Chapter 2
LeighAnn's POV
I'm sitting in my room, listening to El Amor by Tito "El Bambino", sketching a bright summer day with my family on a picnic in a field. I was curling my hair around my finger as I drew Clark's face. I'm not in the picture, as usual. I can hear my brother yelling about something downstairs. I shake my head, turning up the volume on my Pioneer stereo, pumping more sound into my sea green earbuds.
A few moments later, someone taps on my small shoulder. I put up my left index finger while I finish the details on the juniper tree in the background. I close my notebook, putting it away with the rest on a long elm shelf, painted with vines and icy blue roses. I then pull my earbuds out of my pointed ears, and turn to see Clark. "Hey, Leigh. Can I bring up a friend of mine to meet you?" I nod and he grins, leaving. I roll my eyes and stare out the window, watching the animals outside.
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FanfictionWhat if Clark had older sister? No one knew about LeighAnn Isabella Kent until she met Lex Luthor. What happens when fire meets ice? Let's find out.
