Title: Slap Him, He's Italian ---
Summary: This goes back to high school. Temperance is having a hard time communicating and socially being involved. Best friend Angela knows just the way how to trigger her into being high school's most popular girl.
Author's Note: Yes, the title is like the film 'Slap her, she's French'. Kind of why I wrote this. I tried to add every character in it.
Chapter summary: Seeley and Temperance meet for the first time.
Trrrinnng…..
The sneering sound of the school bell cut through the tense silence, as Mrs. Knight paced up and fro. Her wicked eyes glancing over her glasses, her students waiting in agony for her to begin speaking.
She abruptly stopped, in the middle of the classroom, right next to the table of a 17-year-old Seeley Booth, who didn't even wince. The rest of the class did let out a muffled gasp. Seeley hardly ever did anything wrong, except for beating the crap out of people if they needed to be taught a lesson.
Mrs. Knight looked down at the – now pale – Seeley. He was worried she was furious about him hitting Drake Donovan. Okay, there was no actual reason to be afraid; the guy crushed a geek his glasses. "We have a new student today."
Her pacing continued and the some people let out relieved sighs, only to be rewarded with a nasty glare from their worst nightmare teacher. "Seeley!" She now spun around, watching him as he quickly raised, then pulled himself together again. "Yes…ma'am?"
"She's in Mr. Donny's office. You go get her and allow her to introduce herself. Today I want you to give her one of your 'tours' through the building."
Seeley bit back the urge to heave a sigh. Lately, he was asked to do that every time just because girls seemed so interested in him. It bugged him because now every boy in the class was jealous of him and every girl gossiped. He made his way to the exit of the room when Mrs. Knight gestured him to leave. He barely heard the 'yeah, go get her' that was followed by a yell and a – somewhat dramatic – shriek.
He tapped on the door, and stepped in the room when Mr. Donny answered with a 'come in'. Mr. Donny was sitting behind his desk, and sitting on the chair in front of it, was a tall, brown-haired girl. She had freckles here and there, sparkling blue eyes and despite all of that, an indifferent appearance.
I am intrigued. He immediately concluded, walking up to her as he shook her hand. Firm handshake. I like that. Mr. Donny gave him a signal to leave and he led her out the office.
"You're Temperance?" Seeley asked, trying to fill the silence that had settled between them. Temperance frowned a little oddly. "How'd you know that?"
Seeley looked a little guilty; he and his buddies had been reading through the student files again. "Oh," he shrugged, "Just a guess. You seem like a 'Tempe' kind of girl."
"Don't call me 'Tempe', that's only for people in close proximity." she forewarned him with a wave of the finger.
Seeley smiled, stopping before her. "Nice to meet you, Temperance. I'm Seeley Booth." he introduced himself, bowing his head a little, causing Temperance to frown at that.
"Brennan." she then said, shaking off the thought of asking him why that was of any good. They then continued their stroll to classroom 402, Seeley casually trying to steal a glimpse of her, Temperance casually trying to avoid his glance. It was rather amusing.
Chuckling to himself, Seeley added: "Oh, and don't frown at everything. You're prettier when you're not."
He wasn't sure if she was smiling or wanting to kick him in the nuts.
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Author's Note II: So, did you like it? I would always want to know if I need to continue a story.