Authors note: Smallville just before the episode Jinx. The same story as the first three seasons, except the stuff with symbols and caves basically stop at the beginning of the fourth season. Clark Kent's destiny as a racecar driver. I know this story isn't near as good as most on here, but I would like to think the idea is good. I'm not that good at giving things enough detail, so review it and tell me how I can make it better.
I do not own any of the characters
The sun is just coming up over turns three and four of Daytona International Speedway. The stands are empty, trucks are driving around the track, making sure everything is ok for the race. Fans in the infield are starting to stir. Each motorhome has their favorite driver's number somewhere on it. The sun is finally up. The garage area and pits are full of activity. Cars are being wheeled into inspection area, to the starting lineup, and being worked on in the garage. Drivers are being interviewed and the stands are full, ready for the biggest race of the year. The last few notes off the Star-Spangled Banner are sung and someone says, "Gentlemen, start your engines!" All forty-three cars are lined up behind the pace car as they drive around the track. A blue and black #08 on the pole puts the pedal to the floor as the green flag is waved. The race has begun.
The sound of an alarm clock goes off. The time shown is 7:05 A.M. Sunlight is pouring through the window. Clark starts to wake up, thinking about the dream he just had. Lex took him to see a race at Metropolis motor speedway once, but he never thought about actually racing. Sure, he loved the sport of Nascar, but he always saw him being a football player if anything, just like his dad. Nascar would be the one sport that he wouldn't have an unfair advantage with his powers though. He shakes it from his mind, and gets up. The smell of bacon and eggs greets his nose as he walks down the stairs.
"Morning, Clark." His dad, Jonathon says.
"Morning. Something smells good." He says.
"You got up just in time, it's ready." Martha says and sets down two plates on the table.
"Dad, I think it's about time I got a car." He tells his dad.
"Oh yeah? What do you have in mind?" He asks.
"Lex bought some land beside his plant. There's a house on it and he's having it torn down. Behind the garage is a car, the people must have forgotten about it. Lex said it's mine if I want it." Clark says.
"So Lex is just giving you a car?" Jonathon asks, surprised.
"Well, it needs some work, but yeah." Clark tells him.
"Since when would you rather drive then run?" He asks him.
"I'm always saying I want to be normal like everyone else." Clark says.
"I think Clarks right. All the other kids have their own cars. We both know he's responsible enough." Martha tells Jonathon.
"The only reason your hesitant, is that it's from the Luthors. Right?" Clark asks, realizing his father is too stubborn to take anything given by Lex.
"It could just as easily be from someone else, so I guess it's alright." Jonathon says with a smile.
"Thanks, dad." Clark says happily and pats his dad on the arm.
"Ow, Clark!" He says, holding his arm.
"Sorry, dad. Guess I was a little excited. I have to go, I'm gonna be late." He says and rushes out the door.
"Late. There's still 10 minutes before school starts and he'll be there with 9 minutes to spare." His dad says with a laugh.
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Clark goes in to superspeed and takes off down the road. When he walks in to the school, there is a bunch of people crowded around a table in front of the trophy case.
"What's going on?" He asks Chloe.
"Oh, our class rings are finally here. They used a different company this time, so their not red meteor rocks." She tells him.
"That's a relief." He says under his breath
"What?" Chloe asks.
"Oh, nothing." Clark tells her.
"Here you go." She says to Clark, handing him his ring.
"You know what, why don't you hang on to mine for awhile. I have practice after school and I don't want to lose it." He says.
"Ok, I'll drop it off at your house later." She says, confused. Clark sees Lana walking past.
"Hey Lana." He greets her.
"Hi Clark." Lana says, barely looking at him and walking past.
"Ooh, what's with her?" Chloe asks Clark.
"Don't have a clue." He lies. He tried to apologize to Lana for anything he might have done when he switched personalities with Lionel Luthor. She was sick of forgiving all of his alternate personalities. He wished more than anything in the world, he could tell Lana his secret. The last thing he wanted to do is hurt her, so if anything happened to her because she wouldn't give up his secret, he wouldn't be able to forgive himself.
"Earth to Clark." Chloe says as she waves her hand over his face.
"Sorry, I was caught up with something. He apologizes.
"Is everything always about you and Lana? Lana moved on, you need to get over it."
She says and storms off, leaving Clark with an expression of guilt on his face. Once the bell rings, he heads to class.