A/N: Hello all! This is my first Twilight fanfic ever. So I tried. Really. And is a crossover with Smallville, sorta.

This story is that instead of Clark coming in the meteor shower, it was Bella and her twin sister Lory. They were adopted by the Kents, yadda yadda yadda. In the story, the girls received their power a bit earlier than Clark, and their powers are not the same. Also, Jonathan Kent died way before he did in the show, and the whole senator thing also happened before, so Martha is now the senator. They also told Chloe and Pete about their powers. And oh, I changed Bella's eye color to blue. It's just that every Kryptonian I saw on the show had blue eyes, so I'm sticking to the tradition.

I have to warn you, this is a EdwardxBella and a JasperxOC story. Alice's in it too, but she and Jasper are not together. Just be creative about that part, ok? If you don't like it, don't read it.

Disclaimer: I don't own Twilight or Smallville. I do own Lory, though.

I sighed as I looked down at the white clouds passing under me.

It would have been perfectly fine with just running at super-speed instead of taking a slow, dangerous plane. Even though by normal standards a plane is one of the fastest ways of travel and, technically I couldn't get hurt, it still annoyed me.

I leaned back into my seat and looked at the seat next to me, which was occupied by my twin sister, Bella.

We were flying from Smallville, Kansas to Forks, Washington, to live with our Uncle Charlie. Why we were moving? It's a long story, really. Our dad, Jonathan Kent, had just passed away, and our mom, Martha Kent, became a senator, which would have been dad's place if he hadn't passed away.

I choked back tears. I wouldn't break down in front of my sister or in a plane full of strange people who knew nothing about me. No way in hell.

Anyway, Mom moved to Washington DC to do her job as a senator, so me, Lorraine Kent, or Lory as I like to be called, and my sister Isabella Kent, Bella for short, were moving to Forks to live with our Uncle Charlie, one of the only few people who knew mine and my sister's origins and powers. Yes, I did say powers.

It so happens that we are not exactly your average teenage girls. We're actually from another planet called Krypton, and thanks to that big ol' ball of yellow sunshine called sun, we have lots of special powers. Mine are more physical-based – I have super-strength, super-speed, invincibility, heat vision, X-ray and super-hearing – while Bella's are more mind-based – She is super-strong, super-fast (even though less than I am) and has the invincibility, but she also has the power of read minds, the 'zoom' vision (she can see things just like in a microscopic, but much closer), and her super-hearing is way more attuned than mine is – and we both can talk with each other in our heads. We don't know a lot about our home-planet – since it exploded right after our father put us both in a spaceship and send us to earth – but we do know is that we came with the first meteor shower that came upon Smallville years ago, and our parents found us and our ship on a corn field on that day. Another thing is that with that meteor shower, also came little greens meteors rocks called Kryptonite – our only weakness – and they gave people some weird powers all over Smallville. Our job used to be keeping those people from hurting others, but now I wasn't so sure.

Charlie found out about our origins when he came to visit mom – his sister – and us, when we were seven years old, and accidentally saw one of our little demonstrations of powers. Mom and dad told him about our powers and stuff and, gladly, he accepted everything really well.

That was partly the reason why we were moving to Forks, the other was to get away from Smallville, the meteor-freaks and all the memories of dad's death. Selfish, I know, but it couldn't be helped.

I looked over my sister who was looking blankly ahead, probably picking up stray thoughts on the plane, and fidgeting with a lock of brown hair on one hand.

We were twins all right, but we were almost completely different from each other. She was ivory-skinned with brown hair and a slender, but soft figure, while I was softly tanned with honey blonde hair and was more of the athletic type – I was on the cheerleading team for a good few years with my best friend Lana Lang, until I decided to quit and start focusing on studying. People only knew that we were sisters because our faces were a lot alike, and we both had baby-blue eyes.

I looked at Bella and whispered, "Are you alright?"

She blinked and turned to me, nodding, "Yeah."

"You just don't seem like yourself lately."

"It's just… The whole thing with dad and all…" She trailed off, knowing that I knew exactly what she was talking about.

"I know. Now we're moving to somewhere new, with new people and without mom's or dad's support," I agreed.

"This sucks. Life sucks."

"Specially for us, the freaky twins."

Bella smiled and settled again in picking up stray thoughts.

Boy, this trip was going to take long than expected.

When we arrived, Charlie helped us with our few bags – not that we needed any help, anyway – and we got into his police cruiser. The ride was quiet, with the occasional conversation between me and Bella on our heads, so as not to disturb the comfortable silence that had fallen over the car and probably to keep Charlie from listening on our private conversations. Before we reached his house, though, he had informed that he had bought a truck for us, as a gift, so that we didn't need to super speed to school every day.

Once we reached Charlie's house – which was surprisingly smaller than I remembered – we instantly saw the red truck our uncle had bought us. It sorta reminded me of the old truck we had back in Smallville, and it made me smile a little.

Bella and I took our bags from the car by ourselves and walked inside, before going to our respective rooms and setting our luggage down. Within a minute I had put all my clothes onto the dresser and was on my way to Bella's bedroom.

"Bella?" I called her, opening the door to my twin sister's bedroom. "You in there?"

I didn't get a response, instead I saw Bella staring at the window, her pale face wet as if she had been crying. Which she had.

"Oh sweetie," I said, coming fully into the room and sitting on her bed, putting an arm around her shoulders, "Don't worry, we'll be fine as long as we're together."

She nodded and we stood there, comforting each other.

After a minute or two, she stood up and said, "I'm going to get cleaned up."

"Okay. Just don't take too long, missy. I want to shower today too, you know?" She smiled and left the bedroom.

I sighed and silently wished that dad was alive so that we could be a family again.

"How did you dried your hair so fast?"

"Huh?" I asked, turning to look at my sister who was currently sitting on my bed, while I had been brushing my long and messy blonde hair. "Uh… I… Used my heat vision," I replied, looking sheepishly at Bella, before starting to brush my hair again.

"I thought we agreed to not use our powers so often."

"Don't even get started. I wasn't going to school on the first day with a completely ugly hair, excuse me."

"O-okay, Ms. Cheerleader." Bella answered, rolling her eyes.

"Hey, not really into cheerleading anymore, so quit it!" Bella's smirk only made me more annoyed.

"Girls, breakfast!" Charlie yelled from downstairs, but not so loud, knowing that we would hear anyway.

We both sped downstairs, making a gust of wind blow the papers on Charlie's hand fall down to the floor. In two blurs me and Bella had gotten ourselves each a bowl full of cereal and milk, gotten the papers from the floor and back to Charlie, sat by the table and started eating our breakfast. Our uncle looked impressed and surprised by how casual we were using our powers in front of him, but quickly let that go once he saw our matching mega watts smiles with milk dripping of our chins and all.

After breakfast, Charlie left for work on the Police Station, but not before wishing us both 'Good Luck', which was of no use, since good luck tended to avoid us.

We left quickly after, not wanting to stay in the house much longer, and got inside our new truck with Bella driving us to school. Once on the school, we entered the building that had a small sign on the door reading FRONT OFFICE. Surprisingly enough, inside was warmer than expected – not that we cared about the hot or cold anyway, a plus on having invincibility – but I really didn't pay attention to any of that. I walked to the woman on the counter and smiled,

"Hi, I'm Lorraine Kent and this is my sister Isabella Kent." The woman immediately recognized our names – we probably were a topic of gossip around here.

"Of course," she said, "I have your schedules right here, and a map of the school." She put several sheets of paper on the counter and started showing some stuff to us, and ended up giving each of us a slip to have all the teacher to sign, then bring them back at the end of the day. She smiled and hoped we liked Forks, like Charlie and Mom did. We simply smiled back.

On the walk back to the truck, we checked our schedules. We had all classes together, except two.

"Darn." I said, climbing inside the truck.

"What?" Bella asked, also getting in.

"Now we have to face two classes without each other." I explained.

"That sucks."

"Tell me about it."

Our first classes went by smoothly, with people staring at us all the time. Some kids were brave enough to talk to us, asking about our lives and such, which we answered politely, most for just satisfy their curiosity. We even met some nice kids and some guys even asked us out! Bella was surprised, of course, in Smallville she never really had many guys at her feet like I had when I was a cheerleader. Surely it gets irritating.

Soon enough, Spanish had ended and both me and Bella followed a girl named Jessica to lunch, where we sat at a full table with her friends, which I recognized several of them. They started talking about classes, teachers and other stuff, but me and Bella kept our distance, only answering when we were spoken to.

I was about to say something to my sister when I spotted them.

There were five of them. They weren't talking, or eating even though each of them had a tray of untouched food in front of them.

I stared.

Bella noticed how I had suddenly gone silent and was about to speak something when she also saw the same thing that I did.

One of the boys was huge, kinda reminded me of a bear, and had dark, curly hair. Next to him was a tall girl, who looked like belonged to the cover of a beauty magazine than a high school, with blonde hair that went until the middle of her back. There was also a pixielike girl, with a deep black hair, cropped short and pointing in every direction, and another boy with bronze hair, who was less bulky than the giant one.

But the one who caught my attention the most was the third boy sitting on the table. He was tall, lean, but still muscular and had honey blond hair, just like mine. And, oh yes, he, just like the others, was devastatingly, inhumanly beautiful.

I looked at him, intensely. There was just something about him that I couldn't quite put my finger on. He must've caught me staring because he looked up and our eyes met. He stared. I stared. He kept staring. I looked away.

The pixie girl rose from the table with her untouched food, and walked – or rather danced – to the garbage and dumped the food there. She then glided through the back door - faster than a human would have managed.

"Who are they?" Bella asked to Jessica, as if reading my thoughts. And knowing her, she probably was.

Jessica looked up, and as the moment she did that, the bronze-haired boy looked at her for a fraction of a second, then looked at my sister. They both looked away quickly, he as if someone had called him and he looked up to answer – which is impossible if he didn't have Kryptonian-hearing.

"That's Edward and Emmett Cullen, and Rosalie and Jasper Hale. The one who just left was Alice Cullen; they all live together with Dr. Cullen and his wife." She answered.

"They are… very nice-looking." I looked at my sister, throwing her a mock glare.

Nice-looking? Seriously? I thought.

Oh, shut up. She answered me.

"Yes!" Jessica agreed with a giggle. "Emmett and Rosalie are together though. And they live together."

"Which ones are the Cullens?" I asked. "They don't look related."

"Oh, they're not. Dr. Cullen is really young, in his twenties or early thirties. They're all adopted. The Hales arebrother and sister, twins – the blondes – and they're foster children."

"They look a little old…" I started.

"… for foster children." Bella finished.

Jess looked at us funny, but continued, "They are now, Jasper and Rosalie are both eighteen, but they've been with Mrs. Cullen since they were eight. She's their aunt or something."

"That's really kind of nice – for them to take care of all those kids like that, when they're so young and everything." Bella said.

The conversation kept going like that, with Jessica telling us all about the Cullens – or at least just what she knew – and more and more she appeared to be jealous of them. Not that I blame her.

During our talk, I kept stealing glances at the one named Jasper, trying to figure him out. I also noticed Bella looking at the bronze-haired boy – Edward -, and him also staring at her. At some point he had a slight frustrated expression as he looked at my sister and later me – only for a second though – which confused me the most.

I looked over to Bella, who was frowning slightly, as she looked at Edward and the rest.

What's wrong? I asked.

I don't know… I just can't read their minds.

That caught me of guard. She couldn't read their minds? In Smallville, she could read everyone else's minds, except the few meteor-freaks with some kind of telepathic power (she said it was probably that they created some sort of shield with their minds, some not even knowing it, but I hadn't really paid attention – Friendswas on) and the occasional psychotic Kryptonian looking for our total annihilation.

Are you sure? Maybe you're just kinda 'off'.

I'm completely sure. I can hear other people's thoughts just fine.

Huh. We have to see this further. Maybe they're meteor-infected?

I don't know. We'll have to wait and see.

Okay.

We sat there with Jessica's friends a little longer, and watched as all four of them left the table. My eyes, though, were glued – discreetly, of course – at the one Jasper Hale.

After a while longer we left for our second class without each other, Bella with a girl named Angela and I by myself.

I had no idea what that class had in store for me.

A/N: Reviews keep me happy! What do you think? Should I keep going? Should I stop this right now because this is crap? You tell me! :D