Life is anything but extraordinary. And every time my fingers lightly tapped upon the keyboard I found myself transported to various worlds day after day. And for an unextraordinary young woman, it meant the world for the longest time for me. Quite literally.

I found myself writing stories upon stories and occasionally a little bit of fan fiction here and there. It might seem odd to some about the show I enjoyed writing about here and there, however, I grew up on Smallville. A show that ran for quite a few years, first making its appearance in 2001 and making its finale in 2011. Since, I was born in 1995 it was a big part of my life. So much so that Tom Welling, the star of the show who played Clark Kent, was almost like an older brother for me.

For years I would watch tons of Smallville, and throughout my teenage years it got me through the worst part of life. From the bullying to the darker part of the years of when which my life seemingly would spin out of control in a dark tornado of depression. Even as an adult I struggled with that issue, with moments of panic attacks here in there. It was my kryponite.

I had accepted that this was going to be a regular part of my life just after graduating high school and I began to post my stories online.There wasn’t much attention in the stories but a decent amount. Just enough to make me feel good about what I wrote and what I would come up. I wanted to become published but life always had a way of screwing things up for me every now and then.

But on that day when I met him, everything changed for the better. When I arrived at the coffee shop that day per my usual everyday routine it was unbeknownst to me that my life was going to change drastically. I was sitting in my usual spot earbuds in just listening to my favorite songs attempting to gain inspiration for my newest story. At that point I hadn’t had an episode in quite some time. Atleast a couple of months which was a record. My writing helped me with that.

I had just taken a sip of some of my sweet tea when I felt a gentle tap on my shoulder. I pulled my earbuds out and turned to find him standing there behind me which a smile on his face. “Mind if I sit?” He said with a warm smile.

We stayed still in silence for what seemed an eternity. “Sorry, I know your probably kind of startled. I read your stories. The fan fictions too.” He chuckled softly and pulled a chair beside me.

“How did you find me?” I finally said in a meer whisper.

“Now that, was quite a process. Your name was hard to track down. But here I am.” He took a sip of a coffee.

“But why? I mean I’m quite happy that you’re here do not get me wrong just completely shocked.” I said with a nervous smile.

“For writing your stories. I want to help you publish. I saw your statuses on your account.” He set his cup down and glanced at my laptop. As he finished that sentence my heart began to pound in my chest. “I am glad to hear that I’ve been a big inspiration in your life. It’s amazing what you’ve accomplished. And I think it’s time you’re rewarded.”

We spent the next hour and a half talking about everything. From my life, to his, to the similarities in it all. And when our cups were empty we pondered on whether or not to get more. “For the little sister I never got to meet until now? Just one more cup.”