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Date Posted: 00:34:17 02/26/03 Wed
Author: Kira
Subject: My New Fic *Romance* Prologue! Feedback Please

I promise I'll finish this one this time! :)

When Justin was young and confused by stardom that surrounded him, the hushed gasps and whispers that seemed to follow him, haunt him no matter where he went, Justin’s mother hugged him tight. He was sixteen then and scared to go outside, afraid of being mauled or attacked. Bringing her arms around him and drawing the young man to her shoulder. Her fingers curled this his hair, lightly scratching his scalp and she smiled. She explained to him that he was special, a hero to some people and he drew people to him, even if he wasn’t trying. She told him in her soothing lilt that the frantic people that met him just wanted a piece of him. A spark of his drive or confidence or talent, something they could take with them, carry in their hearts, use it to motivate themselves. It comforted him at sixteen and it was something he remembered when people grabbed him inappropriately. In the back of his mind, he wondered what would happen when he’d given all of himself away.

That fear intensified as he began he began his solo career, realizing that he would going to have to genuinely stand alone for the first time in his entire life. No brothers. No friends. No girlfriends. Just Justin. He was excited, but petrified of being so exposed, free of the four other buffers. He shuddered as he strolled through JFK flanked by bodyguards. His headphones were clamped over his ears. He moved briskly through the wide corridors to the private exit. His bodyguard grabbed his sleeve, stopping him slowly. Justin’s thumb slid to the stop button of his CD player. Eric pointed a meaty hand towards a young woman, his eyes wide with shock. Justin groped for the permanent marker in the back of his pants, waiting for her to ask him for an autograph. But she smiled, gleaming wide teeth and supple glosses lips. Lifting an arm, dainty wrist encircled with a silver bracelet, she opened her hand, uncurling her fingers. “You dropped this,” she stated politely.

Justin’s mouth dropped open as the she placed his one of a kind, diamond encrusted watch in the palm of his hand. “You’re returning this?”

“Yeah. It fell off and you didn’t notice,” she pushed her long braid over her shoulder.

Justin was flabbergasted. His mouth gaped open and he closed his fingers around the watch, sliding it in his pocket. “Thank you. Thank you so much.”

“Sure. It’s a beautiful watch.”

Justin shook his head and laughed whole-heartedly. Because she was the first person to give him something back.

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