You were everything the farm girls wanted to be, — in fact, as a big city girl, you found yourself forced to conform to the small-town standards of Smallville.

In addition to the large lot your family bought, you took with you all the designer and feminine clothes you could; And that wouldn't go unnoticed by the farm boys, duh.

But on the bright side, you weren't arrogant, — but rather kind and outgoing, making friends easily in the school hallways.

But with the drastic mid-year change, you were having a hard time keeping up with your studies; That's where you met Clark. — The boy was like all the others, he got nervous when he talked to you, especially when you called him to your house for an afternoon of studying.

He didn't charge you anything for the lessons he was giving you, but you promised to help him with favors when needed. — And then he found himself in need of one. "Hey, remember when you said I could ask you a favor..."

You looked up from your books, — he was sitting on your bed while you were next to him on your stomach studying; When he heard your confirmation, he continued:

"Prom and graduation are coming up, and I... well, I've never- Ugh, I've never directly kissed a girl." He said hesitantly, his gaze shifting to the pencil he was holding. "And since you seem to be more forward-thinking than me, I wanted your... help, as friends."

Okay, he was embarrassed, you could tell; you were considered the kindest and prettiest, and he was just a boy who occasionally volunteered to help you.