"Lois, it's time for school! Get up!"
Lois groaned and opened her eyes. Why couldn't she sleep? Who needed school?
She got out of bed and walked for the kitchen table, feeling the area around her vibrate.
She grumpily sat down at the table and the robot brought her breakfast. Her parents were in the other room. No doubt they had already eaten. The flowers at the table began to sing. They were left over from the company her parents had to supper last night. It was common Kryptonian courtesy to have singing flowers to serenade your guests with. It was a courtesy that she could live without, as she reached out to crush them.
"Lois Mas-La! Let the flowers die naturally!"
"Good morning to you too, Mom."
"Good morning, dear. Are you looking forward to school?" her mom asked, as she sat down at the table with her, causing her mom's blonde curls to bounce.
"You know what today is. It's Day of Truth and all the kids will ask me questions designed to poke fun at me and my life. Why couldn't they have a day to lie to people? I'll have to answer any and all questions truthfully, no matter what."
"Is that so bad? I think you have a wonderful story. I was so happy when we found you. Despite all the advanced technology in the world, we still weren't able to have a kid. Then we got you. You were so cute and you had a little bracelet with the name Lois on it."
"Yeah, the name of a freak and an alien from a primitive planet."
"You are a scientific miracle. When you first got here, we weren't even sure if you could survive. You couldn't see or hear but look at all the breakthroughs there has been! The only thing wrong with you now is the sun keeps your 18-year-old body extremely heavy and weighed down but we're still hoping that science will fix it one day. Lots of people are working on it."
"Yeah and that keeps me in the public eye and reminds everyone just how different I really am. Can't I call in sick just this once?"
"Don't even joke about that. It's the Day of Truth. Besides, what person ever gets sick anymore other than the green death and for some reason scientists say you can't even get that."
"I hope I'll catch some minor illness one of these days. It might be possible for an alien."
"Lois, that's not like you to feel sorry for yourself!"
"I know. This day does it to me every time. I have to get to school."
Lois went outside and got on her airship. It was specially made to support her extra gravity.
"Here I go to school ready or not," Lois grumbled.
TBC