**Smiles nervously** so…I'm starting a new fic…what's new? :P

Prologue. 1992.

It was Temperance Brennan's first day at her new school - the fifth one in six months. Having to move around from foster home to foster home was never an easy thing. At every new school, she was the freaky foster girl, the virgin, the frigid, the geek, the freak, the nerd. She was almost every nasty thing that people could think of calling her. This school was going to be no different.

She was wearing a pair of old jeans, a dark red shirt with a black hoodie over it. Carrying her books in her arms, she immediately felt out of place. All the girls around her were wearing the latest fashions, the skin tight jeans, the leather jackets, the whole kitten-caboodle.

Looking at her timetable, Brennan saw that her first class was in room 25 – the drama room. How she hated drama, it was such a wasted subject.

The map of the school in her diary was no help.

She walked over to a nice looking girl, hoping that she would tell her where room 25 was. "Excuse me could you please tell me where-"

"Piss off foster girl."

Fuming, Brennan walked away from her. Feeling a hand on her shoulder, she turned around and came face to face with 'one of those' boys, AKA a football player.

"I'll tell you where room 25 is…if you get on your knees."

"Stop being such a fuck head Luke…leave the foster freak alone" one of the boys in the pack said, laughing his head off.

"Don't call me a foster freak" Brennan said calmly.

"Why not…foster freak?" He grinned and leaned closer to her.

"Because I will kick your ass" she smiled back and held her books close to her chest.

"Yeah, bullshit foster-" before he could finish his sentence Brennan had dropped her books, kicked him in the stomach and was holding his arm behind his back.

"Say it again" she threatened, pulling his arm up further "go on, say it." A crowd was forming around them, watching in awe as the new girl bashed up one of the toughest guys in school. "Call me a foster freak."

"Let go of me" he threw his head back and made contact with Brennan's nose, but she barely even flinched. The crowd collectively gasped.

"Say please" she could feel blood rushing out from her nose, which was probably broken, but made no move to clean it up.

"You're real funny" Brennan yanked his arm just a fraction further "ok, ok! Please!" She dropped his arm and took a step back.

"Now was that so hard?" She wiped the blood away with her sleeve and picked her books off the floor.

"You're a freak, no wonder you're a virgin."

"You're an asshole, no wonder you play football." Brennan threw back "now can you please tell me where room 25 is?"

"Down the hall and to the left" one of the boys piped up "I'm in there now, I'll walk you."

"That won't be necessary" turning on her heel, Brennan walked away from the group of boys and down the hall. She ignored the stares, the comments and the balls of paper that were thrown at her. As always she was correct, this school was no different.

I'd love to hear what you guys think :P Oh and I could totally see Brennan as a total kick ass girl in school…not really the quiet kind…but at the same time she is if you know what I mean.

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