Monday was uncomfortable for Chloe to say the least. She had seen Clark
once and when his eyes met hers, he blushed and turned away. She hadn't
faired too much better. Every class was spent sitting next to him and every
time he would lean over to reach a paper or if he stood up, she could smell
his scent and everything would flash back to her kitchen. She had done the
unthinkable. She had basically made out with her best friend. This had long
been a secret fantasy of hers, but when it happened in reality, it was all
wrong. She was sure that somehow Clark's eyes had screwed up and she had
looked like Lana Lang for about ten seconds and Clark had kissed her. Yeah,
that had to be it. Maybe the meteors had something to do with it.
Lunch was even worse. The school had inadvertently made things about twenty times more awkward between Chloe and Clark by serving- you guessed it- spaghetti and meatballs for lunch. Chloe had seen this choice and both she and Clark had begun to blush. Pete looked back and forth as his two friends sat in absolute silence, neither one eating. "They both must be able to see the answers to today's history test in their lunches because they were staring long and hard at the special," Pete thought silently, still trying to figure out why the sudden silence.
"So what's going on?" Pete tried to start the conversation.
"N-nothing." Another blush stained Clark's cheeks. Chloe nodded in silent agreement
"Then why are you blushing like you saw Lana naked?" Chloe let out a little giggle at this analogy and Clark shifted uncomfortably.
"It's hot in here." Clark lied, praying that Pete wouldn't press it.
"You might as well tell me what happened, because I will find out eventually." Chloe decided that now might be the best time to leave, she gave Clark a look that said "DON'T SAY A WORD" then picked up her tray and left. Pete watched her leave the room before turning back to Clark.
"So what happened?"
"Nothing!" Clark was getting nervous. Without Chloe there to help him, he knew it would be a matter of time before he blurted it out.
"Clark" Pete said his name slowly, drawing it out. This had always annoyed Clark and he knew it wouldn't be long now before Clark told him.
'Fine! Chloe and I kissed!!!!"
"WHAT?!" Pete yelled, jumping up from his seat, knocking both his chair over and his tray off the table. Several dozen students stopped talking and looked up at Pete expectantly. He smiled, waved, and sat back down. Glaring at Clark, he whispered menacingly "YOU did what?"
"It was a mistake! I swear!"
"You bet your ass it was a mistake! Do you know what you've just done?"
"Screwed up a friendship?"
"And then some! But before I start really tearing into you, how was it?" Pete's familiar grin showed on his face as Clark blush furiously.
"Well that's the problem, it was great." Clark stared at the untouched food on his plate.
"Great? It was great?" Pete asked incredulously.
"It wasn't just great, it was passionate and amazing and incredible and-" Clark's eyes seemed to glaze over as he remembered the kiss and he licked his lips trying to still taste Chloe on them.
"It was with CHLOE, man! CHLOE!!! Our best friend! Do you realize what you've just done??"
"Uh-" Clark blushed again, being brought back sharply to the reality and seriousness of this conversation.
"You've just about broken her heart. You kissed her. She kissed you. Do you know how long she's waited for that?" Pete's eyes shot daggers as Clark slowly dawned on what he was saying.
"You mean Chloe has a crush on me?"
"Clark, you're about as observant as a brick! YES SHE HAS A CRUSH ON YOU!!"
"For how long?" Clark asked, wonder still in his voice.
"For like, forever! Damn it Clark, you're the reason we men are considered so dense!!!" Clark blushed noticeably at this comment. Pete lowered his voice to barely above a whisper before he spoke again.
"Do you like her?" Clark's mind flashed a thousand pictures. Lana. Chloe. The kiss. Everything. Finally Clark said in whisper the thought that had robbed him of his sleep last night and had derailed his train of thought all day.
"No." Pete inhaled sharply but Clark looked at him to let him finish "I'm in love with her." Pete let out his breath then rubbed his hands together with an evil grin on his face.
"Good, let's go find Chloe." Clark's eyes widened and he grabbed Pete's arm.
"NO!!" Pete stared back at Clark and slowly sat down.
"What do you mean 'no'?"
"I mean, I can't."
"Why not? It's not like you don't know if the girl likes you or not."
"I know, it's just. I don't know. I can't tell her now. It'd screw up the friendship." Pete rolled his eyes.
"Fine Clark. But Chloe isn't really the telescope kind of girl. I'd do something soon if I were you." The bell rang and the students filed out leaving Clark alone in the middle of the lunchroom.
Lunch was even worse. The school had inadvertently made things about twenty times more awkward between Chloe and Clark by serving- you guessed it- spaghetti and meatballs for lunch. Chloe had seen this choice and both she and Clark had begun to blush. Pete looked back and forth as his two friends sat in absolute silence, neither one eating. "They both must be able to see the answers to today's history test in their lunches because they were staring long and hard at the special," Pete thought silently, still trying to figure out why the sudden silence.
"So what's going on?" Pete tried to start the conversation.
"N-nothing." Another blush stained Clark's cheeks. Chloe nodded in silent agreement
"Then why are you blushing like you saw Lana naked?" Chloe let out a little giggle at this analogy and Clark shifted uncomfortably.
"It's hot in here." Clark lied, praying that Pete wouldn't press it.
"You might as well tell me what happened, because I will find out eventually." Chloe decided that now might be the best time to leave, she gave Clark a look that said "DON'T SAY A WORD" then picked up her tray and left. Pete watched her leave the room before turning back to Clark.
"So what happened?"
"Nothing!" Clark was getting nervous. Without Chloe there to help him, he knew it would be a matter of time before he blurted it out.
"Clark" Pete said his name slowly, drawing it out. This had always annoyed Clark and he knew it wouldn't be long now before Clark told him.
'Fine! Chloe and I kissed!!!!"
"WHAT?!" Pete yelled, jumping up from his seat, knocking both his chair over and his tray off the table. Several dozen students stopped talking and looked up at Pete expectantly. He smiled, waved, and sat back down. Glaring at Clark, he whispered menacingly "YOU did what?"
"It was a mistake! I swear!"
"You bet your ass it was a mistake! Do you know what you've just done?"
"Screwed up a friendship?"
"And then some! But before I start really tearing into you, how was it?" Pete's familiar grin showed on his face as Clark blush furiously.
"Well that's the problem, it was great." Clark stared at the untouched food on his plate.
"Great? It was great?" Pete asked incredulously.
"It wasn't just great, it was passionate and amazing and incredible and-" Clark's eyes seemed to glaze over as he remembered the kiss and he licked his lips trying to still taste Chloe on them.
"It was with CHLOE, man! CHLOE!!! Our best friend! Do you realize what you've just done??"
"Uh-" Clark blushed again, being brought back sharply to the reality and seriousness of this conversation.
"You've just about broken her heart. You kissed her. She kissed you. Do you know how long she's waited for that?" Pete's eyes shot daggers as Clark slowly dawned on what he was saying.
"You mean Chloe has a crush on me?"
"Clark, you're about as observant as a brick! YES SHE HAS A CRUSH ON YOU!!"
"For how long?" Clark asked, wonder still in his voice.
"For like, forever! Damn it Clark, you're the reason we men are considered so dense!!!" Clark blushed noticeably at this comment. Pete lowered his voice to barely above a whisper before he spoke again.
"Do you like her?" Clark's mind flashed a thousand pictures. Lana. Chloe. The kiss. Everything. Finally Clark said in whisper the thought that had robbed him of his sleep last night and had derailed his train of thought all day.
"No." Pete inhaled sharply but Clark looked at him to let him finish "I'm in love with her." Pete let out his breath then rubbed his hands together with an evil grin on his face.
"Good, let's go find Chloe." Clark's eyes widened and he grabbed Pete's arm.
"NO!!" Pete stared back at Clark and slowly sat down.
"What do you mean 'no'?"
"I mean, I can't."
"Why not? It's not like you don't know if the girl likes you or not."
"I know, it's just. I don't know. I can't tell her now. It'd screw up the friendship." Pete rolled his eyes.
"Fine Clark. But Chloe isn't really the telescope kind of girl. I'd do something soon if I were you." The bell rang and the students filed out leaving Clark alone in the middle of the lunchroom.