"Clark, isn't love just great?" Johanna asked, smiling like a madman as she sat down on Clark's couch.

"Sure," Clark sighed, sitting down. He thought about how love hasn't really worked out for him. "And don't you just have a crush on her?"

"Well yes, but I do think it's turning into love." She told.

For some reason Clark felt anger boil up inside him. It had to be a girl, Clark thought. He frowned, thinking it may be a could time to confess how he felt about her. "J-Johanna.." Clark began. "I..."

"Just a second, Clark." She said, looking at her phone. "Oh great." She muttered sarcastically.

"What?" He asked, looking over.

"Apparently now I have to be home, in my mom's words, 'You have a B in History, get home. You're grounded until it goes up to an A'." She sighed, a frown now on her face. "Sometimes they just have to ruin things and can be so strict." She huffed. "I guess I'll see you at school then."

Clark nodded, feeling disappointed. "Bye."

"Bye, Clark," she said before leaving.

"Bye." He muttered once more before she shut the door, and was gone. 

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