OOM: Smallville High
Jun. 16th, 2006 12:24 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
torched_reporterShe had felt bad about it at first. When Clark had asked her to the spring formal and she had accepted. But this was Clark, Clark Kent. Her best friend who had finally removed his Lana-Blinders and seen her for something else aside from the useful friend who helped him in solving Smallville’s mysteries: he had seen her as a girl. As much as she liked Riley, she couldn’t say no. Not to Clark, Clark who she’s had a crush on for so long.
Chloe could see the headlines now: “Girl Ditches Pseudo-Boyfriend from Alternate Universe to Go to Dance with Farmboy.” Right, like anyone would pay to read that article.
But that didn’t matter at all. Sure, she felt bad about Riley. After all, she had agreed to go on another date with him, but it had been weeks since she was last able to get into Milliways and well, it wasn’t like Riley would take her to a high school dance. So she had dismissed her demons for the night, and everything had been perfect.
She had picked him up and he had a corsage and then they arrived at school and Clark had eyes for her. She was giggly, girlish even. Not her normal snarky reporter self at all, but that didn’t matter. Cause she was Clark Kent’s date for this dance. No matter what Pete said, or how Lana and Whitney showed up, she - Chloe Sullivan – was Clark’s date. And that thought made her think of Riley ever so much. After all, he noticed her as a girl before Clark ever did. Maybe she shouldn’t be here with Clark after all.
But then Remy Zero comes on the stage and before she knows it, her favorite song is playing and Clark’s asked her to dance.
So look back on your treasured days
When we were young in a world that was so tired
Though it's not what we wanted before
Even the saints had to crawl from the floor
And it’s all wonderful and Chloe doesn’t care how cheesy her words sound, calling him a man of mystery and smiling brightly because somehow, someway, Clark’s always managed to surprise her. His hands are on her back, right at the hems of the pink dress and she leans her head against his chest and it all feels so right as they dance. Nothing else really matters right now.
And I'll remember you
And the things that we used to do
And the things that we used to say
I'll remember you
That way
Before she realizes it, her head tilts upward and his downward and they’re going to kiss. Her eyes flutter close, anticipating it – a kiss with Clark. Not the one from years ago, when she spontaneously kissed him in his loft (his first kiss, she remembers, and hers too) to ‘get it out of the way so they could just be friends’ but a real kiss. Like the one she shared with Riley in—no. She can’t think about that now.
The kiss never happens, though. Because just as their lips brush, the music stops and a teacher comes on stage. Chloe doesn’t know who, doesn’t care who because it’s the words that are most important. Tornado, just not one but three funnels, have been spotted heading towards Smallville. Her perfect moment is ruined, and then it only gets worse when Clark’s Lana-Blinders come back and he disappears.
But then how this world slipped through my fingers
And even the sun seemed tired
I still cared
As they lowered you down my heart just jaded
In that moment the earth made no sound
But you were there
You helped me lift my pain into the air
And then Chloe’s left alone after going to get her cell phone so they can call Lana, and she can prove to Clark that there’s nothing to worry about and he should be focusing on her and not the brunette. But Clark’s gone and she can’t find him anywhere and even though she tells herself she shouldn’t, tears start to fall down Chloe’s cheeks. He’s gone. Clark left her after all.
Pete’s coming closer and the tears won’t stop. Riley didn’t leave her but Clark did and it hurts. So despite the teacher saying no one is allowed to leave the gym, Chloe slips through. She can’t be here right now and if Clark escaped, well, so can she. Maybe the door to Miliways will show up in the Torch office today. And even if it doesn’t, well, at least she’ll be able to hide.
Because he left and Chloe’s alone again.
[lyrics from Remy Zero's "Perfect Memory"]
Chloe could see the headlines now: “Girl Ditches Pseudo-Boyfriend from Alternate Universe to Go to Dance with Farmboy.” Right, like anyone would pay to read that article.
But that didn’t matter at all. Sure, she felt bad about Riley. After all, she had agreed to go on another date with him, but it had been weeks since she was last able to get into Milliways and well, it wasn’t like Riley would take her to a high school dance. So she had dismissed her demons for the night, and everything had been perfect.
She had picked him up and he had a corsage and then they arrived at school and Clark had eyes for her. She was giggly, girlish even. Not her normal snarky reporter self at all, but that didn’t matter. Cause she was Clark Kent’s date for this dance. No matter what Pete said, or how Lana and Whitney showed up, she - Chloe Sullivan – was Clark’s date. And that thought made her think of Riley ever so much. After all, he noticed her as a girl before Clark ever did. Maybe she shouldn’t be here with Clark after all.
But then Remy Zero comes on the stage and before she knows it, her favorite song is playing and Clark’s asked her to dance.
So look back on your treasured days
When we were young in a world that was so tired
Though it's not what we wanted before
Even the saints had to crawl from the floor
And it’s all wonderful and Chloe doesn’t care how cheesy her words sound, calling him a man of mystery and smiling brightly because somehow, someway, Clark’s always managed to surprise her. His hands are on her back, right at the hems of the pink dress and she leans her head against his chest and it all feels so right as they dance. Nothing else really matters right now.
And I'll remember you
And the things that we used to do
And the things that we used to say
I'll remember you
That way
Before she realizes it, her head tilts upward and his downward and they’re going to kiss. Her eyes flutter close, anticipating it – a kiss with Clark. Not the one from years ago, when she spontaneously kissed him in his loft (his first kiss, she remembers, and hers too) to ‘get it out of the way so they could just be friends’ but a real kiss. Like the one she shared with Riley in—no. She can’t think about that now.
The kiss never happens, though. Because just as their lips brush, the music stops and a teacher comes on stage. Chloe doesn’t know who, doesn’t care who because it’s the words that are most important. Tornado, just not one but three funnels, have been spotted heading towards Smallville. Her perfect moment is ruined, and then it only gets worse when Clark’s Lana-Blinders come back and he disappears.
But then how this world slipped through my fingers
And even the sun seemed tired
I still cared
As they lowered you down my heart just jaded
In that moment the earth made no sound
But you were there
You helped me lift my pain into the air
And then Chloe’s left alone after going to get her cell phone so they can call Lana, and she can prove to Clark that there’s nothing to worry about and he should be focusing on her and not the brunette. But Clark’s gone and she can’t find him anywhere and even though she tells herself she shouldn’t, tears start to fall down Chloe’s cheeks. He’s gone. Clark left her after all.
Pete’s coming closer and the tears won’t stop. Riley didn’t leave her but Clark did and it hurts. So despite the teacher saying no one is allowed to leave the gym, Chloe slips through. She can’t be here right now and if Clark escaped, well, so can she. Maybe the door to Miliways will show up in the Torch office today. And even if it doesn’t, well, at least she’ll be able to hide.
Because he left and Chloe’s alone again.
[lyrics from Remy Zero's "Perfect Memory"]
