| New Year's Kiss |
December 31st.
It was the
last day of the year, which translated into celebration time. Many of the
residents of Smallville surprisingly went all out for New Year's Eve. This year,
Lex Luthor decided to throw a New Years Eve bash at his father's swanky mansion.
He of course, invited his pal Clark Kent and his friends.
"Enjoying the
party?!" Lex shouted over the blaring music to Clark, whom had been standing by
himself searching the sea of faces for a certain somebody.
"Yeah Lex.
It's great!" He shouted back. Lex retreated in the direction of a good-looking
girl that had been eyeing him all night.
It was a lie. Clark was having
a miserable time. He stood close to the punch bowl alone all decked out in his
nice new outfit, which was a pair of smart looking slacks and a silk dress
shirt. He wore the outfit to look nice for a particular person, but that person
wasn't there. From afar, he could see his friends Chloe Sullivan and Pete Ross
dance the night away; seemed to be having the best time. It would be a joyous
evening for him as well only if she were there.
Lana Lang.
She
told Clark that she would go the to party but she never showed. She was the girl
he had his eye on for what seemed like forever. To Clark, she was perfect.
Beautiful, smart, fun, sweet, and any other positive adjective one could think
of. As the two were becoming friends, they started getting closer and closer.
Unfortunately, she had a jock boyfriend named Whitney Fordman, but their
relationship won't last. Soon she'll realize Whitney is the wrong guy for her,
and that's when Clark will be able to make his move.
Clark continued to
stand there, lost in his fantasies of Lana. He was interrupted when a girl came
over and tapped him lightly on the shoulder.
"Hi," she said with a
friendly voice.
"Hi," Clark replied uninterested.
"Do you want
to dance?" She asked with a seductive look, playing with his collar.
"No," He said straight-forwardly. Realizing how rude that sounded, he
quickly added, "I'm not feeling very well."
"Oh," she said with
disappointment in her voice. "If you change your mind, the offer still stands."
There was nothing wrong with the girl. In fact, she was very attractive. The
young woman had golden hair, wore a sexy, revealing red dress and her eyes were
a distinctive blue, but she just wasn't Lana.
Even though it wasn't
quite midnight, Clark decided it was time for him to go. If Lana wasn't there,
what was the point? Clark scanned the party in search of Lex so he could say
good-bye but his eyes instead landed on a raven-haired beauty that looked lost
in the crowd.
"Lana," he whispered to himself. Clark pushed his way
passed some of the people, ignoring their swearing words directed at him, until
he and Lana were just inches apart.
"Hi Lana." Clark didn't even bother
to try and hide his enormous grin.
"Hey Clark." Lana herself looked
equally happy to see him.
"Wow, you look, amazing," he complemented. She
wore a simple, yet elegant, black dress and had her hair in lovely ringlets.
"Thanks. You look very handsome yourself."
"I didn't think you'd
come. What took you so long?"
Lana looked away. "Whitney," she stated.
Clark mentally rolled his eyes; it was always Whitney.
"He has
some type of New Years tradition that he spends with the "the guys" and I told
him I'd rather be at Lex's party. He didn't want me to go, we had a fight, I
ended up coming anyway, and can we just forget about him?"
"That sounds
like a good plan."
"Do you want to dance?" She asked as she noticed the
stereo system playing Lifehouse's "Everything".
"I'd love to." Clark
took Lana's delicate hand and the two started to sway to the music.
Clark couldn't help but think about how perfect the moment was. Clark
rubbed his warm hand over the soft skin of her exposed back. They had never been
that close before. Their bodies seemed to melt together and became one person.
Clark had completely forgotten that they were at a crowded party because all he
could comprehend was Lana.
Lana couldn't help but think about how
comfortable and safe she felt with Clark. Her nose breathed in Clark's pleasant
and intoxicating cologne and she mentally compared it to Whitney's much harsher
smelling one. She wrapped her arms tighter around Clark's neck, unconsciously
trying to make herself as close to him as possible.
'Why am I not with
this guy?' Lana asked herself. It was a question she had asked many times before
but she never really answered it.
The music stopped over the loud
speakers, and Clark and Lana were taken out of their serenity.
"It's
time to start the countown!" Lex yelled into his microphone. It was nearly
midnight so the whole party erupted in cheer for the approaching New Year. "All
right, 10 seconds until midnight! 10,."
"What's your New Year's
resolution?" Lana asked Clark.
"To be with the girl I love," he said
seriously. His brown eyes stared into Lana's pale green ones with an intensity
she'd never seen before.
"What's yours?" He asked in return.
Lana had to think for a moment, but soon she knew the answer. "My
resolution is to do what I know is in my heart."
".3, 2, 1, HAPPY NEW
YEAR!" Everybody yelled and screamed, many blew their horns and threw confetti,
while others received their first kiss of the New Year.
Clark sensed
that this New Year was going to be a special year one for he and Lana. He felt
it with every fiber in his body as the boisterous party continued on with the
celebration.
Lana sensed it too. This was the perfect opportunity to
start things the way she wanted them to be. This would be the moment she'd be
able to finally do what was in her heart.
With out any hesitation, Lana
grabbed Clark by the collar and kissed him more deeply, and more passionately
than she'd ever kissed anyone before, including Whitney. Clark responded by
pulling her into him and desperately pulling on her lips in return. He didn't
give a damn that she was still Whitney's girlfriend and that there were people
around. All that mattered to either one of was that their truest desires were
finally coming true.
Lana reluctantly pulled away from their heated
kiss, lips swollen and cheeks turned crimson red. Clark searched her eyes for
any sign of regret, but fortunately, there wasn't any.
"Happy New Year,
Clark."
"Happy New Year, Lana."