Sakura Skully Haruno
Disclaimer: Simple. ME. NO. OWNY.
A knock sounded on Sakura Haruno's door one late afternoon. As she opened it, a freshly polished belt buckle reading 'COCKY' greeted her bright, green eyes. She looked up, and there stood a 6 foot 6, sexy, hot, muscle man with perfectly chisled features and perfectly gel-sculpted hair.
He smiled warmly at her. When he spoke, she felt as if smooth velvet glided past her ears.
"Sakura Haruno?"
"...Yes...?" she mumbled. What the frick? I sound like Hinata!
"I'm Special Agent Seeley Booth. I'm here to inform you that you have been accepted into the Jeffersonian's Young Criminalogists Program. Report to the platform in the main hall of the Medico-Legal Lab by 5:00. That's where you'll meet your teachers."
They said goodbye, Sakura headed inside, and Booth to his car. When he got in, he saw Brennan staring at him worriedly.
"How am I going to deal with 5 hormonal, insane teenagers? No teen is right in the head! They'll burn down the whole museum by the end of day 1!"
"Calm down, Bones! Teens are the easiest! Watch this. 5,4,3,2,1..."
(From inside the house)"WHOOO-! IMIN! IMIN! IMIN! !"
"Ha! See that, Bones? Easy!"
"All I see is insanity."