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Aug 13, 2006 02:39

Title: My Bear's Name is Gus
Author Name: herberta2006
Rating: G
Warnings: None, unless it's a warning that Brian isn't in the story :\
Notes: My first QAF story. I wrote this nearly 2 weeks ago, and I've been too nervous to post it! Thanks to 1great_escape for looking at it for me.
Disclaimer: I couldn't afford to own Brian and Justin. Between Justin's eating and Brian's shopping and their mutual smoking habit, they're way too expensive for me. They belong to someone else!
Summary: I'm not antisocial. I just can't stand people. -Justin, episode 303. Justin realizes why he dislikes people and why he likes Daphne anyway. Featuring kindergarten!Justin and Daphne.


I'm not antisocial, I just can't stand people. -Justin, 303

Justin didn't always hate people, but he learned to hate them pretty quickly after he started kindergarten at St. James' Academy.

His mom had been going on for weeks about how all of the other kids at school would be just like him and how he was going to make so many friends. Justin was really excited about school and his uniform and those new friends he was going to make. Justin thought that if he liked his new friends, he would share his crayons, and if he really, really liked them, he might tell them about his bear, Gus. No matter what his dad said, Justin didn't believe that only babies played with their bears.

His first day, Justin noticed the other boys seemed to have a weird fascination with pulling girls' hair and pushing each other, and Justin thought it didn't make sense to him. How was that fun? It just seemed mean, not fun. Why didn't any of the other boys want to color or paint with him? His mom always said he should be himself, and Justin thought that meant he didn't have to play with the other boys if he didn't want to. When one of the boys broke a crayon in half on purpose, and the other boys all laughed, Justin knew for sure he didn't want to play with any of the boys in his class.

Justin was positive that his mom couldn't be wrong. He was going to make lots of friends, but he didn't want to be friends with the boys. Justin tried instead to be friends with the girls.

Even though he could barely tell time, Justin knew he hadn't spent very long with the girls before he decided he liked them even less than the boys. The girls always wanted to play house, and they always made him be the daddy. They made Justin kiss them on the cheek when he returned from "work" every "night." Then they made him eat the "dinner" they "cooked," and Justin just knew it was gross. Justin wanted to make a face and say their food and kissing and the whole game were yucky.

Justin thought that if these were the kids who were "just like him," then maybe he didn't need friends. He still had his Gus bear, and Gus was his best friend already. Justin was sure he wouldn't need more friends. He went over to the art station to draw another picture. Maybe he would draw Gus, he thought.

"This game is stupid!" A girl with dark curly hair yelled at the others. Justin looked up from the stack of paper. He hoped she would spill the "tea" when she stood up, but she didn't. Instead, she got up and started walking towards the books. Justin thought she might be trying to decide which book she wanted to read, but before she got to choose, the boy who snapped the crayon came over and pulled at her pigtail.

"Ow! Go away, Chris! I don't like you," the girl told him loudly. Justin picked out several sheets of white paper and took it over to his seat as the teacher ushered Chris back towards the boys, telling the other boy that pulling girls' hair wasn’t nice.

Justin decided he'd try one more time to make friends, and he went over to the girl with the curly pigtails. "I'm Justin. Do you want to draw with me? I'll share my crayons."

The girl looked up from the bookshelf. "What are you drawing?"

Justin shrugged. "I don't know yet. Maybe I'll draw my bear, Gus."

"Your bear's name is Gus? Mine's named Sean."

"Cool."

"My name's Daphne," and the girl went over to the art station to get her own paper.

herberta2006

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