AN- So, I'm back with the first chapter. Like I said it's nothing like the summary that I originally posted, actually I made this up as I was writing, so I'm not too sure about it. If there's any typos sorry about it, I wrote it quickly and wanted to post it as soon as I could.
Disclaimer- I don't own Bones :( However the Diner, Mrs. Cook, and the plot are all mine :)
Chapter 1:
"Tempe, we have a new hand today, can you train him?" Mrs. Cook yelled from the kitchen of the diner.
"Yeah sure, what's his name?" I yelled back from where I was standing in the front of the diner at the cash register.
"Seely Booth, he's about your age, a real cutie too, "Mrs. Cook said, coming to the front of the diner.
"You know I don't want to get involved with anyone right now," I said, gong to switch the sign to open, "What time is he coming in?"
"Anytime time now," She said, as the door opened.
I looked over and my breath caught in my throat. The man standing there wasn't a cutie, he was drop dead gorgeous. He had deep brown eyes that a girl could get lost in and dark brown hair that could make anyone want to run their fingers through while kiss-
"Tempe, you're drooling," Mrs. Cook whispered, elbowing me in the ribs.
"S-sorry, Temprence Brennan, you must be Seely Booth," I said, reaching my hand out to shake his.
"Yeah, that's me," He said, a cocky look on his face. He looked at my hand once before walking over to Mrs. Cook, "So, who's training me?"
"Tempe is of course, she's being working here since she was a girl," She said, pointing over to where I was standing.
"Her?" He asked, giving me a once over.
"Yeah, what's wrong, not blond enough?" Mrs. Cook asked, a stern look on her face.
"No, that's not it, I just thought, well shouldn't a guy train me?" He asked, an innocent expression planted on his face.
"Why, have you suddenly become sexist from the 4 years of college that you went thorugh?" She asked, indignately.
"No…but…" He said, shifting on his feet.
"Go, put your back pack in the back room and get out here as soon as you can so you can start your training," She said, shaking her head.
I watched him go into the back room. I couldn't believe my luck, drop dead gorgeous guy was actually a jerk. A class a humongous jerk, he didn't want to have a girl train him. He was a sexist pompous ass. I couldn't believe that I thought that he was actually going to be a nice guy. I was pulled out of my thoughts by two fingers snapping in front of my face.
"You coming?" He asked a snotty look on his face.
"Yeah," I mumbled, walking around to the cash register.
I spent most of that day helping him around the diner while he would make snide remarks under his breath. I was getting tired of it. I was here first and I wasn't going to let some play boy come in and make me miserable every day. At the end of the day I took off my apron before sitting down at a table with the papers and bills for that day. I started adding them up as I saw someone sit down across from me. Without looking up I knew it was him.
"What do you want?" I asked, continuing to add up the bills.
"To apologize, I think we got off on the wrong foot," He said, reaching across the table and cupping my chin in his hands, making me look up at him.
"Don't touch me," I said, pulling away from him.
"I'm Seely Booth, and you are?" He asked, extending his hand.
"Temprence Brennan, but everybody calls me Bones. Why the hell are you such a sexist ass?" I asked.
"What?" He coughed, choking on his drink.
"You heard me, why are you a sexist ass?" I repeated, finally looking up from the bills.
"I'm not," He replied, looking down.
Bullshit you're not I thought, shaking my head. I couldn't believe this, couldn't he just admit that he was a sexist ass and then we could leave it at that.
"Hey, listen I was just having a bad morning. Like I said, we got off on the wrong foot. Can we just start over and pretend that this morning didn't happen?" He asked.
I looked at him for a second trying to see if he was playing a trick on me. It appeared sincere so I nodded my head.
"How did you get the nickname Bones from Temprence Brennan?" He asked.
"I'm studying to be a forensic anthropologist, and I'd work with bones, so Ann started calling me Bones and it sort of stuck and everyone else started calling me it." I said, fidling with the calculator trying to make it work again.
"Oh, here let me see it," He said, reaching over the table to grab the calculator. He pryed the back open and pulled the battery out, "Here's your problem it's leaking. Do you have any extra bateries?" He asked.
"That's okay, I can do this in my head anyways the calculator is just a convinience," I said, starting to block him out of my head, so I could finish the bills and leave.
"You sure, I can go find a battery," He said.
"Yeah, possitive," I said.
He sat there staring at me for a couple of seconds before putting the calculator down and going to get his bag. I looked up and watched him walk out the front door, before unlocking his bike and riding away. I was confused, he was such a jerk and acted like he was all that, he didn't look too poor either, shouldn't he have a car?
"Bones, what are you still doing here?" Mrs. Cook asked, coming into the front part of the diner.
"Oh, I'm just totaling up the bills, I'm almost done," I said, holding up some papers.
"Nonsense, this isn't part of your job go home and relax, you deserve it," She said, coming over to me.
"No really, it's fine I don't mine," I said, looking up.
"No go home now, you should be at home studying or sleeping," She said, leaning over to pick up the bills.
"Really, I don't mine, I only have a few left," I said, grabbing the bills back from her.
"Temprence, go home," She said, pulling me up and dragging me to the back room to get my bag, "I'll see you tomorrow."
"Are you sure?" I asked, giving her a look.
"Positive, now go," Mrs. Cook said, shooing me out the door.
I shook my head and laughed as I put my jacket on, before walking out the door. I threw my bag over my shoulder and stuck my hands in my pockets trying to keep them warm for the short walk to the car. I opened the door and got in, before starting the engine and turning the heat and radio on. I hummed along quietly with the Christmas music that was on as I made my way "home". I pulled into the lot and got out of the car.
"Good evening, Miss Brennan," Mr. Donaldson said, opening the door for me.
"Thanks James," I said, brushing snow off of my head before getting running towards the closing elevator, "Wait!"
They held it, and I quickly got in pressing 5, the number of my floor. The ride up was silent, as I looked around the elevator. It wasn't unusual in anyways, there were two teens holding hands and whispering sweet nothings to each others, an older couple who were looking at a picture that the wife was holding and a man standing looking at me who seemed somewhat out of place. The elevator dinged and I looked up, it was my floor, I got out and started walking down the hall only to feel the hairs on the back of my neck stick up, as if someone were following me. I sped up a little and started rummaging through my purse for my keys. I found them and quickly pulled them out, I got to the right key and quickly went to my door, as I was about to stick the key in, I felt a hand come down on my shoulder. I turned around
and screamed as loud as I could hoping that someone would hear. I looked up to see the man from the elevator. He grabbed my keys and stuck them into the keyhole, his other hand over my mouth as he pressed me into the door. He pushed the door open and threw my inside before closing and locking the door and putting something in front of it. I screamed as loud as I could, hoping that someone was close enough and would break down the door. I looked at the intruder and gasped, he was pulling out a knife from his jacket and cleaning it…there was blood on it?
"What do you want?"I asked, backing up a bit.
"You came to close, you should have given it up a long time ago," He said, coming towards me, black gloves now on his hands.
"Given what up?" I asked confused.
"The case that you're working on, nobody was supposed to find out about it, it happened so long ago. I sent you notes to stop working on it, followed you around watched you get closer and closer. Hoped that you would drop it, but you just couldn't could you?" He said, coming even closer.
I sat there in fear, not knowing whether or not today would be my last day on earth or not. I was too young to die though, I was just 20 years old, surely this wasn't my time? Was it?
"Say good bye," He said, coming at me with the knife.
Yes, I just left you with a cliff hanger. Don't you just love me? I don't have chapter 2 planned out at all, so I'll post it once I'm done, but if I get reviews that will make me write more and inspire me. So click that review button!! :)