Note: So, for the sake of my story, Gil and Catherine are about the same age (Gil's a year older but in the same grade) and also both live in LV. But, to preserve a little of their pasts, Catherine moved from Montana and Gil from Marina Del Rey, CA.
Gil Grissom was not like most seven-year-olds. He didn't play kickball, he didn't like watching the older boys play football down the street, and he didn't like cartoons, unless they were about bugs. He didn't really have any friends either, except Jimmy next door, and he liked it that way.
Gil Grissom did not run to the unfamiliar bright yellow school bus at the end of the street, did not swing his lunch from his hand as he got on the bus. Instead, he took his time. He walked slowly down the newly-paved driveway of the newly-built house, palying attention to how the concrete felt under his new All Star blue sneakers. He saw a grasshopper hopping fast away from the bus, which was currently honking angrily at him.
As he reached the school bus, he turned and waved to his mother, who waved back. He turned around and took a step up onto the bus full of screaming and laughing kids. He walked to the back of the bus and took an empty seat, wishing that Jimmy rode the bus. He leaned his head on the closed dirty window covered in fingerprints and watched houses and streets go by, until the bus stopped. Gil looked through his frameless glasses, trying to see who was getting on…
Catherine Flynn jumped up onto the bus, eager to see her new classmates, but a little wary. She walked slowly to the back of the bus, trying to look confident, when she spotted a pair of curious blue eyes looking at her with interest from behind glasses. When the boy realized she caught his gaze, he blushed a little and turned to look out the window. She raised her eyebrow… he wasn't screaming and laughing with his friends like the other kids.
Catherine walked back to the boy's seat and plopped down next to him, setting her butterfly lunchbox on the ground. He turned his head towards her…
TBC
