Becoming Supergirl

AN: Well this is my first fanfiction, so I hope whoever reads this ends up enjoying it. I will try to update as much as possible, but I do have school and other responsibilities. Please PM me if there are any, spelling or grammatical errors.

Disclaimer: I do not own anything except the plot, all characters are that of DC Comics and The CW.

Chapter 1

She could just taste the desperation and teenage hormones as she took her first step on school grounds. She groaned, just thinking about school was painful enough, yet thanks to her cousin, who thought it best for her to "fit in", she was here, at 8 o'clock on the first day of her junior year, at Smallville high. She snorted, the fighting crows, what a blankly unexceptional name, for such an unexceptional little hellhole in Kansas. Not that she was prejudice against Kansas; she just didn't like Earth in general.

She shook her head, snapping herself out of thoughts, after realizing she had been standing in the middle of the school parking lot for over five minutes. She kept walking, across the hard pavement, towards the stairs leading to the rust colored doors. She walked up the steps and through the entrance, her brown riding boots clicking on each step as she walked up. Causing heads to turn and people to gasp as they caught sight of her.

She still couldn't believe that her cousin had all but forced her to go to school, it's not like she wasn't smarter than everyone in the school, including the faculty, because she was. She just didn't like the fact that her younger cousin, was ordering her around like she was some sort of puppet. She suddenly felt the extreme need to punch something. She took deep, calming breaths, trying too coarse her heart and mind to relax. She was technically 25, dam time suspension, dam earth years. On her own world she was 17 when she left, but because of the inferior Earth technology, she was only 16, and thus only a junior.

Moving her head left to right, she looked for any sign that pointed to the office so she could pick up her schedule for her classes. Someone apparently saw her struggling to find where she was going, because she heard a young feminine voice asking her something. "Excuse me. Do you perhaps need some help trying to find something?" She whipped her head around and saw a girl around her age, Earth years, with long black hair and dark chocolate eyes. The girl had her head cocked to the side, like she knew that she was right, but was still trying to be polite. She had to stop herself from rolling her eyes at the question. She, of course could have just used her powers to find her way, but her ever-protective cousin insisted that only bad would come from that, so she refrained.

The young girl was surprised at the beauty of the girl in front of her. Because, beautiful was the only word that could be used to describe the person in front of her. She had a perfectly toned and tanned body, her blond hair was slightly curled, framing her model-like face, the girls eyes where what made her gasp, they where an icy blue, so light that they were almost white. She had seen the back of a blond looking lost, so, she figured, being the person that she was, she should help the clueless blond before her. When the blond did reasoned, her voice was smooth and, quite frankly, perfect, "Yes, I would love some help. Could you just point me in the direction of the office? I need to pick up my class schedule."

The girl replied hastily, "Sure, actually I'm headed that same way, I'll just walk you there." The blond seemed to slump her shoulder briefly, in annoyance or thankfulness, she couldn't tell. "I'm Kelly by the way."

She couldn't believe her luck, the one human who offered her help, just happened to be walking in the same direction, now she actually had to talk to and earthling. She was going to kill Kal-El when she got home. She smiled and turned her head to, the earthling, "Nice to meet you, I'm Kara." The girl looked at her weirdly, as if trying to recall a past memory that had flown through her grasp. Kara could sympathize with that, she couldn't remember anything after Kal-El had found her in the spaceship. It only hurt her head trying to recall anything, she still had her knowledge of her planet, where she was from, the technology there, the government systems, and the way things worked; but every memory of her family had been erased, they were just gone.

Kelly looked at Kara next to her, she was deep in thought, obviously, her brows where pulled in a harsh frown, and her jaw was clenched as well as her fists. She was angry, or frustrated, Kelly couldn't tell, she had never been great at reading people, so Kara remained a mystery to her. Kelly decided it would be best to just let Kara think. They both walked down the halls of Smallville high, people kept turning their heads to look at Kara, word must have spread fast about the "hot new girl". It was a bit odd; to be transferring in the middle of a semester, but Kelly knew that it was none of her business. She cleared her throat, Kara's icy eyes immediately lost the glazed over effect that they had been in, and met Kelly's brown ones. Kelly nodded her head in the direction of the office, "The office is right over there Kara, it was nice to met you. Good luck with your new first day."

With another word Kelly turned and left, the top of her head disappearing in the crowded halls within seconds. Weird girl, Kara thought as she turned on her heel and walked into the office. She walked up to the secretary and cleared her throat, when the old, snow haired lady didn't look up Kara opened her mouth to speak but was stopped, before she could even start, by a wrinkly finger in her face. After a few seconds the secretary stopped writing and looked expectantly at Kara, "Hi my name is Kara I'm here for my schedule."

The secretary grunted and asked in a rough voice, "Last name?" She spoke slowly as if Kara couldn't even comprehend the simplest instructions. Kara gripped harder on the counter in front of her in anger, this was why she couldn't stand earthlings; they think that they are all better than each other. She loosened her grip, knowing that if she held on for too much longer she would snap the counter in half.

"Kent, Kara Kent," she got out between clenched teeth. The secretary looked up at her in surprise.

"As in Martha and Jonathan Kent?" At Kara's tight nod the secretary plowed on, "I grew up next to Jonathan, nice family, very nice family." The secretary kept rambling on and on about the Kent family and her relations with them.

When Kara couldn't take it anymore, she interrupted, "Excuse me, can I have my schedule? I would like to get to class on time." The old lady looked at her, weirdly, as if telling her that it was not polite to interrupt. Kara rolled her eyes at the audacity of the human. After a short glaring match, the secretary handed her, her schedule. Kara mumbled an unintelligible thank you and fled quickly out of the small room. She looked at the clock on the wall, crap, she only had 3 minute to find… she looked down at her schedule; she had chemistry in room 312. She closed her eyes briefly, acknowledging the fact that she would be late and have everyone glare at her.

After about five minutes of aimlessly wandering Smallville high, which was surprisingly big, she found room 312. Kara closed her eyes and took a deep breath to control her anger and anxiety, as she pushed open the wooden door. At the sound of the door opening every head in the class turned towards her and fallowed as she walked up to the teachers desk. She tilted her head to the side in order to hide her face with her hair. It was weird Kara had never before felt the need to hide before, but the earthlings were a lot more judgmental than those of her planet. As she stopped before the teacher, her back facing the rest of the class, she handed him her schedule. He, the teacher, was in his late to mid forties, and had a lightly balding scalp of brown hair pulled into a comb-over. Kara never understood that style, people still could clearly tell that they were balding. He was squinting at her, his small ugly brown eyes peering over the rims of wire glasses, like that of a pig Kara though amused. She smirked at the thought.

"Welcome to Smallville High, I'm Mr. Hayden, and you may call me Mr. Hayden. Why don't you introduce yourself to the rest of the class?" Mr. Hayden said in a nasally voice that bugged Kara immensely. Kara nodded her head and slowly turned around…

Eric's head went straight up at the sound of the door opening. He almost gasped at the girl that walked through the door. She was hot, at least of what he had seen so far he deducted as his eyes roamed up and down her body. She wore a pair of brown riding boots, over tight blue jeans that showed off her perfectly shaped butt. She wore a tight yellow V-neck under a blue leather jacket that accentuated her curves. Eric licked his lips at the thought of her. He watched her carefully, as she gracefully walked over towards Mr. Hayden; she turned to face the class after Mr. Hayden's brief introduction. He gasped out loud when she turned to face the class; he wasn't the only one either, almost everyone was staring open-mouthed at the girl in front of them. She was pretty enough to, well, she was to pretty to not be in Smallville; she probably would have been to if not for her eyes. They were a terrifying blue. So blue that they were almost white, and it scared him.

"Hi, I'm Kara Kent and I just moved her from Minnesota and am living with my aunt and uncle." Holy shit, this was Clark Kent's cousin. Clark was known throughout the school even though he graduated like seven years ago, he was the only quarterback to lead the Smallville crows to the championship. Eric decided that he had better stay away from Kara, Clark had been overprotective, or so he heard from his older brother.

Kara could feel all the eyes on her. It was like a million little pins sticking into her skin, not that real pins could do any damage to her. Kara scoffed silently at the prospect of anything actually getting though her impenetrable skin. Kara walked towards the back of the class looking for an empty seat in a sea of judging stares and impassive faces. Her ice blue eyes swept across the room, stopping on an empty seat in the back of the room, as she walked towards it she could hear people whispering behind her. "I can't believe this. Do you see where she's walking?"

"No. Wait… OMG she is heading straight for HIM. How could she, everyone knows he's mine. I mean I'm head cheerleader and he's the quarterback. He's beautiful, I'm gorgeous. How more perfect can you get in a couple?"

"I don't know Amber, but you two are like totally perfect for each other. Now that blonde is going to steal him from you. You can't let her do that."

"Hmm. You're right. I guess we're just going to have to teach her whose boss around here."

"Today at lunch?"

"Today at lunch."

Kara couldn't help but role her eyes at the immaturity of humans. She sat down, in her chair, with an exaggerated thump. Her eyes gravitate to the earthling sitting next to her, she was curious about what the stupid humans were talking about. She considered that he could be good looking by human standards. He had chocolate brown hair that swept over his perfect forehead stopping just above his light grey eyes, her eyes roamed over his broad chest, that was shown of by his tight grey shirt, her eyes met his and he could hear him gasp slightly before he looked down again at his page. On the top left corner she could see his name, Eric. Hmm, maybe this would be a way to "emerge herself" in earth culture.

Eric was silently panicking as he saw Kara walking over towards him. He tried to ignore her, but she emitted a presence that demanded attention. He gulped slightly as she sat down, landing on her chair with an indignant thump. He shifted as her eyes roamed over his body, her eyes burning tiny holes in his body everywhere she looked. He looked up and right into her eyes. He gasped softly; they were like two tinny ice picks, slowly chipping away at his inner-most thoughts until he was left completely uncovered. Eric knew, though just from one glance, that this girl had something to hide. Not just any small thing, but a big thing. A secret that was so, well, secret that it would be the consequences would be devastating if ever found. Eric instantly knew, that he wanted to know this girl, to figure out her secret, even if she didn't.