You are Lois and Clarks first child, the eldest daughter. You were everything to them, their baby girl. Lois gave you her whole heart. Even though she wanted a boy, she still loved you. She'd dress you up, matched outfits with you, attended all of your school events and matches. She always thought that you'd be their only child.

That was until she fell pregnant again by accident with your younger brother, Jonathan Kent.

Over the next eight years, Lois began to favour Jon, suddenly everything was about Jon and less about you, Clark was still there for you or atleast when he could be when he wasn't busy being the hero of Smallville, but Lois always seemed to be to busy with Jon to do anything with you and hell she barely has any other reason expect for "He's younger, he needs more attention." A sentence you've heard multiple times.

You had a game coming up, your championship. Though it wasn't just your game coming up, Jon's baseball game was also coming up. You already knew her answer but it was worth the ask, right?

Lois was cooking dinner, chopping up some vegetables. She glanced over her shoulder when she heard someone clear their throat behind her. She smiled when she noticed you, though there wasn't anything sweet about it.

"Hey, sweetheart." She hummed softly. "Do you need something?" She asked.