Originally posted by ShayneT:
(I'm well aware of Lois's later dietary preferences, but we were all young and immortal once.)
The Fudge Castle? The Double-Fudge Crunch Bars? The pastrami sandwiches? The chocolate ice cream? The stale cheese from a vending machine sandwiches? Pizza? Cream soda? It's good she learned to eat healthier, huh?
My there's a lot of tension at this football game. I always knew I was naive, even in high school (my friends used to tell me so, so it's fact), but I've never felt so uncomfortable as Lois does as this game. And I don't mean the bleacher seats.
Boy, the Churches are a fun family. If Junior is the smart one, I'm going with Tom being as smart as a tree stump. No wonder he's cheating. (My guess is that Junior only made it into Harvard because of Daddy's help.)
Lois looked up at the stands and she grimaced. She’d expected her friends to save her a couple of seats; she’d asked them to, but the stands were crowded.
She caught Julie’s eye, but Julie looked down quickly, shaking her head and leaning over and saying something to one of the girl’s next to her.
That stung. Lois had known that Julie was planning to get into the cheerleading squad next semester, but she hadn’t expected her to turn against her.
One by one, Lois looked at her other friends, and they all looked away from her.
Cowards.
With friends like these... Did they know that the football team was out to get her?
By the end of the game, Lois felt a little queasy from the excess of rich food. Clark hadn’t eaten any of it, unless she made it clear that she was absolutely done with it, and then he’d eaten it slowly and carefully, as though he savored every salty or sugary bite.
Could it be because he didn't get food like this very often?
The older man smiled and said, “It’s Lois, right?”
Lois froze. There was no reason for this man to know who she was. She’d never seen him before, not even at school functions. Although the man’s expression was pleasant, Lois’s instincts were screaming that something was wrong.
Um... because the Churches know your name, something IS wrong.
“I’m always careful,” she said absently.
Clark snorted.
Lois looked at him. “What?”
“I’m just wondering if there’s a universe where that’s actually true,” Clark said. “From what I’ve seen, the only time you aren’t taking chances is when you’re thinking up new chances to take.”
“You make me sound like some kind of Evel Knievel,” Lois said.
“I’ve ridden with you,” Clark said dryly.
It's terrific. I read a lot of other universes fic, and, Clark, I'm sorry, there isn't one.
“Who’s the dweeb?” Joe’s voice was loud.
Lois felt her heart sink as she saw Joe approaching with four other members of the team, including Tom.
Hmmmm. They should have left BEFORE the game ended.
“People have been going easy on you, Lo-Lo,” Joe said. Being as you’re my girl and all. If that’s not true anymore…”
/Psst./ You're missing an opening quote mark before "Being".
He leaned closer to her, and Lois was shocked to smell alcohol on his breath. They were barely off the field!
How did they win again?
“I’m not anybody’s girl,” Lois said, unable to keep the irritation from her voice. “We’re not dating, we were never dating, and we aren’t ever going to be dating!”
And, Joe, in case you skipped English class, those are the three tenses. Can you name them?
How is Lois going to save him? She's got to save him. I know he can escape unscathed, but not without revealing himself.
Come back and post the next part already!
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