Another Time, Another Place (SUPERCORP AU)

Part 50: Sad Song

A/N:

Hi guys! Sorry it took me days to pull my crap together and come up with another chapter. It isn't much but i hope y'all will like it

So yeah... I'm gonna shut up now, so...

Enjoy

- A
😉

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Kara's pov

Too late to meet her in Baxter.

If you can, meet me by the roadside going north. If you can't, I'll be sure to understand... I'll be in Midway City by tomorrow...

I read her message again. If I can't meet her at Baxter tonight, I will find her in Midway City tomorrow. I won't have to need either Maggie or Winn to help me get there or commit grand theft auto. I'll just board the last train to Midway and by morning I'm gonna be there when Lena arrives.

I never ran away from home like ever. Sure, thoughts of doing so crossed my mind more times than I can actually admit, but I never acted on them. Not until now. Alex made it, and if she plans to do it again, so can I.

I got my stuff in my backpack, and I got my rusty old guitar with me. All I need now is to see Lena once again.

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Lena's pov

They have been talking in there for forever.

My ass has been plastered on the stiff cushion of this chair, with my hoodie-covered head down, as two other guys watched me closely. They're both on the edge of their seat, at the ready in case I dash off again.

Jack, has been talking to the guidance counselor for a long while now and I've been wondering what else are they discussing besides my epic fail of an escape. Maybe they're debating whether they call my mother or the psych ward, since I've been thrashing my way to get out of here after he carried me and dumped me in this suffocating room.

"Ms Luthor? Would you come in now please,"

I heard the counselor call out. I glared at Jack the second I saw him step out. If only looks could kill, he already dropped dead right where he stands now. Not that I'm thinking of murder as I glare at him. Just twisting  his neck like a lemon, is all..

"Please take a seat, Ms Luthor,"
Mr Drake, the guidance counselor said the second I was inside his office, but I opted to remain standing.

"Very well, suit yourself... I've been told of your attempts to leave the school's premises earlier... Do you wish to explain yourself?"