Panes of Glass

by Krysia

Sometimes windows are made of small panes of glass. Each pane will give you a different view. Contained within are a series of drabbles, looking through the windows of the soul, one pane at a time. Each chapter is 250 words or less to fulfill drabble re

2. Party Hat

Theme: Party Hat
Title: Party Hat
Writer: Krysia
Fandom: Smallville
Rating: PG-13

Clark sat at a corner table at the Talon watching Lana flit around the various groups of students from school. A silly, glittery party hat was held in one hand and he absently twisted the elastic band with the other. His eyes followed her movements covertly. Granted he knew most of the students here tonight having gone to school with them for years. But few could he really call friends. He was always on the fringe, watching, waiting. He was here tonight only because SHE would be here.

He felt his arm being nudged and turned to the seat next to him. Cloe gave him a big smile. "Great party, isn't it?"

He nodded.

She gestured to the hat he was holding. "Clark, this is a party. Put the hat on. We're all looking silly here. You should too." The headband with the furry stars extending on springs bouncing with her movements nodded in agreement.

He shrugged. "I guess this really isn't my thing."

He placed the hat on the table before him and folded his arms across his chest. His gaze narrowed slightly as he watched Lana give Tom Withers a big smile.

Not that it would ever happen, but for her, he would put on the party hat.