The young woman sits at the desk and begins to type.

"I am a freak. I don't mean that in you typical teenaged angsty way of "I feel so alone, no one understands me, blah, blah, blah.' I mean it from the standpoint of I am a freak of nature. I read minds. Let me start at the beginning and maybe this will make more sense."

"My name is Lena Thorul, or at least that is what I go by. My real name is Lena Luthor and before you ask, yes I am one of those Luthors, my father being Lionel Luthor. I was born in a small town in Kansas, called Smallville. My mother had been a secretary at my father's company when she caught his eye. She lost his eye soon after she 'betrayed' him by becoming pregnant with me. To avoid a scandle, as my father was married, my mother was banished to Smallville. My father kept tabs on my mother's pregnancy and made sure that most of her needs were taken care of. Most, with the exception of loving her in return, but then I really don't think that my father loves anyone except for possibly himself. My mother was killed in the meteor storm and I was alone in the world. My father hired a governess for me, obstensibly under caring for a Luthor Corp. employee's orphaned child. When I turned 12, I was sent away to England to attend boarding school, my nanny was dismissed as being no longer necessary. Needless to say, small town girl and isolation in a foreign school do not mix well. Especially when said small town girl starts developing migraines and is convinced that she is going mad when she hears voices in her head. Happy Sixteenth Birthday, Lena"

"I managed to keep the part about the voices in my head to myself but due to the migraines and my strong dislike for being so far from home, my grades began to slip and I was 'asked' to leave. Okay, so I was expelled. To say that my father was furious would be an understatement and I was banished back to Smallville. Since I am still a minor, I had to have adult supervision and was sent to live with the other great disappointment in my father's life, my brother Lex. Don't get me wrong, I love Lex dearly, but to my father, Lex was nearly a non-person. Lex and I got along pretty well especially since he has quite a few friends that are only a couple of years older than I am and who I had known when I had lived here with my mother. It was about a month after I came to live with Lex that the migraines stopped though the voices in my head only seemed to get stronger. I was starting to worry the servants when I would answer them before they could ask me a question and I could see Lex looking at me strangely when I did it to him a couple of times. After a couple of weeks of this going on I finally put it together that I was not crazy and could actually hear what people were thinking. So I was a little slow on the uptake, sue me. Its not like I could go to the doctor and tell him that I was hearing voices in my head. Can you say, 'enjoy your stay at the rest home, Lena?' I could and I was terrified at first. Later though, it became very interesting. I would hear little snippets of peoples internal monologues and you would be surprised at just how many secrets there are in a small town. I know I was..."

"First of all, just to set things clearly in your mind, I don't mean little town scandles like my parentage, that the Mayor's wife is having an affair with the Chief of Police or that the captain of the cheerleading squad is pregnant. Those things happen all over the place. What I am talking about is grade A bizarro land, science fiction weird. Things like the former football coach starting fires just by looking at things, the girl who dropped like 60 pounds in a matter of two days, the girl who can read minds(that's me in case you have forgotten), things like that, though the strangest of all is hidden in the last place anyone would think to look. His name is Clark Kent and his secrets top all the rest. Clark is probably one of the nicest people that you could ever meet and I never really set out to read his mind, it just kind of happened. I was like most of the people in town who thought that Clark was a sweet guy, definately the kind you could take home to meet your parents(well if your father wasn't Lionel Luthor but more on that soon), though a little on the boring side. Clark and Lex had become friends after Clark saved Lex's life. I was in England at the time but when I came home, I found out all about it and really didn't think alot about the fact that Clark and Lex hung out quite abit. I really made a concerted effort not to 'peek' into anyone's mind that I knew well and cared for, so I left Lex his privacy and tried to respect that of his friends, make that friend, since Clark was Lex's only friend. Clark had come over one day to visit with Lex but Lex had been called to Metropolis by our father. Clark seemed disappointed that Lex wasn't home and I told him that he was welcome to stay anyways and suggested that he could come keep me company while I swam. Okay, yes I was trying my best to put the moves on Clark but if you could see him, you would totally understand. Clark is beautiful both in body and in spirit. Here I am, alone in the house with this god like man of 18, who is totally unconscious of his looks and generous nature, of course I am going to try to attract his interest. Clark and I went down to the pool and I was trying my best to seduce my brother's best friend. Clark was being his ever polite self and I was being driven to distraction by my failure to get to him. I was losing my temper and he just sat there like some bump on a log. Deciding to throw all caution to the wind, I got out of the pool and asked Clark if he would be kind enough to help dry my back. He began to cough and stammered that it might not be the wisest of ideas. Finally, I was getting some sort of reaction from him. I insisted telling him that no one would ever say anything about him drying my back since he was like a brother to me and that I would ask Lex to do the same thing if he were there. Clark finally agreed and I was lost in thought on whther or not his lips were as soft as they looked when it happened. He was drying my back and our skin touched. I had imagined all sorts of wild things about how there would be a spark when we touched but nothing could prepare me for the reality."

"Our skin touched and I found myself drowning. Clark became an open book to me but one that I had not intended to read. I watched Clark amazement as Clark used abilities that I would never have guessed that he possessed. I could see him lift a truck with one hand, saw him looking through solid objects and shielding others from harm with his own body only to walk away uninjured. I saw his parents in his thoughts, Jonathon and Martha, and I could feel his concern for their farm. Images of his friends Pete and Chloe flashed before my eyes. I watched them introduce Clark to Chloe's 'Wall of Weird' at the school. I could see him hung on a pole as the school Scarecrow. I saw Lana, and knew that Clark cared for her deeply but the face that foremost was in his thoughts was the one that I would never guessed, the face of my brother Lex. I watched Lex and Clarks fledgeling friendship grow stronger and in time grew to be something much more than either had expected. I shared their first tentative kiss, the growing love between them and was nearly overwhelmed by the passion they shared the first time that they made love. The last was what finally was able to break the rapport between Clark and me. I gasped for air and turned to face Clark. The shock on his face was matched by mine but this time it was me who tried to fumble for words. Clark chose that moment to leave, I blinked and he was gone, leaving me standing there with my mouth open. I couldn't remember ever being so at a loss for words so I took a page from Clark's book and fled. I ran up to my room and locked myself in. Hours passed as I sat in the dark and tried to make sense of what I now knew. I felt like a complete ass trying to make a pass at Clark now that I knew the truth. As I digested the new information, all I could think of was that this sweet boy was just as strange as I was and I didn't mean being gay. I finally managed to fall asleep not knowing that Lex had come home and that the storms brewing on the horizon would change all of our lives forever."