Guest 1: I think you're confusing Annie for Georgia she's the OC from Guidelines to Loving an Incognito Superhero by SchadenFreude95. It was my plan all along to have them go an the "date" together :) I had so much fun writing her response too:)

Guest 2 and 3: Glad you're enjoying it:)

Daenery86: I wasn't a fan of how they did that in the movie. I had actually hoped that Amy playing Lois would help me like Lois more, but it honestly did the opposite and I'm upset about it. I love Amy, but I can't stand Lois one bit. I never liked that they did that so I kept it canon. I'm so glad you're liking it. I'm having so much fun writing Annie:)

mrsMxyzptlk: I know the date thing was a bit confusing, but don't worry that's all going to be revealed in this chapter:)


I hung up the phone and swung the door open to the office. My mothers voice still rang in my ears as I sat down in my seat, trying to not stare at Clark.

"Oh, sweetie, Clark Kent is Martha's son. He's the one I set you on the date with,"

He was scribbling notes down onto his notepad and squinting at his computer screen. He slipped his pencil between his lips his teeth crunching down on the wood. I noticed how his lips puckered around the pencil perfectly. His glasses were bright as his eyes skimmed whatever he was reading. Clark's fingers held his pen tightly as he scribbled word after word down- he was moving so quickly and I was mesmerized. I hadn't noticed he had stopped writing until he had spoken my name.

"Annie, are you alright?" He asked. His deep voice filled with concern and I ripped my eyes away from his fingers to see his blue eyes and dark furrowed brows.

"Yeah," I choked out and acted like I was typing. My screen was blank. It's no biggie, I was just got caught ogling my coworker and he seemed to not even realize it. I sneak another peak at Clark wondering if he knew I was supposed to be his date. Just how do any of my dates know I'm their date? I frowned, remembering that I meet most at my apartment when they pick me up. Clark said his date had stood him up so my mother had to have given Martha the address to the cafe. Hmm, maybe my mother told him what I was wearing? No, I had changed my outfit after I had told her that I was going to wear my green dress. I stared at Clark and bit my lip absentmindedly-this was all so confusing.

The only way I was going to know was if I asked him myself. I sighed and got to work. Wednesday was fast approaching and I needed to have all my questions ready. I knew Lois was going to go over them and make sure I ask the ones she wrote for me, but I'm going to have back ups just in case I grow a back bone and decide to go against the almighty Lois. Not like that's going to happen.

I couldn't deny that I was attracted to Clark- have been since I started working here. I never really noticed just how much until last night. He was perfect. Clark was old fashioned and a gentlemen in every way. I bet it had to do with him growing up on the Kent Farm and having slightly older parents then most. I guess his mother was older than mine- she looked maybe ten years older, but still as pretty as ever. He was tall- so frickin' tall- broad shouldered- seriously they're huge- and built. It wasn't a 'hey look at me I know I look great' built, but more of an effortless built.

He was smart and kind and when he smiled and laughed it made my heart sputter. I bet he had all the girls he could want in High School- if you got past his awkwardness, clumsiness and nerdiness. I found that all attractive. He was a nerd so what? He was a hot nerd.

"Annie,"

My hand pulled out from under my chin so quickly I almost fell when I turned up to look at Jimmy. He smiled at me and laughed.

"Daydreaming?"

"No," I lied,"What's up?"

"Want to go with me to get shots of Superman?" He asked holding up his camera.

"Uh," I really wasn't in the mood to go looking for a man in a spandex suit when I needed to talk to Clark. Jimmy caught on to my hesitation and poked out his bottom lip.

"Come on, it'll be fun. You're the only one who hasn't come on an adventure with me," He told me.

I studied his freckle splattered face and his red hair and smiled. He was a sweet kid.

"Fine, I'll go with you,"


We had walked all over the city for hours before we even got a glimpse of him. And it wasn't even a close up. He was just in the sky flying past a building and Jimmy was so excited. He snapped three pictures before Superman had disappeared behind a building and I had to run after him because he ran down an alley trying to follow.

"Jimmy!" I hissed. The alley led us to the wrong side of the tracks. It was down the street from where I had had that horrible date with the gross sandwiches. He had ventured into the street his camera pointed up not aware of the three men with baggy clothes exchanging drugs on the corner, until it was too late. Jimmy had crashed into one of the guys arms and small bags of white powder had fallen from his pocket.

It all happened so fast. The men turned to Jimmy their faces taunt with anger and Jimmy was oblivious to what he had knocked loose and reached down to pick them up, mumbling apologies as he did. But one man- the leader I guess- snapped his hands out and gripped Jimmy by the shoulders tightly. They were wrinkling his sweater vest and yellow shirt. Without thinking I ran towards them my heels clicking loudly against he pavement and my skirt flew around my legs. I shoved my way between the drug dealer and Jimmy a sudden rush of protectiveness had wafted over me.

"Let go of him you asshole," I gritted through clenched teeth and the man in front of me laughed in my face.

"Where they hell did she come from?" One of his lackeys wondered.

"Who cares, look at her legs in that skirt,"

Oh, damn. My need to be protective left as quickly as it came.

"Protecting your boyfriend, sweetie?" His hands shoved Jimmy away and he was held tightly by the other guy. They had made a small circle around us. The man before me reached up and stroked my cheek his eyes raking over my body as he stepped closer. I sucked in a breath and kicked him hard between the legs and hitting him in the throat. All the self defense classes my father made me take when I was twelve came flooding back.

He doubled over gasping in pain and his friends were too shocked to do anything so I spun around and grabbed Jimmy by his arm and ran back down the alleyway and into the brighter happier part of town.

"Oh, my- I'm so sorry Annie," Jimmy exclaimed pulling me into a hug.

"It's OK, Jimmy. Good thing my dad made me take self defense classes as a kid," Jimmy nodded and I could tell he was still shaken up,"How about we head back to the office?"


"You should have seen her. It was like kick, pow, run!" Jimmy boasted as he explained our daring escape. All of our close colleagues were huddled around him as he told the story and I stood off to the side smiling at him. He was kicking his leg out and making chopping movements with his hands. I was glad Lois was out sick today or she would have said something like 'Oh, that's not too bad. This one time when I was with Superman...' and I'd probably just walk away not in the mood for her. Good thing she wasn't here.

Honestly, I was terrified. I've never been in a situation like that before and I just reacted. I didn't even think about it. I do know I was regretting wearing my skater skirt, though. If I hadn't fought back it would have turned out differently. I looked down at my heels and sighed. I had scuffed the toes.

"What's going on?" Clark asked stepping up beside me.

"Nothing, really," I said.

"She saved me from drug dealers," Jimmy told Clark and I ducked my head. I wasn't liking all this attention. Everyone was so shocked and kept touching my shoulders and saying how brave I was.

Clark looked down at me a mix of guilt and shock in his eyes before he asked Jimmy what had happened. I only looked at him and wanted to know why he looked guilty. He wasn't there. There was nothing to be guilty about.

I eventually went back to my seat after all the excitement had died down and was shocked when Clark had squatted down next to me. I had my head in my hands rubbing at my temples to keep the headache at bay and hadn't noticed he was there until my eyes peered down at his knee. He wasn't wearing slacks today, but dark blue jeans.

"Hey," I said.

"Sorry about what happened today. I'm glad you're ok," He said smiling softly.

"Thanks. You're the first person to say that. Everyone else is congratulating me. Thank you," I smiled back and could feel the blush creeping up my neck. We were sitting so close and I had to refrain from leaning forward to get a whiff of his cologne. Because that would just be weird. Instead, I took this as my opportunity to spill the beans about the 'date' last night.

"Hey, Clark?"

"Yeah?"

"You do realize that we were each others blind dates last night, right?" I say slowly and he only nods standing up. I follow him with my eyes and wonder what he's thinking as he leans his hand and hip against my desk.

"I knew that,"

"You knew? Why didn't you say anything?"

"I liked the way it was going and didn't think I had to tell you I was your blind date for it to be a date," He told me smoothly.

And I stared at him with wide eyes and a sloppy grin on my face.

"Sorry, that was a bit forward," Clark quickly said rubbing the back of his neck a slight blush creeping up his neck.

"Oh! No, it was fine. I just wasn't expecting that you knew is all," I told him.

He smiled and pushed up his glasses, his bright eyes sparkled in the fluorescent light. In his button up and tight jeans he was oozing sex appeal and I eagerly wanted to see what was underneath all those layers. I needed my sketch book pronto.

"We should do it again sometime," Clark said coolly, His voice was deep and confident as he smiled down at me.

"Yeah, we should," I agreed nodding my head.

Clark's small smile had grown so big and I could only stifle a laugh as he walked away trying to look cool, but tripping on the corner of his desk when he went to sit down.

"That was smooth, Clark," He muttered to himself and I burst out laughing.

Clark is such a dork.


This is a bit short, but I had wanted to get something out for you guys and I had fun writing this. It's 1:30 in the morning here so if you see any misspellings or it just feels like it was written while I was tired, please let me know and I'll go back over it:)