The first day of senior year should be an empowering day in the life of a normal teenager. Of course. Why not? Reigning over freshmen, sophomores, and juniors? That's the stuff, right? Yeah, definitely...if you have been building a reputation and collecting friends left and right since freshman year, but if you're Kara Danvers, the first day of senior year might as well be your first day of freshman year all over again. Sure, National City Preparatory Academy is the best school in the state, but it's no place for an awkward girl like Kara. After transferring to finish her senior year, Kara had no intentions of making friends. Mostly because she knew she wouldn't be able to make any here in the pool of snobby, uptight rich kids that infested the school grounds. No, she would just keep to herself and rough it out until graduation. If she kept her grades up, which she had no trouble with, then she would be a shoe in for her dream school: Metropolis Institute of Technology. She figured, why not become a scientist and work alongside her sister Alex at the uber secretive government organization, the Department of Extranormal Operations? I mean, it all sounded good in theory, but it was either that, or go to Metropolis University and follow in her cousins footsteps and become a reporter. Whichever it was, National City Prep was the best place to be if any of those were to happen.
Kara walked into school, book bag at her side, locker combination in hand, and fidgeting with her uniforms skirt. She was a bit taller than most of the girls here, and wondered if maybe a size up would have meant a longer skirt. She wasn't self-conscious, and it was an all-girls school, but if she was trying to keep a low profile, she wanted to have the least amount of attention directed at her. That's when she saw her. Cat Grant, looking her way...well, more like gawking. Cat Grant's reputation extended throughout the state. She was beautiful, perfectly articulate, and practically a genius. Having already been accepted to all the Ivy League schools in the country, finishing high school was mostly a formality at this point. And she was staring up and down, with hungry eyes, right at Kara's legs. Kara shifted uncomfortably at the notion that she was being ogled at by the most popular girl in school and continued looking for her locker. She passed Cat, who was still staring, and realized by some, possibly horrendous fate, that her locker was two down from Cat's. She walked back and began turning the lock.
She felt eyes burning a hole into her head. She turned and saw that, indeed, Cat Grant was still staring at her. Cat quickly snapped out of whatever trance she was in and apologized, "I'm so sorry, I just...you looked so, I..I..." Cat could not believe she was actually fumbling her words. This girl could not have this effect on her without so much as uttering a single word.
Kara furrowed her eyebrows in confusion and adjusted her glasses nervously. Why was Cat Grant stuttering? Wasn't she supposed to be some perfectly poised big shot? Kara straightened up, gave her best Danvers 100watt smile and extended her hand, "Hi, I'm Kara Danvers, nice to meet you."
Cat looked at Kara's hand before her and blinked. She hesitated, but eventually returned the gesture. "Cat Grant, it's a pleasure." She released Kara's hand and instantly missed the warmth. Kara smiled again and Cat practically melted. This girl was beyond beautiful, far more beautiful than anyone she had ever met at this wretched school. She took this as an opportunity. She quickly established that if anyone else saw Kara and or she was befriended by the wrong people, they would ruin her seemingly sunny disposition and use her beauty as a trophy to display for popularity. Cat wouldn't let that happen. She shook herself out of her little fluke of a slump she was momentarily in and asked, "So, Kara. You're new, right?"
Kara brightened up as she began putting her books into her locker. "Yes! First day and I'm already dreading the workload."
Cat smiled. "Well, don't worry about that, I'll help you any way I can. Just stick with me and I'll make sure your time here goes by smoothly." Kara eyes widened at the offer. "Oh, come on. I'm pretty sure you're smart enough to do it on your own, but it doesn't hurt to have a friend by your side."
She wasn't sure how to process this information. "But you're the Cat Grant. I don't think you need any new friends. Especially me, I wouldn't want to hold you back. I know being the new kid won't do wonders for my social standing in this school, but I'm okay with that. I just don't want it affecting your reputation in any way."
Cat laughed at Kara's admission, "Reputation? What exactly do you think you know about me?"
"Well..." Kara's cheeks reddened as Car's hazel eyes looked into her blue eyes. "Well, for starters, rumor has it you're a genius, like mega genius, you have like a million friends, and you're insanely beauti-" Kara stopped herself before she could finish.
"I'm not sure where you heard those rumors from, but I can assure you, I don't have a million friends, it's more like..." Cat began sarcastically counting her fingers, "...none."
Kara looked at her curiously. "Really? Not even one?"
"No. Usually being as smart as I am, it tends to drive people away. So, yes. I AM, a genius, though I don't think I would classify myself as a 'mega genius' just yet." Cat smiled at Kara who in return gave her a grateful smile.
"Well, to tell you the truth, I came in today with no intention of making new friends." Cat's smile faltered a bit at Kara's confession. "But, you know...I wouldn't mind having ONE friend, if that's okay with you."
"I'd love that." Cat knew this would be difficult. Any friend she ever had would always get bored of her, but she knew if she didn't befriend Kara, then she'd definitely be scooped up by one of the more popular bitchy girls. Besides, Kara seemed like a smart girl, even if she didn't befriend her, she would never fall victim to those mean girls.
"One question Cat." Kara closed her locker door.
Cat flinched as the metal locker door slammed. "Ask away, I'm an open book."
Kara second guessed her curiosity, but decided to ask anyway, "Why were you staring at me when I walked in?"