Chapter 1

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    "Wassup bro?" June said walking into my room. "What's going on man? How you liking 8th grade man?" I asked June as I sat up on the corner of my mattress. "It's good. I'm happy that I'll be in high school after this year man. I can't wait. I'll have my freedom and I'll be pulling all types of honey's" I chuckled at my little brothers comment.

    June and I will always go to the mall and pull girls or let me say June will walk up to girls for me. But when they come up to me to talk, I'll start fidgeting with my fingers, getting hyper as in shanking my hands, and then I'll mess up my sentences. June would tell them that I'm Autistic afterwards but they still won't talk to me.

      I always feel like the outcast in my family. Everybody looks at me weird, I play with my fingers, I start jumping and shaking my hands, but I'm Autistic which they don't understand. I feel like they'll understand once they have a sibling or a child that's Autistic.

     "You good man?" June ask while looking at me all curious. "Yea man I'm just thinking." I said turning my head. "What you thinking about JC?" I just shook my head trying to ignore his question. "Don't ignore me nigga" I turned toward him. "I'm thinking about how I'm an outcast man.

    I don't wanna be here! I'm tired of the bullying, people calling me weird, and girls being scared of me every time I try to get to know one. Do you know what it's like to be an outcast at school? How about in the family?" I started to cry when I got everything out.

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"Goodmorning momma" I say as I walk into the kitchen. I plant a kiss on my moms cheek. "Goodmorning my handsome baby" She says while cooking the eggs. "You hungry" she asks. "Yes ma'am I am." I say as she places a plate with grits, eggs, bacon, and croissants rolls.

    I finished my breakfast and headed out the door to catch my bus. As I'm standing I see these guys walk up to me.

"Wassup man" The tall dark skin one said. "Nothing much" I say fidgeting with my fingers. "You waiting for the bus?" He asked. Which I thought was just the dumbest question ever because the sign says "Bus stop". "Yea man. Wassup?" I asked starting to get nervous.          

    "Why you playing with your fingers like that?" The other light skin guy asked looking all curious. "I-I'm Autistic" I say starting to look at my surroundings. "Oh damn man I'm sorry. I ain't mean to have you all scared. I just came over here to ask you if the neighbor hood cool. We just moved here from California with my little sister. She starts school tomorrow. I was wondering if you could show her around and everything." He said as I was facing him.

     "Ummm I'm that good with girls. They start laughing at me." I say looking away. "Nah man she's not like that. She's actually Autistic too. What level are you?" He asked. "I have Aspergers" I say. "Oh cool my sister does too. Hopefully you'll be her friend." He says smiling. "My name is Anthony by the way. Yours?" He says with his hand out for me to shake. "M-my name is Justin. Justin Johnson." I say shaking it fast and letting go.

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      I walk into my next class and eat my lunch. My mom brought me up Zaxby's w/ my pop. ( I say pop cause I'm from Ohio but I moved down South sooo don't say "it's Soda!" And be babies about it cause I know what y'all say). "Hi Mr. Johnson" my teacher said as I walked into the classroom. "Hi Mr. Bonley" I say as I sat down at the desk.

"Justin, I looked up a doctor that can help you with you know your fidgeting." I looked up at him when he said that. "You did?" I asked in curiosity. "Yea, your really smart and everything but I notice since your Autistic you start fidgeting with your fingers. I also notice that you try and stop it but you can't."

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