Hey i came up with this while I was trying to pay attention to my teacher-seems my best ideas come when Im bored. I already jave it though out but if I didnt write it I just knew I would loose it.
Title-scars Mark the Bone
Characters-Temperance Brennan, Zack addy
Disclaimer-we dont own our cars the bank does, we dont own our houses, the bank does, I dont own Bones the... owner does.
Temperance Brennan shifted on the plastic chair. She looked down at her worn converse with dejected green eyes knowing she would soon be writing the name of the foster home on it with a sharpei keychain that hung around her neck like a long necklace.
She felt tired, tired and resentful but mostly angry.
She'd done nothing wrong.
It was irrational what her foster parents had asked her. To pray to God? Ludicrous! Preposterous!
It went against everything she believed in and now she was being punished because she'd refused to convert. She was an atheist, she believed in science. She'd simply explained her right to her own religion-or lack thereof.
Ahe didn't understand why her foster family had been so irrational.. Ever since she'd entered the system everyone was irrational, from the inept
social workers to the idiotic and often nonsensical foster parents.
Temperance had completely given up on trying to reason with people something inside of her was shutting down and she could feel herself drifting away from the world.
What did she have in the world anyways? Nothing but the bag of clothes she lugged around with her. No one she could identify as family or even as a friend.
Something inside her screamed a protest at that. Saying that there was bound to be something or someone worth fighting for but she shoved it off as irrationality. After all she'd been to fifteen foster homes just this year. The posibilities that she'd find one that wasn't like the rest were slim and none.
Maybe there was an anthropological reason behind foster families and irrationality…
'Temperance'
The 16-year-old looked up snapping out of her train of thought but showing no other emotion or sign of acknowledgement . The social worker sighed, used by now to her charge's growing catatonia.
'You're staying with me for the night and tomorrow you're going to a new home in Boston'
Temperance said nothing but nodded to state she understood.
The social worker was about to say something else but stopped herself when she met Temperance's eyes.
'Alright' she said 'go wait in the car for me. I'll be there soon'
If it was any other child she wouldn't do so but she knows by now that Temperance is an exception , that she won't do anything.
She stared at the retreating form of the teenager and prayed that she wouldn't loose hope-if she hadn't already.
Temperance went into the car taking her time to methodically lock al the doors before she takes the sharpei off the cap around her neck and writes the name of the foster home in big black letters adding it to the many others that had turned their backs on her.
Going straingh to the room she knew she'd be occupying-this wasn't the first time she'd been kicked out of a foster home after all. Temperance dropped her bags on the bed without so much as sparing it a glance she took her toothbrush and headed for the bathroom.
After she was done brushing her teeth Temperance took her hair out of the pony tail it was usually kept in and shook her head so that the brown locks reached the small of her back then went back to the room and reached for the bags she knew held her pijamas-only to hear the bag talk to her.
'Would you mind moving your bags please, they are rather heavy'
Although the voice was small and slightly muffled it still made her jump in surprise and it took her a moment to rationalize that obviously bags could not talk. So there had to be a logical reason behind the voice.
Catiously but decisively Temperance lifted the bag only to find crystalline blue eyes peering up at her from a mop of brown hair.
Before either one of them could say anything the social worker walked in.
'What is going on in here?' she asked then stopped and took a look at the sight in front f her.
'oh my..well, at least now you know each other. Temperance this is Zack Addy your room mate for the night.'