2001 August, 17th
The brakes to my dads car comes to a loud stop. We should get that fixed soon. On the day of my birthday, we have moved into a smaller log cabin, barely to fit my brother and I. My brother, Zeppelin, who I call Zepp, need to be at least 6 feet apart at all times or we will get into an argument. He may only be in the 7th grade, but he is a real good puncher.
"How do you guys like it?" My mother, Jess, turns to my brother and I. My brother and I glance at each other real quick and then to the house. There are times where we can agree on things and get along, but it is very rare.
"Come on, guys. I know you don't like moving, but I promise this is going to be the last time." My dad, Mike, clapped his hand.
"That's what you said last time." Zeppelin says, getting out of the car. I do the same as him. In unison, my brother and I reach the trunk as my dad popped it open. Zeppelin starts taking all of his stuff out of the car as I take a look at the area around us. Rain clouds start heading to us. It should be raining in the next thirty minutes.
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"Hey, Blake!" My mom said over my headphones of my Walkman. I push one to the side of my head so I can hear hear better.
"Yeah?" I sigh. My mom leans against the frame of my door.
"We have some neighbors that stopped by, come say hello." My mom said. I sigh, rolling my eyes.
"You know I hate people." I glare at her. My mom smirked.
"There is a boy that is your age, and he's pretty cute." Mom winked. I glare at her even harder, before getting up from my bed. I was right about the rain. Actually, it started raining ten minutes after I predicted it.
I stopped to go to the bathroom first before I went down stairs. I really didn't want to go down there. And my mom definition of 'cute' is not. I'm not into the boys who play sports, smoke, and all that stuff. But that's all you seem to find these days. The 'bad' boys. That's what my brother is turning into, which is totally not cool. My type is the nerdy kind. The ones who like to read books, do good in school, and the ones who actually treat girls like they are not objects.
As I walked to the bottom of the stairs, I am met by a taller, older man. His hair is a slightly rustic golden with some grays forming. He also has a slight of a beard. He wore a red flannel and blue jeans.
"Oh, hello. You must be Blake. I was wondering where the bathroom is?" He gave me a kind smile. I had to smile back.
"Yes. It's down the hall, to the right." I say, pointing.
"Thank you. My name is Johnathan. My wife, Martha, and my son, Clark, are down in the kitchen with your parents." Johnathan says, walking passed me. I nod, slowly moving to the kitchen.
I can see my mother and father from where I stand. Me being the weirdo that I am, I don't want to be here. I just want to be in my room, listening to my music. But of course my mom is making me social.
I walk into the kitchen casually, going to the refrigerator to get some water. That will be a good way not to make eye contact, right? I feel everyone's eyes on me. I keep my eyes lowered though.
"Blake, come say hi." My dad forced. I put up a fake picture and walk to my mom. I look at the wife of the man I already met. She had light brown hair, with a small curl at the end. She wore light red lipstick with a smile on her face.
"Hello," She says. "I'm Martha, and this is my son, Clark." She looks next to her. I hadn't even noticed the son. I looked to his direction. He was a tall, young man, wore a similar plaid to his father, but blue. He has jet black hair that was neatly cut. It was combed to sit on his perfectly. Oh my. He gives a small nod with a smile. I quickly break the eye contact, awkwardly.
A/N
Hello:) this is kinda the first fanfic that I actually have hope into finishing.
The Clark in this story is based of the Henry Cavill version, but more of a Tom Welling version attitude.
If you don't know who Tom Welling is, he is Superman in the TV show, Smallville! I would 100% check it out.
That being said, the characters in this are also based off of Smallville.
I also own the Hardins, but everyone else is owned by DC!