Kaitlyn POV

My name is Kaitlyn Kent. I am the daughter of Clark and Lois Kent. If those names aren't familiar, Clark Kent is Superman. I am Supergirl.

I'm actually pretty shy. I don't show my face very often in public as Kaitlyn Kent. This helps to keep my secret of being Supergirl. I don't want anyone to know who I am.

I have a crush on Peter Parker. His locker is right next to mine. He's Spider-Man. Of course he doesn't know that I know.

The only problem is I think he likes this girl named Sarah. Sarah's really pretty. He red hair and bangs are always perfectly straight. My naturally wavy light brown hair will never straighten, and it won't hold a curl either.

My best friend Lindsay Wayne is the daughter of Bruce and Vicki Wayne. Since her dad is Batman, she's Batgirl.

I talk about Peter a lot when I'm with Lindsay. She knows I have a crush on him. But she does her fair share of talking about boys. She talks constantly about her dad's ex-sidekick, Robin. If you didn't know, he's the leader of the Teen Titans.

Lindsay is the only person that goes to school with me that I actually really talk to. The only other people I talk to are my parents, extended family, and my teachers. Hey, it helps me hide.

I talk and am calm and confident trying to save the world. But only then. Enough intro. Let's get on with it.

Peter opened his locker. I was so scared and nervous that I dropped my notebook. I had drawn the Spider-Man logo on the front.

"Did you draw this?" he asked me.

I nodded, unable to get my vocal cords to work.

"It's really good."

I flipped the notebook over. He looked at the newspaper clippings I cut and glued onto the back of the notebook.

I had made an identical ones in Supergirl and Batgirl and let him see those too.

"This is amazing," Peter said as the bell rang for the next class.

I turned to leave. His voice made me turn back around.

"I'll see you around Kaitlyn."

I smiled at his back as he walked to class.

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I walked home from school alone today. Lindsay had Science Club. With my backpack slung on my shoulder and my head hanging down, this lonely girl walking through New York City toward Metropolis was the perfect target for a robber.

A robber obviously had that same idea. He tried to steal my backpack right off!

A flash of red and blue went by and I felt the robber let go of my bag. Soon, Spider-Man and I were standing in an alley.

"You ok?" he asked me.

"Yeah, I'm fine," I nodded.

He started to leave.

"Peter Parker," I said to him quietly, "You don't have to pretend with me."

"How did you know?" he asked me in a surprised whisper.

"Because," I flew up in the air and came back down with my Supergirl outfit, "I'm Supergirl."

"You what?!" he exclaimed, "I've had a crush on you for years!"

"You have?" I blushed.

He nodded. "You help save the world. And my little sister when she had a dark hour at lunch. I've had a crush on Supergirl and Kaitlyn Kent for the longest time."

"Really?" I blushed deeper.

"Duh," he teased.

I looked at the time on my iPhone. "I gotta go," I told him, switching back to Kaitlyn Kent mode (even with the get-up.)

I left all the while trying not to fan-girl scream.