Author's note: This is my first attempt to incorporate a song into a fic. Let me know if it was good or bad! Please review!
Chapter Eight
Alright, I drink more than you,
I party harder than you do,
And my car's faster than yours too!
Lex Luthor's Porsche sped along the stretch of road, maneuvering past small obstacles and gaining more speed. Another car came up behind, trying to get ahead. It was no match for the Porsche, which increased its speed and left half a mile between them, and reached the makeshift finish line.
The crowd clapped unenthusiastically. They were used to this outcome. Jax was taking it easy on Elle, the Porsche's beautiful driver. She was the only woman racing, and she was good, but everyone assumed that she was second rate. They all knew that once Jax realized that he wasn't going to get her, she'd lose.
He tried to make her his, night after night, week after week, and failed each time. Finally, he'd decided that he wasn't going to take it easy on her anymore. She was becoming arrogant; he had to teach her a lesson.
"She's here. Wait till you see what she's driving." Jax hurried out to see what the excitement was about. "What is her obsession with pink?" he said as he saw the car. It was a light pink, closer to silver, but it was still pink. She was also wearing pink; like she often did. Actually, the outfit was black, with pink stitches and stones in it.
P. I. N. K.
P. I. M. P.
I'm back again; I know y'all missed me
I'm so so sick, can't handle it
Yeah I talk s--t just deal with it
He was even more furious when he saw her get out of the car and flirt with one of the guys. He took a closer look at the car. It must have been pretty expensive. She'd even customized the rims.
My rims are 23 inch, and they're black on black
No, they're not his
The girls that came to watch the races were focused on what Elle was wearing. The stones on her shirt seemed to shine brighter than normal rhinestones. Elle just looked at them and smiled. She loved the attention, and knew exactly what they were looking at. She knew that they envied and hated her.
Diamonds all over my tee
You can try and try, you can't be me
Jax approached her, to make a wager she couldn't refuse. "Elle. How about a race," he said.
"How much?" she said.
"Fifty," he held $50,000 cash in his hand.
"That's a bit more than your normal wager, but it's still not enough. Not for a one on one, which is what you want."
"Okay, I'll double it." She smiled.
"You're on," she said.
So I cash my checks and place my bets,
And hope I'll always win
Even if I don't I'm f--ked because
I live a life of sin
But it's alright, I don't give a damn
I don't play your rules, I make my own
Tonight, I'll do what I want
'Cuz I can!
All the men wanted her, and watched her every move. All the women disliked her and badmouthed her every chance they got. Most of it was just talk; Elle partied hard, and raced, but that was all she did. She never did any of the skanky things that the other women did.
I know I'm rare, you stop and stare
You think I care, I don't!
You talk real loud
But you ain't sayin' nothing cool
I can fit your whole house in my swimming pool
My life's a fantasy
That you're not smart enough to even dream
My ice is making me freeze
You can try and try, you can't be me
Elle got into her car and prepared for her race. Jax came to the side of the window, and she could tell that he was up to something. He wished her good luck, and was about to walk away when she pulled him in for a kiss.
"You too," she said. He smiled at her and walked away. She smiled knowingly. She looked up into the rear view mirror. "Should we give him what he wants?"
"Absolutely," came the reply. "But once he gets it, we'll get what we came here for."
So I cash my checks and place my bets
And hope I'll always win
Even if I don't I'm f--ked because
I live a life of sin
But it's alright, I don't give a damn
I don't play your rules, I make my own
Tonight, I'll do what I want
'Cuz I can!
They revved their engines; she looked at him, and he gave her a smirk as they took off. She was ahead of him, and then they were side by side. She gave him a wave as she took the lead.
Yeah I'm super thick
People say I'm much too chick
Come and kiss the ring
You just might learn a couple things
I'm tryin' to school ya dog
"Ruff ruff ruff ruff ruff ruff ruff"
I'm your worst nightmare
Bring it; we can take it there
What, are you scared?
Jax let her have the lead for a few minutes, and then he sped up. She sped up also. Then, he finally got next to her again. He gave her a few inches ahead of him, and when they got close to the finish line, he saw her wave again, but he sped off and won.
So I cash my checks and place my bets
And hope I'll always win
Even if I don't I'm f--ked because
I live a life of sin
But it's alright, I don't give a damn
I don't play your rules, I make my own
Tonight, I'll do what I want
'Cuz I can!
They got out of their cars, and he hurried over to her. "Pay up, Elle."
"Not yet. One more race. I'll double," she said, effectively pretending to be flustered.
He smiled; she was nervous. She couldn't pay up. She probably spent all her money on that new car and its customizations.
"Sure. But, Elle, if you can't pay up--"
"You know what. Let's make this more interesting," she said as she cut him off. "The winner gets the loser's clothes--" Jax smiled at that "--the money, and, whatever else she wants."
"Don't be so sure of yourself," Jax said.
"Whatever. Let's do this," she said and got back into her car. Jax watched her for a moment; her confident expression had changed to fear once she'd sat down. This was going to be fun.
"I can't believe that Chloe's not here for this. We should call her and tell her to get back her. She'd love to see this. Nice look, by the way." Lois said to Clark as they made their way through the crowd. Clark decided to look less like Clark and more like Kal; they were investigating illegal dealings, and he didn't want to look obvious. She seemed to see a familiar face and stopped. A young guy came over to them.
"You didn't tell me you knew Kal!" he said, looking at Clark. Lois looked at Clark, puzzled. "Keep it down," Clark said. "Tell anyone else who might recognize me that they're better off forgetting that they ever saw me."
"Whoa. Nice to see you, too," the guy said. "Nobody else knows you, man. I'm the last of them."
"Anyway," Lois said, confused as to what that was about, "What did I miss, Jess?"
"Elle just lost to Jax! But, she challenged him to a rematch. Winner takes the money, the loser's clothes, and whatever else he wants. I can't wait till he takes her clothes. She's got to have --"
Lois cut him off "Okay, we get it. Is this the start or the finish?"
"This is the finish line. Come, you guys can get a better look around here."
"Hold on, the last time--"
"You weren't with him the last time," he said, gesturing to Clark. Lois rolled her eyes and followed Jess to the front of the crowd. "I guess I look like badass Kal in these clothes," he told her. He was nervous; he didn't want to get into any trouble over things that happened over two years ago. He and Lois looked on and he listened out. He heard a car coming, and another car far behind it. Just then, a car came into view.
"That's Elle!" Jess said in disbelief. Lois couldn't wait to see this woman's face; she had enough information about the major players, but she'd never gotten a chance to see Elle. Once she did, she could do enough research to show Chloe The car crossed the finish line, and about two minutes later, the next car crossed. The later car's driver came out, and he was angry. "What the—!" he'd just beaten her with ease in the first race. He looked under the hood of her car, and found nothing spectacular. It wasn't even tricked out to gain more speed. How the hell did she do it? Everyone gasped.
"It doesn't matter how I did it, Jax. Just pay up and strip," Elle said. "Oh, and I want your car."
Lois and Clark were stunned. It couldn't be who they thought it was. Elle got out of the car, but her back was toward them. Clark noted that she had dark hair.
"That's two out of three, Clark. Sometimes people look similar and sound alike," Lois said. "Street racing? Come on, there is no way that that is--" The woman turned around to face Jax, who had his back to Lois and Clark.
"Lana," Lois finished. "Oh, my goodness. Lana is Elle? How? Why?" Clark noticed the look in Lana's eyes, and got worried.
"Lois, we have to get away from here before she sees us. I have a feeling that that's not Lana." They managed to get away, but still be able to see and hear what was going on.
"No way," Jax said. "There is no way that I'm going to--"
"You agreed to all of it. Thanks for the money, but I still want your clothes and car."
"No. You have the money, now go before it gets ugly," Jax said, stepping up, leaving barely an inch between them. Lana put her hands behind her back.
"You're a little too close," she said. "Allow me to fix that." Jax went flying, leaving yards between them.
"That's much better, but you still haven't given me your clothes or your car, so I'll just have to take them." Then, Jax's clothes started to come off. Everyone just stood there, watching. Soon, Lana had everything he was wearing, except his boxers.
She looked in his pockets for his keys.
"What are you going to do, drive both cars?"
"No. I'm keeping your car as a little souvenir." She held her hand out toward the car, and it began to shrink and fit in the palm of her hand. Then, she got in her car, started the engine, pulled off. She'd barely gotten two feet when she stopped. She held her hand out, and Jax's boxers appeared in it a few seconds later. Then, she sped away.
"Okay, what the hell just happened!" Lois said.
To be continued.
So, what did you think?
Oh, and the song is "Cuz I Can" by Pink. It's from the album I'm Not Dead. I don't own it.