Clark Kent (Supernatural / Smallville ) AU Crossover

Chapter 5

There were times that you forgot this was a normal high school. 

Annual activities and school programs are normal, like dances, festivals and of course, plays.

Your eyes were stuck on the flier of the drama club's monthly show.

This time, Romeo and Juliet.

You weren't sure how long you'd just stood there gazing at the poster on the wall next to your locker. The idea of being in one of those shows should be ridiculous, you aren't even sure why you're entertaining the thought. Yet, staring at the names of the cast members, there's a part of you that almost pictures it.

You've always wanted to play a role like that, especially that. Though the story was tragic, the idea of princesses and princes and love, honor, perseverance and fighting for something that you believe in, you've always been drawn to it. You curse yourself for being such a hopeless romantic.

"(Y/N)?"

Your head turns. Clark is standing there with Chloe and Pete. You grip your books tighter.

"Hey guys. Ready for class?"

Pete nodded with a grin, already going on about how swim class was his thing. Chloe begins to fill you in on some of the reigning champions this week as you join them and begin to walk down the hall. Clark watches silently, eyes glancing at what had taken your focus before he follows behind.

Swimming goes by faster than you expect. Stepping out of the locker room, you keep a small towel over your shoulder to catch any remaining droplets from your hair. You have an elective now with Clark, you're hoping you can just catch a nap in the ethics class. Your teacher tended to drone on, so you're certain she probably wouldn't even notice.

You meet Clark in the hall, waving when he catches sight of you.

"Let's sneak to the back of the class and prop our books, I bet you we won't get caught sleeping."

Clark laughs as you walk down to the room.

"I'm sure Mrs. Keller isn't that dense."

You shrug.

"Meh, you never know."

He's still smiling, and you seem to be in a good mood, so he sees no harm in asking.

"Do you like plays?"

You tilt your head, adjusting the towel on your shoulder.

"That's pretty random, why do you ask?"

"It's just this morning you were staring at the poster, I thought maybe you'd like to go to one."

You feel a bit embarrassed that you've been caught. You should know by now that Clark's a lot more observant than you give him credit for. He had been basically crime fighting before you dropped into the school.

You fidget with the strap of the bag. You could probably just make up a lie, but you've never really liked lying to him, especially about something so minor. It's not like Clark will tease you, not the way Dean definitely would.

You finally make it to the room, and Clark is about to step in, but you take his sleeve, stopping him. He turns.

"It's..it's not that I like watching them, I've just always wanted to be in one, especially in school, as a princess. It's silly right."

The last part is a bit of a whisper. Your cheeks are red, and you look up at him tentatively, ready for maybe a playful jab, but all he offers is a smile.

"I can relate. I wanted to be a part of the football team, but with my abilities it's a bit dangerous."

His understanding makes you feel at ease. Sometimes you forget how similar your circumstances are. You've always had to keep a part of you inside, unable to indulge the way teenagers your age can so effortlessly. With you it was your father, your brothers, your responsibility as a hunter. With Clark it's his abilities, his secret.

"There's nothing silly about wanting to be normal (Y/N), more than anyone else, I can understand that."

You can't help but smile, now you're happy that you confided in him.

"Thank you Clark."

You actually feel much better.

Ethics might not suck as much as you thought.

~Luthor Mansion~

"Change the meeting to Thursday, we'll be there to close the deal."

Lex was seated in his chair, laptop in front of him. The second he saw Clark he smiled.

"Yes, it sounds good. Goodbye." He hung up the phone and Clark stood in front of him, awkwardly shifting. Lex could already tell that whatever he had to say would be entertaining.

"To what do I owe the pleasure of this visit, Clark?"

He still looked a bit flushed and Lex stood, waiting for him to speak.

"I was sort of hoping I could ask you a favor?"

Lex lifted his brows.

"Clark Kent asking me for a favor, has the world stopped spinning."

"Lex."

He laughed, nodding.

"Let's hear it."

From the flushed cheeks, Lex knew he would enjoy this.