Alright guys so I do not want to write the rest of the other story only because I went threw a bit of psychosis and that story really didn't have a point. I am fully functional right now I actually cannot sleep and I was just talking with my 'special friends' about a new story idea. I read a story a while back that was about Smallville and it included Alex (as Clark Kent's daughter) and Mitchie Hallowell (sp?)( Piper's daughter from the show Charmed). I haven't checked on it in a while so I don't want you guys to say its the same as that one. This is going to be my own little spin off of it so I hope you guys enjoy it.

Mitchie's P.O.V.

I heard my alarm clock go off again for the millionth time and I threw my hand over the snooze button once again. "Wake up or you are going to be late for school!" yelled my mom from my door way. I grabbed my pillow and shoved it over my head. "I don't want to go to school" I mumbled back. "Michelle Rose Emery Hallowell get out of that bed now or I will go get your father!' she warned me.

I slowly sat up and rubbed my eyes. I stood up and walked into my closet. I didn't feel like trying on cloths so with the wave of the finger and little imagination I tried on different sets of cloths without changing. I settled on blue tight fit jeans, a purple shirt, a light green pullover, a pair of Converse and my purple knit beanie.

I grabbed my bag and walked downstairs. I sat at my usual spot at the table and grabbed a bagel from the plate in front of me. I kept my fingers on it for a few seconds and it started to toast. When it was finished I put it back on my plate and started smearing it with cream cheese. "Michelle how many time have I told you not to use magic when it isn't needed?" asked my aunt Pru in a rather rude tone. "Yeah and how many times have I told you it's Mitchie not Michelle" I replied back in the same tone of voice. "Michelle stop talking back to your aunt" ordered my mother.

I just rolled my eyes and shook my head. "Don't give me your attitude" said my mother. "Yes mother" I replied in a dreary tone. She looked behind me and my dad kissed me on the head "listen to your mother" was all he had to say. I grabbed one half of my bagel and then stood up and grabbed my bag. "I'd love to stay and chat but I have school" I said and then headed for the door. They all said their goodbyes and I waved in return. I closed the door behind me and took a bite out of my bagel. I took a turn down the street and started looking around while I ate. I saw a van pull up and a new family was moving into the house next to ours.

A girl stepped out of the van and she looked around my age. An older aged man got out of the car and started talking to her. "Yes, you have to go to school today" he said to her as I started to ease drop while walking by. "Come on why can't I just stay and help move in?" she asked and then he just shook his head and she started to get her stuff out of the car. She threw her bag over her shoulder and then started walking close behind me. "Bye dad" she said sarcastically.

She kept following me and eventually she was walking next to me. "Hey, I'm Alex" she introduced herself. "Mitchie" I replied in a rather shy manner. "You go to Bishop high school?" she asked me. "Yeah unfortunately" I replied. "listen you don't want to get your hopes up about this school" I told her. "Why?" she asked. "Because its just full of the same nerds and jocks that you had at your old school nothing special" we walked in silence until we got to school and then I ran off.

Alex's P.O.V.

I met Mitchie this morning and she seemed nice but I think she has something more to tell. I brushed it off and as soon as we got to school she took off. I went to the main office. I politely asked for my schedule and the student working the desk shoved it at me. I took it said a simple 'Thanks' and then the bell rang for my first period.

I didn't have any exciting classes until 6th period and it was labeled 'resource'. I shouldn't have that class, they must have put it on my schedule by accident. I decided I would straighten it out with the teacher. I was looking around for room 209 F and the numbers only went to 209 E. I was now quite confused. All of a sudden I felt a hand grab my arm. It was Mitchie and she started dragging me to the end of the hall. It was just a clear wall but she kept walking. 'Mitchie' I said to her and then I covered my face with my arm so that it wouldn't hurt when we walked into the wall.

I was surprised when she let go and I didn't feel any pain. I moved my arm and looked to see where I was. It was some sort of extra room hidden behind the wall. It was filled with red drapes and it had all sorts of bottles and mixtures. It also had paper animals walking around. It was beautiful. Mitchie walked to the back of the room and sat down by herself. The teacher was wearing normal cloths just like the rest of us. The difference is that she is sitting behind the desk. I walked over to her "Are you the teacher?" I asked and she replied with a nod. She started talking to me threw my thoughts. 'You must be Alex then' she replied to me. 'The one and only' I thought back to her. She laughed and then pointed to the seat next to Mitchie.

I gave a soft smile and sat down next to her. Mitchie looked up to me and I replied with a soft 'hey' then she giggled. She stopped sketching in her sketch book and looked up at me. "I knew you had something to hide" she said to me with a smirk. "Oh really? Do you know what that thing is?" I asked her trying to be cocky. "No, but the point is I am still right". 'Alright class listen up' said our teacher threw our minds and we all looked at her. She was now standing at the front of the room the way all the desks were facing. "Alright it is that time of year again, annual exams" she says and everyone groaned. "This year is going to be different" she told us. "This year you will all get a partner and do a group project about your select group of people. To make this easier I will pick partners, the person you sit next to will be your partner". I groaned. The teacher told us to start working on our project so I turned to Mitchie.

"Howdy partner" I said to her in a southern accent and she giggled with me. "Let me make this easy on you" she then cleared her throat. "Hello, I'm Michelle Rose Emery Hallowell Witch" she then stuck her hand out to me. Oh boy this is going to be a hard relationship.

Question time: (I like questions they help with story line)

Who do you think Alex's relatives are. (Hint: Na na na na na na na)

What do you think Alex's full name is?

What is Alex's race (Ex. Witch, Angel, dark lord, vampire?)

Is it good so far?