Clark and Johanna had just left school, now walking back home. Johanna was talking so much, which was very unusual. She would barely let Clark interrupt. Yeah, pretty unusual.

"Today Ember and I talked for a while... It was great!" Johanna rejoiced. "See Clark, I now know some more things about her."

"That's great, Johanna," he muttered, watching the ground.

Johanna nodded. "I feel so happy... I haven't felt like this in so long." She smiled, looking up at the clouds, then to Clark. "I just need to figure out if she would be in to me, then it would be even better." Her eyes glittered when he looked up at her.

"Johanna, can we please now talk about something other than Ember. That's all I've been hearing about lately." Clark asked her.

"Well," Johanna smirked. "remember your first crush?"

Oh god, Clark thought. It was first grade, Clark was young and very unknowing. He fell for a young girl called Macey Kendals. She always wore her hair in two long piggy-tails, her purple shoes, and she always had her colorful pencils. So of course Young Clark fell for her and had a crush on her until fourth grade. Bad choice. Very bad choice.

"Yes, I remember." Clark admitted.

"I listened to you talk to her for probably about..." Johanna thought for a moment. "Four or five years maybe. Almost every day you would-"

"Okay, okay," Clark huffed. "I know. Fair point. Continue on."

Johanna smiled, looking back forward. "I win," she joked. For the rest of the way she continued talking about Ember.

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