Smallville Fan fiction "Fate" Disclaimer: I don't own anything except the storyline and blah blah.

Chapter 1: Lana's Dream

Lana woke up, with tears falling from her eyes. A dream. It had all been a dream. "Just a dream."she told herself. She didn't want to think that she had a nightmare. She thought that her reputation as the most beautiful girl in Smallville high was going to go down just as fast as it went up if people knew that she still cries at night. She closed her eyes and tried to imagine the humiliation she'd be having if someone found out.

The Crows were winning the football game against the Metropolis Sharks. Lana, the head cheerleader was doing high kicks when she suddenly slipped. Everyone was laughing. Even her boyfriend, Whitney, was laughing. She looked around at all the people around her as they did the same thing. As she looked around once more, She saw a familiar face looking sad because of what was happening. She walked slowly Towards that person and said "Hey." The mysterious guy turned around, and to Lana's Surprise, it was Clark Kent. "Lana, are you okay?" he asked. She found Clark weird before she knew him, but when she did, she realized that even though they didn't know Each other that well, Clark would always be there for her, no matter what.

At that, she smiled and went back to her much needed sleep, thinking about Clark.

"Clark! Get up! You're going to be late," shouted Martha Kent.

"Coming mom," Replied the young man, who seemed like any normal boy. But this boy had a secret. He wasn't exactly from around here. In fact, he came in a tiny ship was hidden safely from others in the Kent's storm cellar. Clark had the ability to move faster than a bullet, lift houses like a feather with his super strength, see through anything except lead, and his newly discovered power, heat-ray vision, which can practically burn almost anything. Despite his seemingly invincible structure, Clark, like anyone, had a weakness. The meteor rocks which came with him when he arrived during the meteor shower robbed him of his abilities and make him look like he was going to hurl.

Clark sped down the stairs of the Kent house and greeted his mother.

"Morning mom," Clark said as he kissed his mother on the cheek.

"Clark, for someone who can do things faster than a speeding bullet, you sure are slow. Now go on, the bus is going to be here any minute now," Reminded his mother.

"Bye Mom!" At that, Clark left for school.

As soon as Clark arrived in school, he went directly to the Torch's office to look for his two best friends, Chloe Sullivan and Pete Ross. "Hey Chloe! Umm, got a minute?" Clark asked the intrepid blonde reporter who was the editor-in-chief of Smallville high's newspaper.

"Sure Clark! What can I do for you?" Chloe said while flashing her best smile. Ever since she moved from Metropolis, Clark had been her best guy friend. She secretly still liked Clark even when they broke up months ago. She always thought of him as her own personal guardian who was always there for her.

"Can you type in my history project? I still have lots of things to do and apparently, I don't have the time to type it so I was wondering if." Chloe then cut him off.

"You don't have to worry about it Clark, I've got you covered."

"Thanks Chloe! You're the greatest!" Clark said and waved goodbye to his friend. Now to look for Pete. I wonder where he could be. Clark thought as he passed the seemingly endless row of lockers in Smallville high. Before he could even ask anyone on Pete's whereabouts, the bell rang, signaling that they had ten minutes to get to their respective classes. Clark went back to his locker and got his books. He passed by Lana on the way to the History classroom and managed to say hi. His heart then started beating faster as she waved hi to him.

History was as boring as usual for Clark and so was Math and Chemistry. But one thing made his History class from boring to a nightmare. Clark felt bored so he decided to do what he did when he couldn't do anything. Stare at Lana. This time though, something unexpected happened as he was awoken from his stupor.

"Mr. Kent, can you please repeat what I have been telling the class?" asked his strict History teacher. Pete gave Clark a "You're in serious trouble look", while Chloe managed not to laugh.

"I... I wasn't able to study last night sir," Clark said as he looked on the ground.

"Were you not able to study last night Mr. Kent or were you just too busy staring at Ms. Lang that you haven't been able to listen to anything I just said?" His history teacher half shouted.

Clark blushed furiously as the class giggled at him while Lana looked at him menacingly.

"Next time, you should know better Mr. Kent, sit down."

To Clark, it seemed like it was the end of the world, being so helpless about his embarrassing situation, he decided to ask his friend Pete what to do since he had more in experience with Clark.

"Clark, just go talk to her man! Maybe she'd even forgive you and you'd still be friends," advised the averagely tall young man. "But what should I say?" asked Clark with a worried expression on his face.

"Common sense Clark, tell her you're sorry! And speaking of Lana, Good luck lover boy!" Pete hurriedly left as Lana approached the cafeteria. She got a can of soda and sat down on the usual table. Clark mustered all the courage he could to talk to Lana.

"Hey Lana, can I. talk.... sorry." Clark said shaking in his nervousness.

"Calm down Clark, what's on your mind?" She said smiling at the young boy.

Don't smile! You're making this all the more harder for me! Clark thought as he searched his mind for the right words to say.

"Lana, I'm sorry for." He managed to say before she interrupted.

"Here, take a seat." She offered.

This is amazing! I get to sit with Lana! Clark thought as he took a seat.

"Listen Lana, I'm sorry for staring at you during history class, I was just really bored." Clark said while pessimistically waiting for rejection.

"It's okay Clark; I do that sometimes too." She said smiling as Clark looked surprised.

Wait, "I do that sometimes too." does that mean that Lana.Clark thought before he dismissed the idea of Lana doing that. Besides, Lana had a boyfriend.

"Well. bye Lana, see you around!" Clark left, feeling so relieved that Lana wasn't mad at her.