Author's Notes: Yay! Teenage Jack, Angela and Dr. Goodman! Yay, yay!– oh and Mack! I'm gonna bring in whom I can, that means we're gonna have Zack at some point later and Rebecca and anyone else I can think of or is requested. I honestly don't know much about Rebecca, I can't remember her all I know is I don't like her. She doesn't like letting Booth see Parker. That's more than enough reason for me to not like her. And I don't know her surname, so she's been dubbed Rebecca Hargreaves. Through rough calculations I have managed to ascertain that Zack is gonna be quite little, about six or seven at the oldest I should think, if anyone has a better guess please do let me know.

Chapter 2: She's Immune.

The hall was buzzing with students getting things in and out of lockers. Girls chatting and boys throwing a football to each other over the heads of the other students, whooping with laughter if it should hit another of the students at any point.

Crowds were not really Temperance's thing, too many people who lacked the ability to understand that they did not own half the planet and other people did have a right to be there despite what others may think.

"Here's your locker," Booth said pushing past a taller boy who gave him a deadly look which was returned with twice the intensity than it was originally sent. "Mine's just down there," he pointed down the corridor and leant against the locker next to Temperance's as she took the piece of paper out from under the books she was carrying and checked the combination before entering it and placing most of her books in there.

"Homeroom's first so I'll walk you to that 'coz you're with me and then you're on your own,"

She nodded, closing her locker and turning to face the rapidly shrinking crowd. When he wasn't hitting on her Booth wasn't so bad it seemed but she banished the thought last time she'd thought that worse things had followed.

"Booth!" a dark haired boy asked, his skin tanned a recent brown, a smile on his face as he and Booth greeted each other with the oddest hand shake Temperance was sure she'd ever seen "hey," he turned to Tempe "I'm Mack,"

"Temperance," she replied quietly.

"How do you know Booth then, Tempe?" Mack asked, as the bell rang and many more of the students filtered in to classrooms.

She paused "uh…"

"She's my foster sister," Booth said as he and Mack started towards class, neither checking to see if they were being followed by their topic of conversation.

"Dude I didn't know your parents were adopting," Mack exclaimed as they entered the classroom.

"Hey, me neither Mack, me neither,"

Both boys made their ways to their seats still chatting amiably and Temperance felt a rush of abandonment as she surveyed the room. A pretty dark haired girl in the third row waved to her and feeling ever so slightly self-conscious she headed over, sliding into the seat between the girl and the window.

"I'm Angela," she announced, beaming a thousand-watt smile that Temperance could not help but return.

"Temperance," she said for the second time in five minutes "I-"

"You've met Booth right?" she said enthusiastically and Temperance had the feeling this would be her first 'friend' in this new place.

"I live with him," she found herself saying.

Angela frowned a little, confused.

"I'm his foster sister,"

Angela's mouth formed a perfect 'o' and she didn't seem sure what to say and so for the first time in months Temperance found herself volunteering information about herself.

"My parents went missing a few months ago. No one knows where they are,"

"I'm sorry sweetie," Angela leaned over a placed a hand on her arm in sympathy and Temperance gave her a moment before shaking her off but did it in such away it just looked like she was reaching for a pen in her bag.

"I've met Mack as well," she broke the silence that followed and the trance like stare Angela had gotten whilst watching her.

"Mack's cool," Angela said "Booth can come across a bit inappropriate but he's cool too,"

Temperance decided not to comment.

"You met anyone else?"

Head shake.

"Well over there," Angela pointed to a blonde in the corner, as if on que she flicked her hair over her shoulder and flashed Temperance a fake smile and a tiny wave "is Rebecca Hargreaves. She's Booth's ex girlfriend,"

Temperance was surprised to feel a stab of jealousy at that but ignored it and continued to be interested.

"And there," she pointed two seats to her right "is Jack," the curly head of the boy turned and Temperance started at the brilliant blue eyes staring at her upon the mention of his name.

"Hodgins," he corrected glaring at Angela who rolled her eyes at him and tapped the shoulder of the tall black boy in front of her "Hey Daniel, this is Tempe, she's new,"

Daniel waved once and nodded at her before turning back to whatever he was doing.

"And that's about everyone," Angela said "of any importance anyway,"


"I don't get it," Booth announced, vaulting the small fence and sitting cross legged on the grass in between Angela and Temperance as they ate their lunch in one perfect move.

"Get what?'" Angela asked, clearly smitten by him and Temperance resisted the urge to roll her eyes.

"Why teach algebra at all?" he said, leaning back on his hands casually.

Mack came and sat by Temperance and whispered "he's been going on about that since the end of third period,"

She chuckled and bit into the apple she was eating.

"What?" Booth challenged.

"Nothing," she defended swallowing quickly and avoiding his eyes.

"So do you know?" he asked, watching her avidly which made her nervous.

"Why they teach algebra?" she checked and then realised she didn't know the answer "practice I guess,"

"But why not use numbers? I mean letters are for English not for Math,"

Wisely she stayed quiet noticing that this was one of those times where no matter what was said it would be countered and so on until nothing made sense any more and arguments ensued.

"What do you think is really in cafeteria meatloaf?" Jack said a moment later, causing everyone to pause "what? I'm not even just talking about meatloaf I'm talking all the food. I've had mac n cheese before hundreds of times before I came here and I've never seen it green. And there has to be something wrong with a food that doesn't look like something the next door neighbours dog brought up when it's served in there. Something worse than the stuff that looks bad,"

Booth gave him a funny look before downing half a bottle of water and opening a packet of crisps from home and Mack just said "conspiracy theorist," in Temperance's ear and she nodded in acknowledgement and again chose to stay silent.

"So when did you… you know," Mack sipped the can of cola as he addressed the newest member of their little group.

"Friday," Booth supplied for her before she even opened her mouth "came home from school and there she was,"

Angela scowled at him "she's not a dog Booth," then "she's sat right here," to Temperance "sorry,"

"I wasn't exactly foretold of you either," she did not know exactly what she was feeling but it was confusing, she was having so many conflicting emotions about his particular boy and it was unnerving her.

"Feisty," he taunted, smirking, teasing her.

She glowered at him and gathered up her things, stalking across the lawns without looking back at him or any one of them.


"Sweetie," Angela sat on the wall round the garden at the back of the school next to Temperance who was reading some book or other, she didn't catch the title "you okay?"

"I'm fine. Thank you," she replied curtly.

"Booth's just like that, he didn't mean anything by it,"

"I don't care what he said Ange," she whispered and raised a sceptical eyebrow when Angela smirked knowingly "what?"

"You like him," she grinned.

"I do not!" Temperance exclaimed hotly "if anything it's the complete opposite,"

"Oh?"

"I've known him just over two days and so far he's given me the impression he's arrogant, self assured and flirtatious," she put her book back in her bag roughly "I don't like him on any level,"

"Two days is a short space of time to make an opinion like that," Angela said gently "he's like that with everyone. It works on most people,"

"What does?"

"Bren,"

That was nickname she hadn't had before, it was okay though, it was sort of nice, well better than 'Princess' anyway.

"I've been in two of your classes today and two of his," she stated.

"And?"

"And, he either couldn't take his eyes off of you or wouldn't shut up about you," she spoke slowly.

Temperance paused before shaking her head "so what? It doesn't stop me from disliking the fact he seems to think he can get away with treating and speaking to people as he pleases,"

Angela sighed. There was obviously no getting through to this girl "fine. But most girls would kill to have that amount of attention focussed on them. Especially from Booth," with that the bell went and she slipped off the wall and made her way back to the school building.

Author's Notes: I have plenty of ideas as to what I want to do main storyline included but if there are any little scenes you've thought of and really, really would like to see in this then I'm all ears. Please remember though that unless I can fit them into the storyline then I might not be able to use them but would be more than happy to right that particular scene especially for you 'coz I'm nice like that lol.