Trouble Always Comes His Way
Authors note: This is my first story and this chapter is kinda slow but trust me it dose get better!! Plez review!!!!
Chapter One
Clark Kent sat up in bed, stretching lazily and yawned. He pulled off the covers and staggered down the hallway to the bathroom.
As he brushed his teeth he started to get a bad felling in the pit of his stomach. The kinds of feeling like you've been going in circles to fast. "Not this again." He grabbed the sink as his feet left the ground and his body started flouting in mid air.
For the past week or so instead of waking up flouting he was know flouting during the day too. And he had no control over it; he was surprised that Chloe hadn't noticed him when it had started while he was in the Torch office helping her. It was only because Pete had walk in and had saved him that she hadn't.
So there he was again, hanging on for dear life when his stomach stopped flipping and he landed with a resounding crash. As he stood back up he examined the sink. Were his hands had been there was know hole the size of his hands had grabbed a hold. "Great. Dad's going to kill me!"
He super-sped back to his room and grabbed his backpack stuffing his books inside. Then headed down stairs.