Me: Sup peoples? I'm Your Imaginary Alien Friend here to bring you entertainment, (hopefully). This is my first Smallville fan fic. Smallville is absolutely one of my favorite shows, I'm still not sure if it is my absolute favorite or not. . .I think it is, if not, it's tied. Chloe is my fave! But, anyway, I hope you like it. I am prepared to accept flames (fire-proof armor : ) )

Disclaimer: I do not own Smallville (sigh) or any characters within including Sigrid Nansen, uh, well. . .you'll find out about her later (yes, it's a her)I also do not own Wrangler Jeans. . .(don't ask).

Claimer: But I do own this idea, so, no plagiarism!

Chapter One: Overdue

Chloe and Clark are walking around the Daily Planet, well, Clark is following Chloe as she continues her work. They are on the subject of past run ins with so called meteor freaks, and life or death situations.

"I'm telling you Clark, something bad is bound to happen soon," Chloe continues the conversation, "I mean, nothing bad or dangerous has happened since, what, a couple months ago? Trouble is overdue."

Clark retorts, "What's wrong with normal. . ."

Chloe cuts in, "Normal? Sorry Clark, but, nothing is normal in Smallville, or Metropolis! Smallville isn't normal because there's Kryptonite still buried. And Metropolis isn't normal because of one word: Luthor. Not to mention power-hungry creepazoids who are willing to kill for their craving. Face it Clark, there's always gonna be something wrong, no matter how hard you try to imagine it away." Clark sighs with defeat because Chloe made quite a good point.

Clark changes the subject due to a silence that cut into the conversation, "How's Lana?"

Chloe answers, "Well, I'm pretty sure she's having fun, I haven't talked to her recently, but I'm pretty sure that anyone would have fun over in Orlando. (Florida, where else?) . . .Done! Okay, now let's go over to the Talon, I'm in a good mood for Lois' sarcasm."

Clark hangs his head and pouts, "Do we have to?"

Chloe snickers while patting Clark on the head saying, "You know you like to put up a good fight."Clark shrugs his shoulders and smiles, he did enjoy arguing with Lois, as annoying as she was.

They walk out of the Daily Planet and across the street when Chloe halts on the sidewalk and grunts, "Ugh, I forgot my purse at my computer, I'll be back." At that she waits for the crosswalk sign to let her go, then walks on.

Around the corner, a car comes driving, then, bizarrely all of a sudden, the hood flings upward, blocking the drivers view. Clark immediately used his x-ray vision to see if the driver is trying to stop to find the foot pressed hard against the brake pedal, but nothing is working. The car's meandering path heads straight for Chloe who looks the other way, oblivious to the situation. Clark reacted by using his heat vision on the engine which was in clear view, and in conclusion, overloaded the car. When Chloe finally looked in the direction of the out of control vehicle, it was coming to a stop and slightly nudged her stomach. She scooted the rest of the way to the other side and said under her breath, well aware that Clark could hear her, "I don't suppose you had anything to do with the stopping of the car?" Clark nodded in reply with smirk.

"The strange thing is, I'm getting used to it, you saving people, I mean. Even you saving me I'm getting used to," Chloe was pointing out. Clark smiles and shrugs his shoulders.

"Well, I'm gonna go get my purse," Chloe states walking off when Clark nods his head in the direction of the building in response.

Clark walks back and forth in the same line, patiently waiting for his blond friend to come back. But, when he turned around at one point, he ran into a young girl with a coat, gloves and jeans on. Clark apologized, "I'm sorry, I didn't mean to. . .a coat? In summer?"

The girl shrugs her shoulders while looking at the ground and replies, "I just got back from a pool. . .and. . .this was the only thing I could pull on. . . . . .even though I'm dying of heat." Clark nods his head, and at that time, the wind blows causing her jacket to lift up a bit. As the jacket lifts, Clark catches a glimpse of her stomach, and it wasn't exactly a sandy color.

"Is your skin. . .?" Clark began, but she purposefully cut him off, "I have to go, nice talking to you. Bye." Clark tilts his head and raises an eyebrow as she walks away. "I could've sworn her skin was, blue!" He claims under his breath. He begins to attempt to use his x-ray vision once more by looking through the layer of coat to see if her skin really was. . .blue.

But right when he was about to do so, Chloe walks up and looks from Clark to the girl then questions, "What, are you trying to figure out what brand of jeans she's wearing? They look Wrangler to me."

This broke Clark's concentration and looks at Chloe and just asks, "What are you talking about?"

"You seemed to be staring pretty intently at that girl there. Clark, why were you staring at her?" Chloe wondered of her alien friend.

Clark answers straight, "Her stomach was blue. . ."

"Blue?" Chloe cut off.

"Yes, blue. I was just double checking to make sure she really does have blue skin. . .well, it would make sense, seeing that she has gloves a coat and jeans on, to cover the skin," Clark explained.

"In the summer?" Chloe exclaimed. "Huh, looks like trouble's brewing, and we're first in line to taste it," she added with a grin, with Clark laughing a little at her line.

"Come on, Talon, remember?" Clark reminded. Chloe nodded and sighed, she really wanted to find out if her skin was blue. "That girl can wait for now, right now, I need a cappuccino, I am in need of caffeine," he added.

". . .did she have white hair?" Chloe asks as they walk on towards the café.

Clark begins to think and answers, "Either that or a really light blond, I wasn't paying attention to that."

"Man, I really hope we'll run into her again, maybe even bring some excitement!" Chloe starts to get excited.

"Metropolis is a big place, I'm pretty sure we won't see her again. . .wait, do you want to get into danger?" Clark questions.

Chloe takes a deep breath and replies, "Clark, without danger, where's the fun? I'm so used to it, that I'm bored. I need adventure! And I'm positive she'll bring it. . .I'll bet we'll run into her again, Metropolis may be big, but not big enough for abnormal humans. . .except you."

On the streets, that same girl keeps walking, every now and then looking behind her shoulder, as if someone's following her. As she looks back for about the seventh time, she runs into someone. . .again. She automatically apologizes looking at the ground, "I'm so sorry! I should have been looking at where I was going. I'm sorry."

She glances to see who she bumped in to and he replied, "No, it's okay, happens a lot." He sticks out his palm for a handshake and introduces himself, "The name's Lex Luthor."

The girl takes his hand and shakes it, adding, "Sigrid Nansen."

"Sigrid, that's a nice name. Pleased to meet you," Lex cheerfully claims.

"Pleasure is all mine, Mr. Luthor, I've heard many good things about you," Sigrid states.

Lex smiles and asks, "You wouldn't perhaps be doing anything tonight? I'm throwing a party, all my friends are invited. You look like the kind of person who'd be interested in that type of thing."

"Oh yes! Big crowds are great! I'd love to! What time?" Sigrid wonders.

Lex answers, "It's at seven, and this is the adress of the party." Lex writes down on a piece of paper the place of the party. She gratefully accepts the paper and goes on her way.

Me:Whaddya think? Yes, it's short. . .I think. But, I would get too much into the next chappie. Please review!Please! I do accept flames, and if you do submit one, please tell me why, and I'll try to fix it if possible. And in reviews, please no cussing or indication of cussing, thank you. So, please please review!