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Nico bit his lip as Darren was practically hopping in anticipation, his uniform not even being bothered by this repeated action. The 33 year old was desperately trying not to turn around and go back to their house.

As Nico pulled into the parking lot at the private school, he tasted copper. Either he had a penny in his mouth or he bit his lip too hard. His son's electric blue eyes were filled with anticipation.

Nico walked the young boy to his kindergarten classroom and was met by a woman in her late thirties early forties. He was reluctant to let Darren's hand go. The woman walked into the class and Nico kneeled so he was eye level with Darren.

"Be nice to your teacher. Don't make me come and get you on your first day." He said with a smile. The young boy nodded and smiled at his nervous daddy.

"I got it Daddy." He said, grabbing his bag from Nico's hands. They shared one last look before he grabbed his son and hugged him.

Nico stood and watched with sad eyes as his son walked into the classroom. He shoved his hands into the pockets of the khaki pants and walked silently out of the school.

Meanwhile, Darren walked into the classroom and the teacher led him to a table where another boy sat.

As he sat down in the plastic, he said breathlessly to the other boy, "Hi! My name's Darren. What's your name?" The other boy looked surprised he was talking to him but he responded a few moments later, "Hello! My name's David Green, like the color."

David Green, Darren took note of, didn't look like him. He had dark skin, brown eyes, and black hair, which was closely shaved to his head. Darren had olive skin, brown hair cut into a crew cut, and excited electric blue eyes. The boys were polar opposites, but they instantly became best friends.

The teacher (Ms. Lake, Darren notes) walked in front of the class, interrupting Darren and David's conversation about whether baseball or football was better.

"Okay, since this is the first day, I want you all to stand up when it's your turn and say your name, how old you are, and one thing you like." They started with a boy named Taylor. When it was Darren's turn he stood up and proudly said, "My name is Darren Christopher Paul Grace di Angelo. I'm six years old and I like baseball." Ms. Lake thanked Darren and then it was David's turn.

"My name is David Green, I'm six years old, and I like to draw." He smiled and sat down, continuing the conversation they had started before they started the conversation.

"David, Darren; don't talk while others are talking." Mrs. Lake told the two. Darren smiled to himself, knowing it would be an interesting day.

*Later*

Nico picked Darren at the doors and smiled at the happy kindergartner walking away from another boy.

"Hi, Daddy!" Darren exclaimed as he got into the car.

"Hey buddy. You didn't get in trouble, did you?" Nico asked jokingly, but was taken aback when his son said mysteriously, "Maybe…"

What have I gotten myself into? He thought as he looked down the stretch of road.

Nico thought back to the year before. His son acted like nothing was wrong. That's what worried Nico the most.

No beginning authors note. I really want to get to teenage years, but I don't want to skip any more years. Would you guys get mad if I did skip to fifteen years, with years eight, ten, and twelve? There is a twist in this story I REALLY want to write. So, please leave a review. I love that PJ and HP are my life have reviewed, but it would mean a lot if the other people review too. As far as I know, you can review anonymously too. There's been over 150 viewers, yet only two reviewers. That makes me feel like this sucks. Please review. There will be songs later in the teen years. PLEASE REVIEW. Yes, I've turned into a review whore. By the way, if any of you care, I broke up with Nathan. Single! Hah!