Disclaimer: I do not own any of these characters exept Mell. I really wish I owned Davis, though. I love him. He's hot.

A/N: This story is for everybody not just Chlavis. (Even though there's a lot of them.) Still, please R&R! That'll be awsome.

Connor sat in an office waiting for his dad. He still couldn't believe that just a year ago he was a three year old. Now he's also going to start high school. Great. After being in that place that made him a 15 year old, and two months training with his parents and his uncle, he had to start living as a sixteen year old in the human world. Isn't that exiting? Not really. He wanted to be a hero like his family. He wanted to use his powers that he had for good.

He was a one of a kind. He knew there were a lot of different kind of people out there with powers, like most of his parents friends. They got their powers in different ways. There were few that were born this way like his Dad and his uncle. His Dad came from planet called Krypton and so did his uncle Clark. Technically, his uncle really wasn't his uncle but he and his mom were so close they were like brother and sister. And the fact that he had some of his DNA made them a little connected. He was miracously born to his mother Chloe Sullivan in this place called S.T.A.R. father was a lot different then Clark who had amazing powers that was energized from the sun, his father had altered Kryptonian DNA that turned him into a monster that didn' have control. They eventually found a way to seperate the monster from Davis. But his mother was still going to give birth; the pregancy only lasted a few months. They didn't think his mother was going to make it or the baby but then Clark gave her a blood transfusion of his blood and she made it. Then later Connor was kidnapped by Cadmus Labs. They altered Clark's DNA more and grew Connor really fast. But his father and uncle rescued him along with a group of their friends the Justice League.

"Connor, wake up." His dad said waking him up from his daze.

"I'm awake, I'm awake!" Connor said startled.

"Good, because you're starting school today. I talked to the principal, and she enrolled you."

"Just like that?"

"Yeah, I think she has a thing for tall guys with black hair."

"No. She has a thing for you. Every girl I see you talk to does."

"It's a gift. A gift that you also have. I saw those high school girls going all goowie eyed over you while we were walking."

"Really?" He said interested, then said, "Well, I don't care. I don't want to go to school."

"Come on. You can make tons of freinds."

"Friends? Well, why didn't you just say so? Who wouldn't want friends with people who you have nothing in comman or you're a hundred times smarter? I do!" He said sarcastically.

"Ha, ha, very funny."

"Really? I thought it was lame."

"Connor, this isn't funny. You have to go to school."

"But, Dad-." His dad looked at him carefully. Oh right, he thought. I'm supposed to pretend he's my brother"But, Davis."

"No buts, Connor, I'm sorry. I know it stinks now but consider your self lucky, when I was your age I never went to high school and I always regretted it. It's a good life experience. At least that's what your artificial teacher said ." He whispered.

"Fine, I'll go, but there better be hot girls."

"Oh, there will be. It's high school."

"I better I have your word on that."

"You do. Good luck. And please, try to have fun."

"I'll try."

Connor was walking in his high school's hallway and all of a sudden a girl tripped and fell. As a reflex he helped her up. She tried to push him away, but didn't have much luck.

Disgruntled she said, "I didn't need help. I can take care of myself. Thank you."

Then she stormed off.

Connor looked at her back and said confused, "Your welcome?" Then he said sarcastically, "What a great welcome."

Connor took a deep breath and headed for class. He had hoped things would get better but doubted it.

When he arrived at Science class he wasn't too pleased to see that every seat was filled except the one on the lab table next to that lovely ungrateful girl. She sighed loudly and twirled her dyed black hair annoyed.

When Connor sat down she gasped under her breath and said "Oh, great just my luck."

Then she turned around trying to smile but more coming out like an evil smirk. Facing him she said, "So uh, look, I think we started off on the wrong foot. I really need a good grade and was doing perfectly fine by myself. So if you just let me do my thing and don't bother me, I think we'll do just fine."

That really annoyed him. She was so not helping him trying to look at the bright side of this dreary idea of him going to school among mere mortals.

Then he said, "I don't know but judging by this. It looks like you need my help."

He pointed to her lab sheet that was out with formula answers on it.

She shot him a piercing look, "What? This is right."

Connor grabbed her paper and said, "No, actually you're missing a couple of numbers right here."

He then took her pencil and erased her formula and put in his own.

Then she fumed and said, "You did not just do that?"

"No. You saw me I did."

She rolled her eyes and looked at the paper sighing and said, "You know what fine. It looks like you are smart after all. But just don't get in my way smarty pants."

"Fine, just get it right. Oh, by the way, if we're going to be partners I should introduce myself, I'm Connor."

He put his hand out for her to shake it.

Then she ignored his hand and said, "I'm Mel, and I don't touch people. That's all you need to know."

Then he said, "Well, Mel, I think this is a beginning of a beautiful-"

She cut him off and said, "People who watch Cassablanca are retarded."

"Well, it looks like your retarded since obviously you've seen it since you know what I was talking about."

Frustrated she sighed and blew her hair out of her face. Then she whispered really low, "Jerk."

Connor was relieved to go to his next class and not see that annoying unappreciative self righteous girl. His three classes were bearable and uneventful. He was glad that the day was halfway over. After lunch he had drama class which he was actually looking forward to. He had watched so many movies as part of his training to see how people are. And he knew that any good super hero had to be an excellent actor so he could pull off his double identity. As he walked in the theatre he saw her. That ungrateful, self-absorbed, drives him crazy girl.

He sat down as far away from her as possible. As the class went on it was time to pick partners for trusting exercises. This was something he could not endure with her, again. So he tried to be partners with all of these perfect strangers but they all had picked their partners. Everyone had picked partners except for her. She had not even tried to talk to anyone. What was this girl's problem? Did she enjoy this?

"Oh, you again." She said annoyed.

"Yeah, somebody up there hates me."

She laughed involuntarily and then quickly covered it up with a glare. Then she said, "Listen, let's just do the exercises and nobody will get hurt."

"Whatever you say, Corella Deville."

She gasped offended, "Fine lets do it, Tin Man."

"Is that supposed to be offensive?"

"He has no heart like you."

"At least he gets a heart at the end unlike Corella Deville whose just pure evil."

Then they started to do the exercise. He had to fall backwards and she had to catch him. As he fell she moved away on purpose. He stopped himself before hitting the ground. That would not be good to destroy the stage on his first day. He would get a lecture from his mom for sure.

Then she said, "How did you do that?"

Then he said, "Do what?"

"Stop yourself from hitting the ground when you fell."

"Just a reflex."

"OK?" She said not looking convinced.

"Look just drop it. OK?"

"Fine whatever you say grumpy pants."

"Please."

"Fine."

After that they did their evasiveness as calmly as possible. Well, at least for them.

When the bell rang Connor was so relieved to get out of there that he was the first person to leave. The next two classes were also bearable, but eighth period was a different story. As soon as he walked into the gym, guess who he saw? Yes, it was her. It was that same selfish, irritating, annoying person who won't leave something alone, she devil. Luckily they weren't partners or on the same team. In fact she wasn't even playing. She was sitting out on the bleachers looking like she had a clean bill of health.

He wondered why she was sitting out. Then he got it she was sitting out because of him. Then she would want to sit out everyday. That was ridiculous. He just couldn't be the reason. If he wasn't the reason then what was? He couldn't let that get to him because he wanted to enjoy gym.

After school he was waiting for his Dad to pick him up. He couldn't see why he couldn't just super speed, but no he has to do normal things in front of people. When he turned to the side of his school he saw her talking on her cell phone. He didn't want to eaves drop but he couldn't help it, he was curious. He used his superhearing,

"But Sarah, tell Dad I need to see Gramp. It's getting worse."

"He knows that, but you have to go to the charity ball tonight."

"I'd rather spend time with my grandpa and him helping me, than spending time with little snobbish Pop-Tarts."

"Those Pop-Tarts are called teenagers, and not all of them are Pop-Tarts. Okay?"

"Sure, whatever."

"Oh, he says he loves you."

"Yeah, whatever me, too" She said.

"See you tonight."

Then they hung up. Connor couldn't believe what he just did. He eavesdropped on somebody he barely knew conversation. That goes against everything that his family taught him. Okay maybe not everything but almost. Somehow, though, he still listened to somebody's personal conversation. Well, at least he didn't understand most of it. Actually, he understood it, but told himself not to. Anyways he decided not to tell anybody what happened, because they will get mad and disappointed. He didn't want them to get mad at him on his fist day of civilization. Then Davis picked him up and brought him home.

When he opened his door, his aunt Kara who's really like a big sister to him was right in front of him holding a suit.

"Hey, Kara, what's this."

"This, my friend is a tuxedo. You wear it when you go to a fancy place."

"I know what a tuxedo is, Skara. What I meant is why are you showing this to me?"

"For a guy who's supposed to have Braniac's smartness, you're very clueless."

"Oh, I have quite many explanations for it, but I want you to tell me the right one. So I'm for sure."

"Well, it's for the Teenagers Ball tonight. Isis is one of its sponsors and we thought it would be a good thing for you to visit other teens. Even some of them have powers, like you."

"Really?" He said sarcastically cheerful.

"Duh, Isis is one of its small sponsors, as I said before." She said ignoring what he said. "That means some kids from Isis are going."

"But none of them are aliens like me."

Then Davis said, "You can still make friends even though they're not like you. Besides, technically you're half alien."

"Yeah but I had a rough time working with ignorant mortals the whole freak'n day."

"Hey, stop calling them that. Not all of them are like that. Do you think Lois is like that?"

Then both Kara and Connor gave him a, "You got to be kidding?" look.

"Don't answer that. Look, nobody-no matter what planet they come from or if they're just mortal- have only one characteristic. They have a million. You just have to get to know them a little bit. That's why it'll be good for you to go to the ball. So have you changed your mind yet?"

"Yeah, I have. I'll go."

"Awesome." Kara said excitingly. "Here's your tux. You won't regret it."

"Oh, believe me, I will."

A/N: So, what did you think? Please review. If I don't get at least two reviews I won't post another chapter! Just kidding. Still, review!