It was the very first day of preschool at Sydney Harbor School. Children lined up at the door, excited for the new day.

There were two classes: Mr. Bernard's and Mrs. Rose's, each very special. Groups of boys and girls were happily skipping towards the two classrooms, excitement shining on their youthful faces.

Mrs. Rose was the teacher for Pre4 A. Her class list wasn't too long, but was just right for the young woman to handle. Her students consisted of the following: Jack, James "Sawyer", Kate, Claire, Charley, Hurley, Sun, Desmond, and Jin. Mrs. Rose was pleased to have such a good group for her class, as she excitedly opened the door for her students to enter.

Mr. Bernard, on the other hand, had a class full of delinquents and yet sweet children. His list contained Libby, Ana, Eko, Ben, Juliet, Michael, Boone, Shannon, and Sayid. He enjoyed younger children more than the older that he tried to handle when teaching high school, but needed some assistance. In the end, he relied on help from Mrs. Rose and a new aid that was training, John Locke.

Surprisingly, all of the children took their seats in their round tables happily. Mrs. Rose had no troubles trying to find arrangements for her students to sit in. Several tables were set up in her classroom, each having different children placed there. Jack, James, and Charley would sit at one table. Kate, Claire, and Desmond would sit at another. Finally, Hurley, Jin, and Sun would sit at the last table.

Kate Austen skipped happily into the classroom, observing her surroundings. She stepped towards a seat, when suddenly, she was lifted high up into the air.

Giggles came happily from her, as she heard the familiar growl-like sound from her new step-father, Sam. "Come here, my precious, before the monster gets you!" he roared, as she hugged her new father happily.

"Be a good girl, Katie. Don't make a mess for Mrs. Rose," he instructed, as the girl nodded. "Yes sir! I love you, Daddy," she responded, her hand flying up to her forehead in response, just like a little soldier.

"Love you too, Katie," he said, smiling as he set her down on the ground.

Meanwhile, a little boy walked into the classroom with a small, blue medical bag at his side. Behind him was his mother, Margot, trying to convince him that he didn't need it.

"No, mama! I gots to bring it in case somebody gets a boo boo!" the boy protested. He wore a clean, checkered shirt with denim jeans, his hair freshly cut short. His mother sighed, giving up.

"Fine, Jack. Just don't lose any of the parts so you can play with it later," she told him strictly, as he nodded. "Yes mama."

"Have a good day, Jack!" she said, hugging him tightly before heading towards the door to stand by Sam.

"Jack will never learn…he tries so hard to be just like his father," Margo said, as Sam released a warm chuckle.

"That's what to expect of a little boy. I'll always love my little Katie, even though I'm leaving home," he replied. Margo smiled, as Jack marched right up to Sam.

"Mister, do you have a BIG booboo?" he asked, as he spotted a scar on Sam's arm from fighting. The man shook his head, as he knelt down in front of Jack.

"No, but if I ever get one, I'll come to you, okay?" he offered. The boy nodded excitedly, hoping that the soldier might need help one day.

"Okay," he said, racing off to the toy box to happily place band-aids all over all the toys.

Meanwhile, two other children marched into the room. One was a boy with dirty-blond hair and wearing a "Wiggles Rock" t-shirt. Behind him was a fair-blond haired girl with a baby doll wrapped in a blue blanket in her arms.

Kate looked up, remembering the girl from her playdates. "Hi Claire!" she called, as the girl ran over.

"Hi Kate. I gots a baby now," she said, pointing out the plastic doll. Kate had never been the type of girl who played with those "girlish" toys. She pretended to be genuinely interested, as she patted the baby on the head.

"Ooh. Did you name it?" she asked, as Claire nodded excitedly.

"Ofcourse I did! It's a boy, and his name is Aaron," she replied, hugging the toy tightly. She frowned for a moment, staring at the carpet. "He needs a daddy though…"

Kate frowned sympathetically. She looked around, observing the many boys in the room. A newcomer that had similar hair to the previous boy except longer and slicked back strutted in, a lollipop sticking out of his mouth. No, not good enough. Another boy with dark hair nearby was sucking on a Juicy Juice box and pressing buttons on a toy keyboard. Not him either. She spotted Jack, sticking band-aids happily on toy soldiers that were lined up in front of him. No, he was busy right now. She shook her head, then spotting the boy with the Wiggles shirt strumming on an inflatable plastic guitar.

"How about him?" she offered, as Claire nodded. "Sounds good to mes. I think Aaron likes him," she said as she lowered her head, her imagination giving an answer from the doll.

Two Oriental children entered the room, one a boy and the other a girl. The girl had six story-books stacked in her arms, though black shoes and an orange dress were visible. Behind her, the boy wore a white dress-shirt with black slacks, seeming to the other children too dressed up for mud rolling.

The girl stepped forward, not noticing the tinker-toys just an inch away from her feet. She tripped and fell, the books scattering on the floor. The boy looked up, quickly bending down and collecting the books for her.

"I'm sowry. My name's Jin," he introduced as he picking up Mother Goose's Rhymes. The girl smiled, taking some of the books from him.

"It's okay, Jin. I'm Sun," she replied, as the two walked over towards a nearby desk. "Thanks for helping me."

"No problem."

Mrs. Rose stood up in the front of the room, clapping her hands. "All right, class. Time to start, so put away your toys and sit in your seats. Then we'll take roll call. If you're good, maybe we can do finger paints," she offered, as cheers came from the kids. The parents left, some teary-eyed. Sadly, Margot Shepard was the worst of the tears.

So class began that day, and the children were ready to start the day. The other class would be in session shortly.

Okay, here's the first chap. I know, I know, I did mostly fusies. Cause the other class has all the tailies! Well, most of them. Anyway, just a little warning: I'm not trying to make big-time ship promotions here. If I do make the mistake, deal with it. The shippers of most of the couples should be pleased in this story. If I skip on any characters, mention it in the reviews. I'll admit my dearest cousin is assisting in my story, and I hope you enjoy this fantastic and….cute fan fic.

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