justforspite: (Reese- Funnelneck)

Chloe Sullivan hefted her fifty pounds of textbooks in her left arm and balanced one soy half café latte in her right as she somehow finagled with both to get her key from her jacket pocket. Her adventure to sell back her textbooks had turned to be fruitless when she was told all her old classes were ordering new editions for the fall. And so, now her options were EBay and Craig’s List. Fun.

With a dexterity unfounded for a non-member of Cirque du Soleil, she managed to snap open the lock, take a sip of her coffee and toss her books onto her bed with flourish in three footsteps. That is, the books would have landed on her bed had it not been for the farm boy sitting at the edge of it. Had Clark been fragile, he would surely have been brained. That would have made his mother upset, set back her own Pulitzer dreams and made her the slayer of an endangered species. All in all, it would have been bad.

“What are you doing here?!” She shrieked.

He agilely caught all of her books and set them next to him on the bed, a smile playing on his lips. “Guess what?”

“You won the gold award for breaking and entering?”
Yes Dear . . . )

June 2009

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