Billie, Bob, Jayde, and Sarah. Mike, too., chapter 1

Jayde's POV:
Yay! It my first day of preschool. I wonder if I will get friends. I like friends, friends are good. But, but people think I'm weird, cause of that I like music, and I got jean dresses and black shirtses. Okay. So I come in through the door, and there's two there. I go to the girl one, because I don't think I want to have a boy friend. Boys are icky I think.

"Hi! I'm Jayde, what's you're name?" I asked the girl. She gave me a funny look, but I don't know why. She looked funny, like she was a clown.

"I'm Molly. Stay away from my friends, they are MY friends, and you are weird. Don't talk to me," she walked away. I am sad, I don't have friends! I want friends! I went to the boy, but he would not look at me or talk to me.
He just went, "Mm," I sat in the middle of the ground, and I played toy cars, and they're cool toy cars, too!


Sarah's POV:
I walked in, brown pigtails bouncing, with my small, purple backpack. I saw 2 girls and a boy, but I didn't go to them. Instead I went to a bunch of beanbag chairs. I pullded a book from my backpack. It was a ducky book. I could read it all by myself. I looked up to see a girl surrounded with toy cars staring at me warily, by the door opendid. A little boy walked in. He had brown and blond hair, it was weird and cool. I smiled, he looked fun. He came over to me, eyeing everyone else the whole way.
He sat down next to me. "Hi, I am named Bobertono, but you can call me Bob."

I laughed, "I'm Sarah, can I read to you?"

"You can read, wow!"

"Yeah," I said happily, and began to read aloud from my ducky book. A little while later a duckling waddled out from my backpack. "I wonder how that got in here." I whispered while Bob picked it up. I saw the toy car girl looking at it with interest. I hope no one will find out my secret. I hope nothing else comes out of my books in public...


Jayde's POV:
I saw the girl and boy come in one after the other one. I didn't talk to them, because even if they look nice, I'm scared they will be mean like the others. A bit later the door opened again, and again I looked up. There was a short, plump lady with a cheery face that looked frowny. Like my Mommy when I don't take my bath. There was two arms around her legs, the kid behind her was hiding.

"I don't wanna go! I don't wanna!" The boy shouted. That's how I felt, too. Poor boy. Maybe I should talk to him. I stood up, leaving the cars behind me. I walked around the lady, I think it was his mommy. "They will think I'm weird again!" he told the lady. I tapped his shoulder. He looked at me scared.

"Hi, I'm Jayde. What's your name?" He looked at me carefully. He opened his mouth a bit, but closeded it.
"Um, I'm Billie Joe," he said uncomfort'bly.


Bob's POV:
I watched the strange scene with interest, stroking the ducky's head. Then I looked back at Sarah. She was pretty. She was also really pale, like really really pale. And she had soft brown hair that was short and in pigtails. Then I said, "Can you read again Sarah? I like that book." But she shut the book firmly.

"I'm afraid, what if a big ugly toad comes out? Or a fish?"
I touched her hand softly. "I'm here to protect you," I whispered comfortingly.


Billie's P.O.V.
I looked at Jayde carefully, what if she turned mean? She reached for my free hand, the one that wasn't holding onto my mommy.
She held my hand and said, "Wanna play cars? They have purdy ones," she smiled. I nodded my head and I waved bye-bye to Mommy. We sat in the middle of the ground and I picked a red car.

"I like red!" I told her.

"Me too! Red and black are my goodest colors," she said.

"Me too! Do you like music?" I asked, hoping she did. Maybe she liked the Ramones, the Clash, or even the Sex Pistols!

"Yeah!" She yelled, her eyes were big and round. "I like the Ramones, and the Clash, and..." She leaned in to me, "the Sex Pistols. They're good!"

"They're my fav'rites!" I said. I think we'll be friends! My first friend!