"Dad, you didn't have to take me here, I could have literally gone flying" said Clark
"And miss the chance to have time with my son? Don't even think about it. You will be here and I don't know when you will visit us" said Jonathan
"Dad, I can travel to the farm in 5 min, in less if I'm in a hurry"
"I just wanted time with my son, okay?"
Clark chuckled and said, "Okay, Dad. We're getting to Hell's Kitchen"
"I still can't believe you won an all-paid scholarship in the daily bugle. This is the biggest newspaper in New York, and one of the biggest in the country, you are really good, Clark."
"Well, they need new people with modern writing, so they looked for high school graduates, and it seems that my story about the 'rise in crimes with strange characteristics' impressed someone important in the bugle, it was no big deal"
"Don't be so modest, Clark. Winning a full-scholarship at 16 is impressive"
"If you say… Here we come, this is the building" said Clark, while pointing to the building
Jonathan stopped and looked at the building for a while and said, "Are you sure, Clark? This building looks ... Old, it looks like a gangster house, are you going to be okay?"
"Dad, I don't think there is anything on the planet that could hurt me, and I will be fine, don't worry. Thanks for the ride, tell the mother that I love her and I will visit you whenever possible"
"Okay, Clark. But any problem don't forget to call me, okay? Don't forget that" said Jonathan as he got out of his car.
Clark looked at the old building and was excited, not because of the building's age, but because this building symbolized the beginning of life outside of Clark's Smallville. As he entered the building, he observed and although it was not a 5 star hotel, it had its charm.
Clark came in and knocked on the porter's window, which was surprisingly reading the Bible.
When the porter, who was concentrating on his reading, heard the noise, he was startled and looked at Clark.
"Hmm good morning, can I help you with anything?"
Said the doorman
"Nice to meet you, my name is Clark Kent, I'm a trainee in the daily bugle, and my contact in the bugle said he paid two months' rent on this building and I just needed to come here and show my documents to get into the apartment"
"Ahh yes, I was notified of your arrival, Mr Kent. My name is William, it is a pleasure. I will only ask for your identification documents to give you the key to your apartment"
"Alright, Mr Willian"
And when everything was resolved, Clark went up to the fourth floor of the building and went to apartment 404.
And in the apartment next to his, he saw a sign that read "Alias Investigations" and he found it curious. It seems that he lives next to a private detective, amused by the thought, he entered the apartment and went to pack his bags and get ready, tomorrow would be a great day….
next day
Clark had breakfast and was already dressed appropriately to appear in the newspaper, not in a suit, he never liked it and didn't even have the money to buy one.
Leaving the apartment, he was surprised When he saw a woman leaving the apartment next door, that of the detective, and she, impressively, was holding a bottle of whiskey. Clark said good morning, but she didn't even answer. Clark ignored the rudeness and went to the elevator, and the woman went after him and got into the elevator.
Clark found the weather strange, especially with the woman staring at him
"I never saw you here, what are you? A little thief?"
Raising his eyebrows, Clark said "my name is Clark Kent, and I am a new resident of the apartment 404"
She looked at him like she was thinking about something and turned and looked ahead and stopped talking
Ignoring silence "It's polite to say the name when the other part of yours" said Clark, but the woman ignored it and sipped the whiskey
Clark saw that and shook his head and said unconsciously, "it's not healthy to drink alcohol anytime soon"
She stopped drinking and said "what are you? My sister"
Clark found that strange statement "it wasn't my intention to mess with you, I just wanted to help"
"Okay, kid, my name is Jessica Jones, it looks like we're neighbors now, you're probably going to see a lot of weird things, so don't mind too much"
Clark found this statement curious and when he went to inquire, the door opened and she left.
Clark called a taxi and said to the driver "for the daily bugle, please" "
Okay "said the driver
Paying the driver, Clark looked at the bugle building, took a deep breath and went inside.
Clark was surprised by the grandeur of the building, for a small alien from an inner city, that building was something totally new, he went to the attendant and said his identity, and she called a black man who took him to the head of the newspaper, John Jonah Jameson.
"Well, then Aren't you the country boy who did that story? Impressive, even more when what you used were indirect sources, it was a very detailed work "said jj Jamerson
"It was nothing, sir. I always liked doing research on all subjects, so writing was just a way I could get this information out," said Clark
"Don't be so modest, boy. Okay, today you will learn how the newspaper works and tomorrow there will be new jobs for you. Are you ready boy ?, this is not a small-town newspaper"
"I will not disappoint you, Mr. Jamerson"
"Okay, go out," said Jamerson
Clark was introduced to Betty Brant, a legal lady who introduced him to the people at the newspaper and taught him how the newspaper works.