a month and you lose your mind. That's real mature Chelsea. Obviously, I had more faith in you than I should have!" Clark said, instantly regretting his harsh words. He wasn't really even mad at Chelsea as much as he was disappointed in himself.
Chelsea thought of a million and one things to say, but she knew if she so much as opened her mouth, the hot tears beginning to form would fall from her eyes. She shook her head vigorously and ran down the hall.

The living room

The room was ice cold and not just because Myrtle liked a steady room temperature of 42 degrees Fahrenheit. Chelsea and Clark couldn't even look at each other, Jonathan was all but ready to rip Aunt Myrtle to shreds, and Martha was left to play hostess.
"Martha darling, I'm still a bit warm. Be a dear and turn up the air conditioner. I'd ask Jonathan but I wouldn't trust him with such a big task." She said sarcastically.
That was the point when Martha cracked. "Myrtle, you can treat me like crap and talk down to me all you want. But if you ever, even for one second, think of bullying my family again the way you have this week, I will personally see to it that that check you get from my father every month disappears and you end up in some horrible rest home designed just for people like you. I've put up with your acts for too long now." Everyone was tense, unsure of how to react.
Myrtle got up out of her chair and said "He he! Turns out my little Martha has some spunk in her after all. Okay I think I'm ready to head to the train station. Lovely seeing you all. Come along now dearie." She pointed to Martha and walked out of the house.
"Wow." Jonathan said.

Clarks room

Clark watched a movie on his computer after dinner when he heard a knock on his door. "Yeah?" He called.
Chelsea opened the door. "I left my history book in here." She said unemotionally. She found the book and was about to leave the room when Clark stopped her.
"Chelsea, how long are we going to do this?" He asked and got silence for a reply. " Listen," Clark continued, "We both said some things we didn't mean…"
"Like what?" She said, "Because I don't remember saying ANYTHING I want to take back. In fact I don't remember you letting me say anything at all."
"Chels, I… I didn't know how to react. I'm sorry about yelling at you and making you cry. And I'm sorry if it came out wrong, but I just didn't know what to say."
Chelsea thought about it and Clark was right. Under the circumstances, she'd probably have done the same thing. "Why didn't you tell Mom and Dad?" She asked.
"Well, I figure you've had enough yelling for right now." Clark explained. "But be prepared kiddo. Dad is gonna blow his top when he finds out."
"He wont find out." Chelsea said.
"Oh trust me he will find out." He sighed.
"No," she started "I mean he wont find out, because there's nothing to find out."
"Sex is a pretty big secret to hide in SMALLville." Clark joked.
"I didn't have sex Clark." Chelsea said. Her brother gave her a sideways glance as if to say, "explain" so she did. "I got scared because…well…Ivey Geller's pregnant and she doesn't know who the father is and she doesn't know what to do." She spurted out.
"Wow." Clark said in disbelief.
"So I panicked and I went to the nurse and I went on the pill."
"Wow." Clark repeated.

Breakfast
"Clark!" Martha called up to the next day. "Chelsea will you go get your brother."
"Sure Mom. Hey can you sign my permission slip for gym?" She asked on the way up. Chelsea knocked on Clark's door and to her surprise found him up and dressed when she opened the door. "I didn't think you could superspeed that fast."
"I didn't" Clark said "I was actually up on time today." He said giving her a smile.
"Chelsea April Kent! Get down her right now." Jonathan commanded.
Both Kent kids came down the stairs. "What's wrong Mom?" Chelsea asked.
"I went in your book bag to find your permission slip and I found these instead." Martha said holding up the birth control pills. "What the hell is going on?"
"Mom, I didn't… It was just a precaution."
"A precaution?" Jonathan scoffed. "Here's a better precaution. NOT HAVING SEX!"
"Dad we're not having sex." Chelsea said.
"Well I don't know many other things you need to be safe from pregnancy from." Martha said.
"I'm not taking them. I just… it's complicated." She sighed.
"Oh we have time." Jonathan said.
Chelsea explained that a friend of hers was in some trouble and it scared her. She told them she was planning on returning them to the nurse's office. The story calmed Martha down much more than Jonathan.
"You're grounded." Jonathan said angered.
"But Daddy…"
"Chelsea April you are lucky I'm still letting you date this boy, don't push your luck." Jonathan warned.
"Yes sir." Chelsea said, knowing better than to further anger her father at that point. She and Clark headed for school

School

"You went on the what!" Tyler asked when Chelsea told him.
"Please don't yell. I've already been yelled at. I get it. I know it was stupid. I know I'm a big dumb stupid idiot, okay. I get it."
"No you don't. Chels you're not dumb or stupid. I'm just surprised you didn't tell me." he said.
"I didn't want you to think…"she stopped. "What I mean is… Tyler, I'm not ready."
"Oh." Tyler sighed.
"You're mad at me aren't you" She said.
"I'm not mad."
"Then you're disappointed?" she asked.
"Truthfully," he said "I'm not disappointed. I'm not ready either. I mean, you're beautiful, and hot, and… I love you." Chelsea looked up in shock. They'd done the usual "love ya's" when they said goodbye, but they'd never said those three words.
"I love you too." She said kissing his neck (a little trick she realized drove him crazy.) He countered by blowing on her ears (he also knew her secret weakness'.) "Mmmm" Chelsea moaned. These were the times when she wished she was ready. She looked down at here watch "Damn it." She sighed. "I gotta go.."
"O come on." Tyler groaned. "It's only 3:15. Clarks probably got Torch stuff for a while anyway."
"My dad's picking me up cuz I'm grounded. "
"Well that's gonna be a long ride home."
"Shut up"

In the Car

"I got a 94 on my lab report." Chelsea said trying to break the silence. "So did the tractor parts come in today?" Jonathan just looked at the road. "Daddy please don't give me the silent treatment."
"Well your mother told me to try not to yell at you." He said.
"Dad I promise you, we haven't done anything. I know you know that I'm telling you the truth." She said.
"It doesn't make going on the pill the right decision." He sighed.
"I know. And I'm fully prepared to face the consequences of my actions. Plus when I went to return the pills I brought Ivey with me. She's gonna call her parents and they're all gonna talk…I just feel so bad about disappointing you and mom." Chelsea said.
"Chelsea, yes, we are disappointed with your choice, but we know you're a good kid. By taking responsibility for your action you're showing maturity. I'm glad you and Ivey both decided to do that." Jonathan put his hand on Chelsea's shoulder.

After two weeks of extra chores, no phone/computer and only seeing Tyler at lunch during the school day, Chelsea was finally free.
"Hey!" She said as she enterer the loft.
"Someone's looking a bit more spry." Jonathan joked.
"I finished my chores, let's go Clark." She smiled.
"Go where?" Jonathan asked.
" The Tallon to meet Pete and Lana and Chloe and Tyler. I told you this morning and Chels cleared it with mom." Clark said.
"I haven't been anywhere besides school and home for two weeks. Oh how I miss the outside world. Do they still laugh out there? I miss the laughter." Chelsea said sarcastically.
"Come on." Clark said.

The Tallon
Lana handed Clark his iced coffee. "So you're no longer a jailbird, huh Chels?" She asked.
"Nope." Chelsea smiled. Besides Lana, Clark and Chelsea were the first to arrive. Chloe got there a few minutes later. Chelsea was less than patiently waiting for Pete and Tyler to get there.
"Is it just me or has this school year been a bit bland?" Chloe said.
"It's not just you." Lana sighed. "I would kill for a good party. You know, a chance to just unwind. You know who had the best parties. Whitney. In fact I think we kissed for the first time at one of his parties."
"Really?" Clark asked. He thought about it for a second. "Actually my parents are planning on going to a small business convention in Metropolis this weekend and I was thinking of having a few people over."
Chelsea was not blind. She saw where this was going but didn't even bother opposing the idea. She knew her brother and he wasn't really the "party throwing type" (except for that one time when he… threw a party.) Then she remembered this was Lana Lang she was dealing with. The Lana Lang her brother would do anything for. That got her a bit worried. The day she got her freedom back he decides to throw a party. She was just about to interrupt when Tyler and Pete walked in.
"Hey guys." Tyler said sitting down at the table next to Chelsea. "What's up?"
"Clark was just telling us about his potential party" Chloe said.
"Whoa. Clark, man, do you really want to throw a party?" Pete asked. "I mean not to say your bash freshman year wasn't a success, but your parents didn't seem very happy about it."
"It's just an idea." Clark said.
"Hey, let's go for a walk." Chelsea whispered into Tyler's ear.

"So what do you think about this whole party idea?" Tyler asked.
"Its beyond stupid. There is no way I'm getting grounded again because my brother wants to have a party." Chelsea sighed. "I've been away from you too long as it is."
Tyler kissed her hand. "I agree. Still it might be fun."
"Until my parents find out, which they ALWAYS do. I remember once Clark wanted to go out to go see an R rated movie with Pete and Greg Arkin, but Dad said no so Clark snuck out. But when he tried to sneak back in it was one o'clock and my parents had already found out. My dad goes to sleep and about 9:30 every night so he was already super grumpy and then he found out Clark disobeyed him. I still don't know how my father did it, but Clark didn't sit normally for about two days. My dad doesn't have a good temper for that kind of thing."
"What do you mean you don't know how he did it? Your dad's a big guy." Tyler said confused. Chelsea just shrugged. She figured it was best not to tell him that by the time Clark was nine he was ten times stronger than Jonathan.
"Midgie pie!" They heard in the distance.
"That's Clark. We gotta go" Chelsea said heading back over to the Tallon.
"He calls you midgie pie?" Tyler asked.
"Shut up." She said lightheartedly hitting him " Don't you have nicknames in your family?"
"Yeah, but midgie pie?"
"Clark's always called me midget and midge and midgie and, yes, occasionally midgie pie."
"Okay…Midgie pie." He laughed. "Hey can I get a slice of that midgie pie."
"I'm two seconds away from kicking your ass." She joked.
"Oh no! I've upset midgie pie!"
"Call me midgie pie again and see what happens." She said mock threatening him as they walked back to the rest of the group.

"Hey." Clark said as the two love birds walked in. "So what are you guys doing this weekend?" Both Chelsea and Tyler shrugged.
"Great! You can help set up for the party." Pete said.
"No problem." Chelsea said then quickly added, "oh wait I forgot I already made plans."
"What plans?" Clark asked
"Well I planned on not getting grounded again this weekend. Yeah so setting up for a party YOU want to throw, even though you know you'll inevitably get caught, that's really not gonna fit in my schedule."
"Oh come on Chels, it's not gonna be that many people."
"You mean like you're "intimate" party your freshman year that ended up trashing the whole house?

The Car ride home
"But Clark it's a stupid idea. I'm staying at Ivey's if you throw a party." Chelsea said
"Come on Chels. If you spend the night at Ivey's house her parent's will call and your mom and dad will suspect something." Pete said.
Clark looked over at Chelsea "Please kiddo. Please Please Please Please Please Please Please…"
"Okay, okay" Chelsea sighed.

Next Saturday

"Chelsea! Clark!" Jonathan called down to his children as he loaded the suitcases in the truck.
"There's enough money in the coffee can for one large pizza with two toppings for dinner. If you don't want that there's some pasta in the fridge." Martha said quickly kissing both of her kids on the cheek as they left the house.
"Mom, breathe." Chelsea said "We'll be fine."
"I know… but just incase call at any time."
"Martha we have to go or we'll get stuck in traffic." Jonathan said.
After another three goodbyes Martha and Jonathan finally left the driveway and Chelsea and Clark started prepping for the party.

The loft 7 o'clock

The party was going great. Chloe was having fun flirting with a senior named Hunter Reed who was incredibly hot. Pete was playing a more mature version of seven minutes in heaven with Caroline Breshner. Lana and Clark were having yet another will they/won't they moment (A/N I hate those I just wish they would do something). Everyone was having a great time… everyone except Chelsea. Tyler had gotten sick the night before and she was left with nobody to hang out with. She was headed back into the house when someone tapped her on the shoulder.
"Hey Chels."
She turned around to find Nick Nordan. He was in two of her classes, but she really didn't know him. "Hey Nick." She said.
"Where's Ty? Still sick."
She remembered Tyler and Nick were on the same basketball team. "Uh yeah. He's still sick."
"Well this is a great party." He said. Then he quickly made a move, kissing her and grabbing at her.
"Stop it!" She gasped trying to get away. Nick stifled her with his hands as he pawed at her. "Please. Stop!" she cried. She didn't know what to do. She closed her eyes and bit down hard on his hand. He whimpered and she screamed, but when she opened her eyes she didn't see Nick. It was like he just disappeared.
"Chelsea!" Clark said running to her. She collapsed into his arms. "Oh my God. Chelsea talk to me." He was now beginning to cry "Please baby sister. Tell me what happened." She mumbled something before crying again. Clark stroked her hair and begged her to tell him what was wrong.

A/N Pretty long I know! I hope you like it though.