'Careers Day'? Come on, no seventeen or eighteen-year-old would like to be told about things they already know. Especially in a school assembly they don't care about.

"Hey, Dana."

I turned around in the crowd of students streaming into the auditorium. He pronounced my name wrong for the second time today; correcting 'Dana' to 'Danna' would be a thing with him, I could tell.

Billy was now beside me but I continued walking. "That's not my name. It's Danna."

He pulled me back with his strong hand and then draped his arm around my shoulder. "Aw, come on, don't be like that. I know you're new and all, so I thought I could help you—show you 'round town and stuff after school…whataya say?"

"No, thank-you."

"Why?" He asked, sighing.

"This is my seventh day at this school, I've already seen the town and, also, I don't like you in that way. Now, stop this nonsense," I said, and took his arm off me and walked briskly away.

Smallville has been my home for around two weeks now and it has been so boring. My mom and dad moved here from Chicago because of their jobs with LuthorCorp.

Yeah, that, and also because I'm not a normal gal.

Ever since I turned thirteen (thank-you, good ol' puberty), I've been able to do things—things that I honestly can't control. My parents had to move to a smaller town because they couldn't afford a house in Metropolis (where they work), which is a shame because there is no anonymity in small towns. So far I've been able to alienate every student at Smallville High just by being the 'new kid'. My parents don't understand what it's like because they never went through it; I was abandoned at hospital in Chicago, so I'll never know if this thing is genetic. My life, for lack of a better word, sucks—well, at least if my life sucks it makes me sound like a normal angsty teen.

Love that word…'angsty'. Not even a real word, but it should be.

The auditorium was packed full of high-schoolers like sardines are packed into a can—tightly. I was herded to a seat in the middle of the gym and, to make my claustrophobia even worse, Billy sat next to me, sucking the air intended for my lungs into his. An igloo seemed a nice place to be at that moment. Then again, what would be fun to do in an igloo? I once tried regular fishing and failed, so ice-fishing would be out of the question…

I could feel someone touching my hair.

"Could you stop?" I asked Billy indignantly.

He smiled. "It's so fun, though! Please, just go for a ride with me?"

I took his hand away quickly as he fiddled with my Ballerina bun. "How about you sit next to your friends? Your five minute separation from them has taken its toll, and they're about to file a missing person report."

Billy's eyes turned dark and looked at his buddies, who were watching us and laughing, but finally he left to sit next to them. I breathed in deeply. I missed my air.

Principal Lemming walked on stage and hushed everybody. "As you are all well aware, today is 'Careers Day' and so we have two guest speakers here to talk to you about their work. Please welcome journalists Lois Lane and Smallville High's own Clark Kent!"

I didn't clap like everyone else did because I was too focused on the atmosphere change in the room. I looked around everywhere to find the source of the change, but I couldn't. I felt as if I had butterflies in my stomach; kinda like the feeling you get when going down the steepest bit of a rollercoaster. My heart was in my stomach and I wanted to puke it out…What was going on?

Clark's POV

"Lois, calm down, this is just a simple speech."

"Smallville, this is a not just a 'simple speech'; think about it, we could be inspiring some young, budding journalists of the future and we cannot afford to mess this up!"

I smiled and realised she had stage fright. "Lois, don't be nervous, you'll do fine."

Her expression relaxed a bit and she looked at the crowd. "You think so? There's just so many kids out there."

"Yes, you're the best at speeches; you make them everyday to me."

Lois turned back to me, looking sour. "I do not, Smallville. Now zip it, we're going on."

I shook my head and stepped out of the shadows and on the stage. As soon as I was on the stage, I felt…sick. It was like Kryptonite, but only I wasn't weak. I was, however, out of breath and, for the fourth time in my life, sweating. I didn't know what it was, but as I looked around the room, I found the source.

While everyone was clapping, there was one girl who seemed a little out of sorts. The girl was looking all over the room and when she looked at me, she gasped. It dawned on me that she was the reason I felt sick, but how?

This girl looked at me the whole time Lois was speaking and I stole as many glances as I could of her without seeming obvious. I had to use all of my strength to focus on my own speech and it was so hard to not rush and blow it. It was really tricky talking to students focusing in school when I was barely doing so myself.

When I finished my speech and sat down in my seat again, the girl had vanished. Maybe she was affected by Kryptonite? Maybe she was like me? It didn't seem logical, but this was Smallville and those were the only conclusions I could draw up.

I had to find and talk to her somehow.

Danna's POV

That bastard!

That guy Clark was the one who was making me feel so weird. How was that possible? No one ever made me feel that way before, so why him? I saw him looking at me, like he knew what I was and, though I wanted to know more about him, I had to leave. I had to vomit.

Not even one moment after he had finished his speech, once everyone had stood up to applaud him, I ran down my aisle and out the gymnasium door. I saw Billy looking at me on my way out, giving me the 'what the…?' look, but I only looked at him for a second as I tried desperately to keep the contents of my stomach from pouring out onto the corridor.

I got to the bathroom, let my stomach out, washed my mouth and thanked God I had a mint. I felt so crap that the only though going through my mind was that I had to leave this place now, just get out of here. With everyone still in assembly, it was easy to get my bag and walk out of school.

Once I knew I was a couple streets away, I relaxed and walked on for five minutes in peace. When I was about halfway home, I heard someone running up behind me, so I turned around, thinking it was that guy Clark. My eyes fell upon Billy instead, and he was only meters away from me.

"What are you doing? Are you stalking me now?" I asked, turning away, but he stopped me by grabbing my wrist and making me face him.

I stared as his fingers went white from the grip he had on my wrist, and then back into his eyes. There was something different about him; his usual joking self was replaced by an angry, disturbed young man.

"Hey, I tried talking to you. I complimented you, I was good to you, but I get nothing back? You made me look like a fool back there!" He yelled, pulling my arm, causing me to crash against him.

His emotions were already making me weak. "Please—just calm down, okay?"

"Calm down?! I can't sleep anymore, I can't eat and I can't stop thinking about you! All this time I've had to act all nice just hoping you would notice me—I'm tired of all that!"

I could feel it now; my vision blurring, my knees about to give way. I struggled with whatever energy I had left, which wasn't a lot. I felt one of Billy's hands on the back of my neck, the other on my hip. There was no chance to stop him leaning his head towards my face and—

I could just make out the sound of a car pulling up beside us, but I couldn't turn my head to see it. But then I heard footsteps and a man's voice shouting, and so thinking this was my chance for help, I hit Billy with everything I had left in me.

Thankfully the man noticed. "Let go of her!"

Billy let go of me completely, but I had had too much contact with him and I wasn't able to keep standing. The man, who was only a few steps away from us, rushed over and caught me. Once the man was distracted with me, Billy, I could see, took the opportunity to flee the scene.

"Are you alright? Do you need to go to the hospital?" He asked, looking down over me.

The last thing I saw were his eyes and then everything went white. This man's contact was different to other people. It took only a second to succumb to his emotions, unlike it taking a minute with Billy. I felt so much pain from him and I let out a few tears before the blinding white turned into black and I was out.

Clark's POV

After Lois and I got off stage, I made an excuse to go to the bathroom, but instead I was going after that girl. It wasn't long ago when she left, five/six minutes tops, she couldn't have gone far.

When I got out of the building, I tried listening to tell which way she went. The streets at this time of the day were empty and all I had to do was go after whatever voice or breathing I heard first. I heard her, she was about two or three miles away, and she wasn't alone. I could hear her breathing rapidly and then all of a sudden, it slowed down to almost nothing, as if she were sleeping. The other person was breathing hard, but he wasn't puffed out.

"Hello, can you hear me? Hey, wake up," the person said, and I knew straight away who it was.

I sped over to them, but hid a little way back. Lex would definitely be suspicious if I turned up, but it wasn't me I was worried about in that sense, it was her. If she was like me or affected by Kryptonite, she would be in trouble if Lex got wind of anything.

I saw him holding her in his arms and, judging by him wanting to wake her up, he wasn't the one responsible for her current condition. The only conclusion that came to mind was that she had fainted, but why? Was she hurt? Had Lex found out about her already? Was she careless with her power? Was fainting a side effect of her power? Did she even have a power?

Whatever the cause of her fainting, Lex couldn't wake her.

"Come on, wake up," he tried again, shaking and tapping her slightly, but still there was no reaction. He picked her up carefully and brought her over to his Porsche, he held her against the car as he opened the passenger door for her, and gently put her in. He went back for the backpack she presumably had dropped and then drove off with her.

The only places he could go were the medical center and his mansion, but because he didn't know her and she could be hurt, he'd have to go to the center.

I had to get back to Lois, so I would have to visit the hospital later. I just hoped she was okay and that Lex wouldn't bother her.