Seeley Booth walked into the main hall, this was the first Jeffersonian party that he had been to and he was a little unsure what to expect. Angela and Jack said it would be a great party this year because they had no money to spend and everyone had to do something that would benefit everyone, although he was unable to find out what jobs they were doing.
"Hi Seeley, how you doing?" Cam was slightly unsteady as she approached him, it had been a few weeks since they had broken up but she had a new man in tow "This is Chris" Booth shook the guy's hand and they exchanged pleasantries
"Where is everyone else?" Booth looked around the hall trying to spot his squints, suddenly he heard a guitar intro and someone singing, the track was rocky. The closer he got the more he saw, Jack was on drums Angela on bass Zack on Keyboard and Bones was singing and playing guitar
One
in a million I spent all night trying Five little fingers I spent all night
trying Why did we have to
meet One in a
million I
spent all night trying Why did we
have to meet You found
me indiscreet
Two is a crowd
Three is company
Fours
allowed
To remember your
address
Drawing lines around your body
Making marks on the
mucky floor
Six digit fix
My lucky
seven
There are eight steps in my hips
To remember your address
Drawing lines around your
body
Making marks on the mucky floor
On the night I lost my head?
X2
Two is a crowd
Three is company
Fours not allowed
To remember your address
Drawing lines
around your body
Making marks on the mucky floor
On the night I lost my head?
X2
On the night I lost my head
You found me in the
street
On the night I lost my head
Booth looked at his friends, Bones was a pretty good lead singer and Angela was enjoying herself and as for Zach and Jack they seemed to swap instruments after a couple of songs, he felt a little left out. They stopped playing for a few minutes while they got a drink
"Didn't know you could sing" Booth sat next to Bones
"You never asked, here you'll be needing this" Bones handed Booth a tambourine
"I don't get a guitar?" he smiled and took the tambourine "this is going to destroy my tough guy image"
"Would it help if we gave you a mic too?" Angela grinned
"If you practice you can have a guitar next year" Bones smiled like he'd never seen, next year was gonna be a good year and climbing on the stage he felt better, he felt he belonged.