" Well Thalia this will be your room and Drake, you and Pete will share okay?" My uncle said smiling wearily as I pulled my pink suitcase into a very small guest room. "Okay thanks." I muttered and turned to close the door. Okay? Okay!? How would things ever be "okay" again? Just three hours ago I had been sitting in my own room, laying on my own bed listening to traffic. Here in Smallville you were lucky to hear a car go by in a couple of days. The Ross home was located about ten minutes out of town in an old western house, planted on 2 1/2 acres. Ariiving here all I saw were endless dirtroads and millions upon millions of rows of corn and wheat. The entire town was a dusty gold and brown. We drove through town quickly to pick up osme groceries and I saw next to nothing just a few shops. Coffee, general store, flower shop, boutique, book store and hardware store. Where was The body shop? JC Penny's? Foot locker maybe? I felt so out of place I mean they way people dressed and talked!? You would think we were from a different planet! I guess the style in Smallville consisted of Flannel shirts, Levi jeans, boots, Courderoy jackets and high ribbed socks... NO THANK YOU. I was quite comfortable in my hipster jeans, puma sneakers, halter tops, my hoodie and collection of bandana's. there was no way I was going to get caught up in this sad picture of hopeless fashion. I thought dimly as I slowly unpacked my clothes stuffing thm into the rickety drawers of my dresser and taking out picture of my friends and of my parents. I stopped suddenly as I pulled the last picture out. I felt my throat swell. The picture was of us all in Florida on vacation. It wasn't coomon for my parents to get vacation often. Luthor always had his personell working as long as the laws would allow him. When my mom and dad were able to have time off we always took trips.
" Uhh Thalia?" someone asked knocking lightly on the closed door. "what?" I replied wiping the tears that had begun to wellup in my eyes and put the picture back in the suitcase. "it's Pete can I come in?" he asked talking into the small crack inbetween the door. "yeah" I answered and plopped down on the small single bed that was upagainst the wall. "hey." Pete murmered and forced a smile. " I was wondering If you want to go to town with me? I'll show you around? I'm going to meet some of my friends at the coffee shop." He asked looking around the room curiously. " What about Drake?' I asked fishing under the bed looking for my flipflops. "He said no." Pete replied picking up the missing flip flop for me that was hidden under some boxes. "Well I guess. I'll be there in a sec." I said as I grabbed my signiture blue bandana and pulled in on.
I guess kids in the country have no incentive to have their own cars. I mean between each house is like 5miles yet hardly anybody has a car. Pete drove up to town in his mom's Explorer and we headed to The beanery. I inhaled the warm musky smell as we entered and followed Pete to the corner where a small pixie blonde sat talking happily to some big dark haired guy. " Hey guys, this is one of my cousins Thalia." Pete said happily and smiled at his friends. "that is Chloe and this is Clark." He said motioning to the blonde and the guy with stunning green eyes. "hi" they both said almost at the same time. "yeah hey" I answered and eased myself next to the darkhaired guy. "Uh so where are you from?" the blond asked pushing away her laptop. " Metropolis." I answered and waited for the waitress to come and ask for our orders. Finally she came up and asked "I'll have a mocha frappacino with whipped cream." I asked eagerly wanting some caffine desperately. " Whoa do you know how many fat grams are in that?" Chole cried her eye brows raised. "No, not that I care." I replied glaring at Pete. Why did he bring me here if his friend was just going to interrogate me. "Well even if you don't it's 80 grams!" she continued babbling on. "Really well thanks for sharing. So what are you working on?" I said directing the conversation to her laptop. " Oh I'm the editor of The Torch it's a weekly newspaper our school has. It's kind of a story of the werid really." She said happily getting excited from talking about the article she was working on. The dark haired guy, Clarke was almost silent and just smiled and gazed around. Every once in a while he would gaze at me for a second watching my expressions. " So What grade are you in? Senior year right?" He finally asked. " Thankfully!" I smiled. "Yeah that's cool." He answered smiling back "SO," Chloe cried interrupted our smiling, " Why did you come to smallville?" she smirked.
Ok if u want more please R&R cause I dun wann keep writing if this is crap ok?
" Uhh Thalia?" someone asked knocking lightly on the closed door. "what?" I replied wiping the tears that had begun to wellup in my eyes and put the picture back in the suitcase. "it's Pete can I come in?" he asked talking into the small crack inbetween the door. "yeah" I answered and plopped down on the small single bed that was upagainst the wall. "hey." Pete murmered and forced a smile. " I was wondering If you want to go to town with me? I'll show you around? I'm going to meet some of my friends at the coffee shop." He asked looking around the room curiously. " What about Drake?' I asked fishing under the bed looking for my flipflops. "He said no." Pete replied picking up the missing flip flop for me that was hidden under some boxes. "Well I guess. I'll be there in a sec." I said as I grabbed my signiture blue bandana and pulled in on.
I guess kids in the country have no incentive to have their own cars. I mean between each house is like 5miles yet hardly anybody has a car. Pete drove up to town in his mom's Explorer and we headed to The beanery. I inhaled the warm musky smell as we entered and followed Pete to the corner where a small pixie blonde sat talking happily to some big dark haired guy. " Hey guys, this is one of my cousins Thalia." Pete said happily and smiled at his friends. "that is Chloe and this is Clark." He said motioning to the blonde and the guy with stunning green eyes. "hi" they both said almost at the same time. "yeah hey" I answered and eased myself next to the darkhaired guy. "Uh so where are you from?" the blond asked pushing away her laptop. " Metropolis." I answered and waited for the waitress to come and ask for our orders. Finally she came up and asked "I'll have a mocha frappacino with whipped cream." I asked eagerly wanting some caffine desperately. " Whoa do you know how many fat grams are in that?" Chole cried her eye brows raised. "No, not that I care." I replied glaring at Pete. Why did he bring me here if his friend was just going to interrogate me. "Well even if you don't it's 80 grams!" she continued babbling on. "Really well thanks for sharing. So what are you working on?" I said directing the conversation to her laptop. " Oh I'm the editor of The Torch it's a weekly newspaper our school has. It's kind of a story of the werid really." She said happily getting excited from talking about the article she was working on. The dark haired guy, Clarke was almost silent and just smiled and gazed around. Every once in a while he would gaze at me for a second watching my expressions. " So What grade are you in? Senior year right?" He finally asked. " Thankfully!" I smiled. "Yeah that's cool." He answered smiling back "SO," Chloe cried interrupted our smiling, " Why did you come to smallville?" she smirked.
Ok if u want more please R&R cause I dun wann keep writing if this is crap ok?