Chapter Two
He
had enough strength to step away from her at last. The silver
glint
in his eyes was evident as he stared at her, silently urging
her
to laugh and scream, "Gotcha!"
But
she didn't. She also took a step back but only to let her eyes
travel
all over him. She was scrutinizing him, silently and without a tiny bit of
hesitation or embarrassment.
Now
Lex Luthor have had his share of the opposite sex�maybe even more, but he's
never met a woman, let alone a girl, brazenly checking him out. She looks like
she's not even a day older than Clark and yet�
"So
you really lost your hair."
"Hmm?"
he asked, confused at what she said and how she said it� in awe.
"Your
hair," she repeated. "It was written that you lost all of it
when
the meteor hit Earth."
He
blinked, more confused than ever. "Written?"
She
smiled brightly then, her eyes sparkling with pride. "Lex Luthor: An
Insight Of A Genius' Mind; by Mackenzie Atkins, page 25."
He
has never been in a conversation he wasn't in control of� until now. And
before he could stop himself he asked his third question in a row with a tone so
dumb, he almost kicked himself silly. "A Genius' Mind?"
Katie
shrugged. "It's not really a personal favorite of mine but so
far
it has the most number of interesting things about you."
Despite
himself and his current state of mind, a smirk appeared. "So
someone
wrote a book about me and called me a genius? It's about
time."
"And
the arrogance was real, as well."
She
said it so matter-of-factly that it irritated him. How could this
girl/woman
be mouthing off information about him? "Am I supposed to understand that
you're from the future, and you're talking to me and you're living in my
house?" It sounded stupid when he said it out loud.
"I'm
not from the future. I'm IN the future�" She paused thoughtfully.
"It can't be possible� but it IS happening� so�"
"I
must be dreaming or drunk."
"I'm
pretty sure I'm not dreaming and I don't even drink ale�"
He
laughed for the first time. "Ale? A century later and all you have is
ale?"
"Fortunately,
yes."
He
eyed her suspiciously. He still wasn't convinced. When she said he lived a
hundred years ago, he had goosebumps. What if this is, after all, just a
practical joke? "Who sent you?"
"What?"
"Who
put you up to this? Clark?"
If
he thought her eyes couldn't possibly get any wider, he was
wrong.
"Clark Kent! So you do know each other!"
Lex
knew he shouldn't have answered but he did. Damn that
scotch!
"We're friends� or at least we used to be." Things with Clark
haven't been good lately. Especially after that scene earlier today�
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to be continued
