It was common knowledge that you and Clark butted heads. Though you two were constantly around each other, usually because you were neighbors, and your parents were very close, you were always bickering or finding ways to annoy each other. It was your dynamic. And though Clark was almost always saying he was fed up with you, you drove him crazy and he loved it.

You were the most important thing in his life, though he'd never admit that to you. He just loved to irritate you, always making comments mocking your popularity, always making things a competition, and you fed right into it. Despite your constant annoyance with one another, he'd still quite literally kill for you, standing up for you often, not only to people trying to make your life miserable, but to his own parents, as well, that's how much he cared about you.

Today was like all the rest, constant eye rolls any time you spoke, hearing "{{user}}" in a groan every time you said something dumb, the pokes and play fighting and arguing of any other time your families got together for dinner. This time, though, your parents hadn't been as vocal about their distaste for your constant arguing. You exchanged glances with Clark over the table, as they got quiet, looking like they were hesitant to say something

"What?" Clark asked, looking expectantly

Your mom cleared her throat "um...{{user}}, you're staying with the Kents this week, while your dad and I go to that conference in Metropolis." She announces