You've Got Mail

Disclaimer: I don't own Smallville or You've Got Mail.

A/N: Thanks to all who have read and reviewed my other story! I know I said I'd write a sequel to it about meteor rocks, but I have to get this idea out of my head first. This story is a new plot and storyline separate from my other story. Just to let you know, Jason does not exist in this Fanfic and the season finale never happened either. Clark and Lana are going out and Lana's going to NYU and Clark's going to Kansas State. Well I hope you enjoy this story! Please R&R!

Chapter One: Then It's Over?

It was a couple of weeks before college would start and Lana was headed towards the Kent farm. She was bored and felt like seeing a certain friendly Kent face.

Clark, on the other hand, felt no need for visitors. He sat on the couch in the loft, upset and confused. Chloe had just come by and dropped a huge bomb on him. She told Clark that she knew his secret. He was upset at her for not telling him sooner and lying to him. Not only had she told him of his secret, but she also confessed her feelings towards Clark. They had yelled and had a war of words. It was quite a heated discussion.

As Clark was deep in his livid thoughts he heard the click-clack of footsteps. He knew those footsteps anywhere. He had heard them on so many occasions; happy ones, sad ones, mad ones, glad ones.

"Hi Clark." He heard Lana say.

"Hey, what's up?" he said back.

"Nothing much. I was just bored." She said sitting down next to him. He tired to hide the upset look on his face.

But Lana knew that something was up. "Clark, what's wrong?" she asked.

"Nothing. I'm fine." He tried to cover.

"Are you sure?" she pried.

"No. Something is wrong," he gave up, "Chloe came by earlier and we had this huge fight. I think our friendship is ka-put."

"Oh, no. What happened?" Lana asked with concern in her voice.

"Well, she told me some things that had been kept from me and she told me about her feelings and a few other things." Clark said.

"Wow." Lana said astonished.

"Yeah, she kind of dropped a bomb on me." He said staring at his hands.

"Well, is there anything I can do to help?"

"I don't think there is."

"Was it about me?" she asked trying to warm him up.

"We touched on that subject. But it's not your fault."

"Well, maybe if you told me this problem I could help you guys out."

"It's kind of a secret." Clark mumbled.

"Fine." Lana said a little annoyed.

"What's wrong?" Clark asked worried.

"Clark, I'm tired of all of this crap. I'm tired of this life of playing your constant guessing game. And most of all I'm fed up with your secrets, Clark. Hiding the truth only keeps people apart. You should know that better than any of us. It's hard for me to trust you with all the secrecy in your life. And I'm tired of you changing your mind. First you tell me I'm better off without you and then you come running back to me, pleading for forgiveness. I'm sorry Clark, I don't think I can do this anymore." Lana finished as she started down the steps of the loft.

"Lana, wait! We can work this out!" Clark said at an attempt to stop her.

"Clark, I'm sorry. I have to stop making a habit of yearning for something that will never happen." Lana said. Clark stared at her with sorrow in his eyes.

"It's over Clark." Lana said as she walked down the stairs and out of his life.

A/N: Okay, I know that's so sad and you probably want to stop reading this story all-together, but trust me. The Clana will prevail!