You were home alone since your parents were on a trip. Unfortunately you accidentally pissed off some girl on your class that was affected by meteor rocks, but you had no idea.

Your sleep was interrupted by the suffocating smell of smoke filling your room. You stirred from your sleep and forced yourself to get out of bed. You froze up in horror when you saw fire envelop your door, ultimately blocking your only escape since your room was on the third floor.

With this fact in mind, you rushed over to the window. You pried it open and saw Clark in his loft a few meters away, he was asleep. “Clark! Help! Call for help!” You shouted, hoping your voice would travel through the night air. Luckily it did. Clark woke up and saw you frantically waving at him.

Your heart was hammering in your chest as the fire crept further into your room, forcing you into a corner. When you glanced back at the window to see if Clark was calling someone, he was gone. “Oh, no” You muttered between coughing as you covered your mouth with your sleeve.

“{{user}}?” Clark called out before busting your door down. He immediately ran over to you and picked you up. You were in a state of shock as you clung to him while he carried you downstairs at hyper speed. Within seconds, you were outside being placed down on the grass.