Disclaimer: Don't own Static, but I seem to be writing it alot lately. Or maybe it's because I've been cleaning out my computer... -;;

A/N: Did anyone else know Frieda's last name is Goren? I sure didn't, but that's what WB websites are for! I wouldn't know, but is Goren a Jewish name? Frieda is Jewish, right? Hm. Maybe it's her mother's side...(hinthint if anyone knows, now is the time to tell me)

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Five things that never happened to Freida Goren:

Up, up and Away

It was sunny. Honest to god sunlight and fresh air streaming through her window. No smog, none of that dirty cigarette smell and best of all, she thought, leaning further out the window of her dorm, no graffiti.

Metropolis was different from anywhere she'd ever been and a far cry from Dakota.

It was clean.

She left the window open as she got dressed and left it open still as she left the room. No fear of gangbangers or metahumans or crime in this city. She could walk all the way across town without ever using the mace in her pocketbook. But she was only going a couple blocks to that big shiny clean Daily-Planet building and taking the wide grim-free sidewalks the entire way there.

This was the life, she thought, stopping at a working cross light and waiting for it to change green.. She earned it, working her ass to get here. First to get that scholarship to the fancy Xavier Prep and then that internship at the Daily Planet, She was in Metropolis and she was going to change the world and get to meet Lois Lane.

As long as she wasn't late and ran the last block to the Daily Planet. It was 7:28 when she entered the office and stared at the rows of cubicles as she walked through. She'd been working here one day, but with a nice corner office and a Pulitzer. Like this one. The shiny name plate said Lois Lane, and she could see three, three Pulitzers from the glass window.

"Hey! Kid, move! Some people have work to do this early in the morning!"

She jumped out of the way of the dark-haired woman digging through her purse for the keys to unlock the door to the office. Her office. She was standing next to Lois Lane.

"I don't know why you're even in here, Perry can't be hiring that young" She continued, then actually looked at Frieda , "oh new intern, right?"

She nodded. "I'm Fr-"

Lois cut her off, opening the door. "Good. You can get me a coffee. Smallville here'll show you how."

Then the door shut and Lois Lane was gone.

"Hello. Sorry about Lois, she's not a morning person." said the man next to her. Clark Kent. He was tall and handsome with blue eyes and muscles and standing right in front of her.

She held out her hand for him to shake, happy her voice didn't shake too much when she said: "Hi, FriedaGoren, the new intern."

He smiled. At her.

"Oh, good. Clark Kent. Come on, I'll show you how Lois likes her coffee." He walked off, expecting her to follow.

Coffee. Great, so she was going to be the coffee gofer-girl.

Although, watching Clark Kent's ass- watching Mr. Kent lead her to the coffee machine, maybe handing out coffee wouldn't be so bad

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