Summer Story
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roxyThe Previous Parts are selling seashells at the seashore. Or was that buying BJ's at the Beanery?...
On we roll, merrily along! Updates coming swiftly on this, my beloved ones!
And the day’s were long, and warm and perfect, just before they began turning hot and sticky-- the kind of days that made a person want to be out and laying in the grass, the kind of days that brought back memories of ‘remember when’, when kids ruled the earth and all day long they played and played—completely free because mom and dad were taking care of everything, and it was still good, still a safety net and not a choke chain.
But now—now everything was about to change forever.
Excitement. Everyone felt it to some degree or another. Prom did that…Prom was what some of them had been waiting for… forever it seemed, a milepost on the way to adult hood—and decisions to make that were theirs alone, choices that belonged solely to them. Time was coming in which promises would be made or broken, love was built or lost… future goals outlined. Some would be met and others dropped along the wayside as the real world introduced itself to them. But at this moment, the world was shiny and bright and full of immense possibilities and every single one…perfect.
Clark stood facing the window, watching the setting sun glow orange across the fields, and shifted slightly from foot to foot. Lex smacked him lightly on the shoulder.
“Come on now, be still. I’ll never get this straight unless you’re still.” He undid the tie and began again. Clark sighed heavily, reached out and rested his hands on Lex’s hips.
“It’s the second time you’ve tied it. Are you sure you know how to do this?”
Lex rolled his eyes and said, “ I know you’re tired of all the prep but you’ll thank me later. And you’ll thank me for not letting you get a string tie, for god’s sake.” Lex was still horrified that Clark had even suggested such a thing. Clark rolled *his* eyes.
“First of all, I was kidding. I was!” he insisted at Lex’s snort of disbelief. “Secondly, that’s not what’s bothering me.”
“Clark,” Lex said warningly.
He let go of Lex and folded his arms, scowling. “It’s not fair! We can go, but we can’t dance together, we can’t get our picture taken together—we can’t do anything together tonight and it’s supposed to be the most important night of our lives!”
“Clark…” Lex sighed. “We’ve been over and over this. It’s the way it is, and we just have to get past it. It’s not like it’s a surprise, not like we haven’t known it forever.”
Clark threw himself down on the bed. “And it’s not like everyone doesn’t know we’re together, not like they don’t know we’re gay…and Whit, and…it’s not right.”
“God Clark, do you think you’re the first person to have discovered that? It’s life as we know it here in Kansas—and it’s going to stay like that until people decide to change it or someone comes along who’s able to lead people into making that decision. What we need Clark, is someone who can yank these idiots out of the dark ages.” He skimmed a hand over his head and shook it. “—I just hope they come along in my lifetime, you know?” he said and laughed a little bitterly.
Clark looked at Lex and saw something in his face that made his heart skip a beat. He could be that person, if he wanted to.
One day, Lex was going to do great things, no doubt of that Clark thought, and when it happened, he’d be at Lex’s side, ready to help in any way he could. He smiled and enjoyed his daydream, him and Lex against…everything, everyone if need be. No way the two of them couldn’t succeed at whatever they set their minds to.
“Clark-are you listening? Never mind—I know you’re not.” Lex huffed and plopped down on the bed next to him. He leaned over and kissed Clark and rubbed his shoulder. “We’re going to have a good time tonight no matter what---at least we can laugh at all the powder blue tuxes and brocade vests, right?”
“Lex! Don’t be mean!” Clark laughed. “ Hey—did you know Whit was going with one of Pete’s friends?”
Lex got up and pulled his tuxedo from the closet. “How is it that all of Pete’s friends are girls? Doesn’t it bother Lana at all?” Lex asked as he hung his jacket on the hook over the closet door and brushed it carefully.
Clark shrugged. “Why should she worry? She knows Pete is stupid in love with her, besides she’s not an insecure person.” Clark smiled. “She’s one of the strongest, most together people I know.” Lex looked at him and raised an eyebrow and Clark could feel his ears turn pink.
“Well.” Lex smiled and said, “Overcoming difficult circumstances can either make you or break you. Lana’s a lucky girl, besides being a strong one. She’s got friends who love her very much.”
Clark studied him as he moved about the room, putting the studs in his shirt and looking drop dead sexy without even trying. That was one of the cool things about Lex, he thought. He made everything look effortless. He looked so calm and cool, almost icy. And yet, he was so passionate about everything…. Clark nodded thoughtfully. Overcoming difficult circumstances changed you, true. Look at Whit—look at Lex. Both of them had come through stuff that would have destroyed a weaker person. They were like heroes.
Lex turned to him and said as if he’d read his mind. “You too Clark. You survived circumstances the rest of us would have no idea how to deal with. You’re the strongest one of us all, and I mean more than physically.”
Clark blushed. “I—it’s just…” He shrugged. “You just deal with stuff, day by day, right?”
Lex chuckled. “Now you’re getting it, Clark. We’re not heroes, we’re just dealing.”
Lex looked in the mirror to fix his bowtie and Clark came up behind him and hugged him.
“Unh-uh, Lex, no matter what you think, you’re my hero.”
Lex leaned his head back against Clark’s shoulder and gazed at their reflection.
“You saved my life Clark. Twice. Shit—everyday you’re with me, you save my life. You are my hero.”
tbc--yea, verily and forsooth!
On we roll, merrily along! Updates coming swiftly on this, my beloved ones!
And the day’s were long, and warm and perfect, just before they began turning hot and sticky-- the kind of days that made a person want to be out and laying in the grass, the kind of days that brought back memories of ‘remember when’, when kids ruled the earth and all day long they played and played—completely free because mom and dad were taking care of everything, and it was still good, still a safety net and not a choke chain.
But now—now everything was about to change forever.
Excitement. Everyone felt it to some degree or another. Prom did that…Prom was what some of them had been waiting for… forever it seemed, a milepost on the way to adult hood—and decisions to make that were theirs alone, choices that belonged solely to them. Time was coming in which promises would be made or broken, love was built or lost… future goals outlined. Some would be met and others dropped along the wayside as the real world introduced itself to them. But at this moment, the world was shiny and bright and full of immense possibilities and every single one…perfect.
Clark stood facing the window, watching the setting sun glow orange across the fields, and shifted slightly from foot to foot. Lex smacked him lightly on the shoulder.
“Come on now, be still. I’ll never get this straight unless you’re still.” He undid the tie and began again. Clark sighed heavily, reached out and rested his hands on Lex’s hips.
“It’s the second time you’ve tied it. Are you sure you know how to do this?”
Lex rolled his eyes and said, “ I know you’re tired of all the prep but you’ll thank me later. And you’ll thank me for not letting you get a string tie, for god’s sake.” Lex was still horrified that Clark had even suggested such a thing. Clark rolled *his* eyes.
“First of all, I was kidding. I was!” he insisted at Lex’s snort of disbelief. “Secondly, that’s not what’s bothering me.”
“Clark,” Lex said warningly.
He let go of Lex and folded his arms, scowling. “It’s not fair! We can go, but we can’t dance together, we can’t get our picture taken together—we can’t do anything together tonight and it’s supposed to be the most important night of our lives!”
“Clark…” Lex sighed. “We’ve been over and over this. It’s the way it is, and we just have to get past it. It’s not like it’s a surprise, not like we haven’t known it forever.”
Clark threw himself down on the bed. “And it’s not like everyone doesn’t know we’re together, not like they don’t know we’re gay…and Whit, and…it’s not right.”
“God Clark, do you think you’re the first person to have discovered that? It’s life as we know it here in Kansas—and it’s going to stay like that until people decide to change it or someone comes along who’s able to lead people into making that decision. What we need Clark, is someone who can yank these idiots out of the dark ages.” He skimmed a hand over his head and shook it. “—I just hope they come along in my lifetime, you know?” he said and laughed a little bitterly.
Clark looked at Lex and saw something in his face that made his heart skip a beat. He could be that person, if he wanted to.
One day, Lex was going to do great things, no doubt of that Clark thought, and when it happened, he’d be at Lex’s side, ready to help in any way he could. He smiled and enjoyed his daydream, him and Lex against…everything, everyone if need be. No way the two of them couldn’t succeed at whatever they set their minds to.
“Clark-are you listening? Never mind—I know you’re not.” Lex huffed and plopped down on the bed next to him. He leaned over and kissed Clark and rubbed his shoulder. “We’re going to have a good time tonight no matter what---at least we can laugh at all the powder blue tuxes and brocade vests, right?”
“Lex! Don’t be mean!” Clark laughed. “ Hey—did you know Whit was going with one of Pete’s friends?”
Lex got up and pulled his tuxedo from the closet. “How is it that all of Pete’s friends are girls? Doesn’t it bother Lana at all?” Lex asked as he hung his jacket on the hook over the closet door and brushed it carefully.
Clark shrugged. “Why should she worry? She knows Pete is stupid in love with her, besides she’s not an insecure person.” Clark smiled. “She’s one of the strongest, most together people I know.” Lex looked at him and raised an eyebrow and Clark could feel his ears turn pink.
“Well.” Lex smiled and said, “Overcoming difficult circumstances can either make you or break you. Lana’s a lucky girl, besides being a strong one. She’s got friends who love her very much.”
Clark studied him as he moved about the room, putting the studs in his shirt and looking drop dead sexy without even trying. That was one of the cool things about Lex, he thought. He made everything look effortless. He looked so calm and cool, almost icy. And yet, he was so passionate about everything…. Clark nodded thoughtfully. Overcoming difficult circumstances changed you, true. Look at Whit—look at Lex. Both of them had come through stuff that would have destroyed a weaker person. They were like heroes.
Lex turned to him and said as if he’d read his mind. “You too Clark. You survived circumstances the rest of us would have no idea how to deal with. You’re the strongest one of us all, and I mean more than physically.”
Clark blushed. “I—it’s just…” He shrugged. “You just deal with stuff, day by day, right?”
Lex chuckled. “Now you’re getting it, Clark. We’re not heroes, we’re just dealing.”
Lex looked in the mirror to fix his bowtie and Clark came up behind him and hugged him.
“Unh-uh, Lex, no matter what you think, you’re my hero.”
Lex leaned his head back against Clark’s shoulder and gazed at their reflection.
“You saved my life Clark. Twice. Shit—everyday you’re with me, you save my life. You are my hero.”
tbc--yea, verily and forsooth!
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