Here's the next part. Sorry I took so long, but I've been having to work and help out around the house. But this chapter is longer than most of the other chapters so I hope you enjoy it. Usual disclaimers apply.

Just as Abby has said, she brought Pete round at one. Martha took his stuff and told him that Clark was in the barn. She didn't want to mention Alyssa to him; she wanted Clark to Pete himself. Pete ran straight to the barn and once he got in, he saw Clark playing with the little girl.

"Hey Clark!" He shouted when he went into the barn. Both Clark and Alyssa looked over.

"Hi Pete, when did you get her?" Clark asked as he walked over to his best friend. He wasn't angry that Pete came; he thought it was just a bit unexpected.

"Just the now, my mom dropped me off and I stay over too. My mom told me that we're camping out in the barn," Pete said, whilst looking at Alyssa who was now walking over to them.

"Cool," Clark said, but he wondered why no-one mentioned this to him. He would have wanted to know if someone was coming over, especially Pete. "Uh... Pete, this is Alyssa, my sister." She was now standing beside her big brother.

"Hey Alyssa," Pete said, trying to be friendly to the girl.

"Hi," She softly whispered. She had never met any of Clark friends yet; he hadn't even spoken to her about any other people he knows, so she became very shy, very quickly.

The day passed very quickly for Alyssa. She felt very left out because Clark and Pete done a lot of guy's things she wouldn't really like to do. Stuff like basketball and football, or played with their little army men. Alyssa didn't really like those things. She sat in the loft most of the afternoon. Looking at some pictures of Clark with friends and family, drawing and played with some of her own dolls.

While in the loft, she looked through a lot of Clark's school books... just to see what they were and what they had in them. She started to wonder who Lana Lang was. Clark had written her name over and over and over and over again through-out all of his books. She must be a girl from his school Alyssa thought, a girl he really, really likes. He had also drawn pictures in his books too. Pictures of him and Pete. Pictures of him, his mommy and his daddy. And pictures of someone else, someone she didn't know. Someone with kind of long black hair, who really liked pink. She thought that must have been Lana Lang.

Right after dinner, Alyssa went to her room. She didn't want to go out and play with the two boys so she stayed in her room. She lay on her bed for awhile, and then someone gently knocked on the door and came in. Alyssa turned towards the doorway and saw her mom.

"Hey baby. How come you're not out playing with Clark and Pete?" Martha asked, putting Alyssa on her lap.

"Well, they look so happy together, and they do too many boy things dat I don't wheely like," She told her mommy, as she put her arms around Martha's waist and hugged her.

"You know what boys are like hunny. They sometimes don't like being around girls because they know that girls can't really do what they went them to," Martha told her, hugging her tighter.

"But mommy, I wanna play with Clark and his friend to but... they play really stupid games."

"I know baby. Your daddy's like that too." They both laughed, then Martha continued, "But you've got to let Clark do what he wants as well."

"I know mommy."

"Good. Come on, we'll go downstairs and watch or movie or something."

"Wait." Alyssa paused, "Do you know who Lana Lang is?" She still wondered who the girl Clark kept writing about was. Maybe her mom knew.

"Lana is out next door neighbour. You know the house you can kind of see in the distance? That's her house. Why do you want to know?"

"Because... Clark writes about her... well not wheely writes, but writes her name. Over and over and over again." Martha giggled. She knew Clark liked Lana, but not that much. After that, she lifted her little daughter up, and took her downstairs.

Meanwhile, in the barn, Clark and Pete were talking about Alyssa.

"Dude, did you actually want to little sister? If you chose what kid your family were gonna adopt, ya should have get a little brother," Pete told him.

"Nah, I just didn't think another little guy around my house would be kinda strange and Alyssa's really nice once you get to know her. I guess she's just a little shy, that's all," Clark replied, looking at a drawing his sister left in the loft.

"Maybe you should help her make new friends," Pete suggested. Clark thought about that, if he helped Alyssa make friends, she wouldn't be so shy when his friends come around.

"Yeah, that would be really good."

"I know, I have the best ideas!"

"Yeah yeah Pete. Well I really tired, I'm going to sleep. Night Pete."

"Night man."

Hope you enjoyed this chapter. I had to mention Lana sometime so she's kind of in the story now, but she will come into it more very soon. I'm also working on another fanfic so look out for it. I've not got a title for it yet but I will be getting it up ASAP.