If she could ever find a surefire spell to make a clone of her – a clone that didn't make with the wacky or the evil the way most magickally molded clones tended to in the movies – Zatanna would have definitely gone that route and created one specifically for gym class. Sadly, Zatanna was neither that advanced in magick to ensure that things wouldn't backfire horribly, and so she went the supposedly normal route and donned a Smallville High School P.E. uniform for her last, and most dreaded, class of the day.

Zatanna strolled out of the girls' locker room with Lana and Chloe Sullivan, a friend of Lana's. Chloe seemed to be a nice, friendly young woman, if a somewhat overtly curious one. She seemed bubbly enough, though, her girl-next-door persona complimenting Lana's high school beauty queen one.

"I've heard that Coast City has great beaches," Chloe remarked as the girls passed a group of cheerleaders pouring a greenish looking liquid into the water tank.

"They aren't bad," Zatanna agreed, "it's a total pu-pu platter of boys during spring break, and even more during the summer."

Chloe waved away Zatanna's last remark as she said, "I only have eyes for one guy."

"Oh?" Zatanna asked, "Who might that be?"

"The guy heading towards us as we speak," Lana replied, pointing out a tall, handsome student lightly jogging their way. He was wearing the Smallville High football uniform, and he carried his helmet in his right hand. "Clark Kent."

"Hey, Clark," Chloe greeted her childhood friend. "What brings you here?"

"You're friend, actually," Clark replied, flashing Zatanna a grin that would make any girl's knees melt. At that moment, she was the 'any girl' whose knees had suddenly decided to go all soft and spaghetti-like on her. "Hi, I'm Kent. Kent Clark," he held out his hand, realizing he said his name wrong a moment too late. He blushed wildly and started to correct himself when Zatanna interjected him.

"Clark Kent, I've heard," she said coyly as she shook his hand. She took a moment to stare into his wide, blue-green eyes and found herself realizing why Chloe would only have eyes for this young man. He was sex on legs, she thought to herself, and then ashamedly pushed the thought to the back of her mind. She told herself to calm down. She'd only just met him, and now wasn't the time to jump right into a relationship. She had her father to find, and a guy named John Constantine was waiting for her back home. More men in her life was the last thing she needed. And yet, here she was, about to start flirting with a guy who was perhaps cuter than any guy she had ever set her eyes on, in a town where she knew she wouldn't stay for long. After all, Smallville was only a pit stop on her road to finding Giovanni Zatara, or the last stop if she found him.

But, then again...could a small fling really hurt?

"You've heard of me..." Clark said, suddenly a little cautious.

"Yeah. Nothing much really. Just that you're quarterback of the team, and that you're pretty good at what you do."

"He's also our town hero," Chloe chimed in. "Well, not so much hero as he just happens to be in the wrong place at the right time."

"Really?" Zatanna asked. "A hero."

"Yeah, Smallville's superboy."

Zatanna looked at Clark with renewed interest, and as she did so, she noticed something else in him as well. Her spell, to be exact.

So Clark was really a man of power. She would have to get to know him better, then, and see if there was anyway he could help her.

"Superboy? Gotta say, I love the sound of that," Zatanna winked as she sidled up to Clark. "Say...since I'm new in town...maybe you could show me all the it places?" Zatanna gently traced a finger across Clark's collar bone, and she felt Chloe staring daggers into her back. It was okay though...this was for family.

Plus, personal gain? Always a plus.

"Y-yeah...that would be good. I've got football practice all week...but how about Saturday?"

"Saturday works well for me," Zatanna replied. "I have a lot of catching up to do on the schoolwork that I've missed out on anyway."

"Great, so -" Clark was interrupted by Jason Teague, his assistant coach, calling him to practice.

"See you then," Zatanna said as she waved at him. Then she turned to Lana and a somewhat angry Chloe and said, "So...gym class?"