Hey, yall! finally found some free time to do my second favorite thing (the first being watch Bones-SQUEE) writing Bones fanfiction! (third is watching House, case you wondering...)
so this is pretty much a drabble, if you dont get it (although im certain you probably will...) ill explain in my authors notes.
I do not own bones. unfortunatley...
"Wow. That's really Hendrix's guitar?" The tall, lanky boy asked in awe, scratching the side of his stubble-covered chin. He peered at the flashy instrument as if it were God himself.
"Yes. It is really Hendrix's guitar." The girl, who was also tall nodded, giving a half roll of the eyes and a slight a sigh that suggested that she thought a ham sandwich was more fascinating.
The boy turned to glance at his tour guide, than back to the guitar, than back to her, giving her a second look over. bg
She wasn't beautiful. By any means.
She looked like one of those people that had been short for their whole life and then all of the sudden sprouted three feet. He imagined her as awkward and clumsy, but in a cute sort of way.
Her long, choppy auburn hair fell down her shoulders like vines on the side of a chimney. Her pail, almost pasty white skin, told him that she spent a lot of time indoors.
She was pretty. Kind of 'Sarah plain and tall'-ish., but pretty. Not beautiful. Kind of flat chested. He analyzed.
There was just something about her…
Toward the end of the tour the boy got a feeling in the pit of his stomach, and it was most certainly not indigestion. No, this was a premonition…
"Any questions?" She asked in slightly-more-than dull, monotone voice.
"No." He shook his head, his shaggy brown hair falling over his eyes.
He got that feeling again. He watched her walk away, her narrow hips stayed put inside her black pencil skirt. He sighed, this was not the last time he'd see her…He could feel it in his bones.
so..there it is! tell me if you liked it, im gonna post more drabbles and scenes that i thought were missing from episodes. I really wanna do one with Brennan and Parker, though im not sure anyone would read it...
Authors notes: So basically this is how i imagined them first meeting. They are probably like seventeen and Brennan is working at the Jeffersonian as a tour guide as a part-time job. Originally I had some Sully in it but i cut it out, if you want that, zap me a line and I'll mail it to you.
R&R?
Rhea