AN: I am sick I have been sneezing a lot and have had a couple of killer headaches but I can't go to sleep so I figured I would write another chapter. So I apologize ahead of time for any mistakes or if this chapter is completely whack.

Okay so I want to include more characters from the show so far I have Angela, Jack, Zach Addy, Cam, Rebecca, Tessa, Mark the deep sea welder, David her online date, and Agent Peyton Perotta. So anyone else I should throw in?

Disclaimer: Bones is not mine :l

After shutting off her alarm clock Temperance took a minute to lie in bed and think about her life. She realizes that she is the happiest she has been since her parents left. Kids at school don't tease her, she has made a true friend, she doesn't get beat every day, and she even has nicer things and a nicer place to stay compared to her other foster homes. Even though everything is going well she knows not to get attached because everything could change real fast.

Pushing all her bad thoughts aside she got up from bed and took a quick shower. With her body still wrapped in a towel she picked out her clothes. She decided on a pair of medium light ripped skinny jeans, a fitting long sleeve navy blue v-neck, a white lace tank top, navy blue flip flops, and a white belt. She put on her makeup, and left her natural like she did the day before.

When Brennan was ready she grabbed her bag and began walking to school. She got to school around seven and once she got there she realized she didn't remember where her first class was. After heading down the same hall for what had to be the third time she turned around and slammed into a wall. At least she thought it was a wall until she felt two very strong arms around her waist steadying her.

"You know there are easy ways to get my attention."

The second she heard his voice she knew who it was. She looked up and glared at one very smug looking Seeley Booth. "It was an accident and last time was your fault."

Booth stepped back and looked at her. 'God she is hot.' "Sure it was. Why are you in this hallway in the first place? Our class is in the building next door."

'Crap I knew I was going the wrong way.' She didn't want to admit to him that she had no idea where their class was."Why are you in this hallway?"

He knew she didn't remember where their class was. "Visiting one of my coaches…You're lost aren't you?"

"I am not lost."

"Prove it; walk me to our first class." He expected her to admit defeat but she of course surprised him.

"Fine." Temperance turned around and walked in the direction of the building he mentioned. She had no idea where their class was but she was never going to admit that.

Booth walked right next to her and didn't tell her when he noticed she went the wrong way. After a few minutes past and they were no closer to their class so he stopped walking. "Are you going to admit that you have no idea where our class is?"

"Nope I am just…I just wanted to look around before we went to class and get more familiar with the school."

He rolled his eyes; she was such a bad liar. "Sure you did. If you admit you don't know where you're going I'll show you the right way to class. "

"No."

"Geez why do you have to be so—" The bell indicating they were late for class rang.

She glared at him. "Great now were late for class."

'She is so irritating.' "Yeah because you're too stubborn to admit that you have no idea where our class was."

"You could of spoke up but no you chose to make us late to class. This is definitely your fault."

She was really beginning to irate him. "Wait did you just say this is my fault?"

"Yeah that's what I said. Do you have a hearing problem?"

"You are seriously the most frustrating person in the world." Their faces were inching closer and closer together.

"You couldn't possibly know that; you haven't met even a quarter of the people in the world."

Rather than respond he just glared back at her. They were standing so close anyone who saw them would assume they were going to kiss. Just then a teacher walked down the hallway and thought just that.

"What are you two doing here instead of being in class?"

Booth and Brennan jumped apart at the sound of the teacher's stern voice. They both looked over to find a slightly heavy older woman starring at them waiting for an explanation. Booth instantly recognized her as Mrs. Saunders, a teacher who wasn't to fond of kids.

"Uhm…we were…" Temperance began to stutter so Booth stepped in. "Temperance is new here and got lost on the way to her first class and I was just trying to help her figure out where exactly it was."

"Oh really Mr. Booth it's taken you over fifteen minutes to help this young lady find her class?" She definitely didn't believe them.

'Fifteen minutes? Surely we haven't been arguing that long. Right? Crap Mrs. Saunders is going to give us detention.' "Uhm well-"

"Save the excuses for the principle. Come on lets go." Mrs. Saunders led them to Mr. Jones's office. They stepped into his office and took the two seats sitting in front of his large oak desk. Mr. Jones was currently immersed in his work and didn't even notice that they were there until Mrs. Saunders cleared her throat. "Hello Mr. Jones I just found these two out in the hallway getting real cozy."

The old bald man glanced between Booth and Brennan who were now starring at the ground. "Thank you Mrs. Saunders I'll take care of things from here."

"Okay. Have a good day." Mrs. Saunders walked out of the room with a grin on her face. Getting children in trouble was definitely a great part about teaching.

"So what exactly were you two doing in the hallway fifteen minutes after the bell rang?"

Temperance looked him in the eye and spoke. She knew telling the truth was the best way to go and plus she wasn't a good liar. "I am new here. Seeley has first period with me and when we ran into each other in the hallway he assumed I needed help finding my class. He offered to help me find it even though I didn't need his help so we began to argue and we lost track of time. That was when that teacher came down the hall and found us and assumed were getting 'cozy' which we weren't."

"Is that true Mr. Booth?"

"Yes sir."

"Well either way you two were late to class so I am going to have to give you detention."

Booth and Brennan both began to protest. "But that is no-"

"Sorry it is school rules no buts. How about today after school?"

"Fine." They both muttered.

Mr. Jones handed them their detention slips and they walked to their second class; their first already over.

"This is so your fault. You should have just left me alone, I knew where I was going."

'You got to be kidding me. She is unbelievable.' "You know what? Next time I will."

"Good." She didn't need help anyway she had been getting by without anyone's help for almost a year now.

"Good."

Booth and Brennan went their separate ways and didn't speak to each other for the rest of the day. Both would stare at each other when the other wasn't looking and when the end of the day rolled around all they could think about was detention.

They reported to Mr. Jones office and handed him their slips. "Alright kids rather than have you sit in a classroom for an hour we are going to have you walk around the school together and pick up trash. Don't even think about slacking off because there will be teachers walking around the school watching."

Booth groaned and Brennan just stared at the ground off in space. Mr. Jones handed them each a garbage bag and told them to come back in an hour.

They walked out to the courtyard and began picking up trash there without speaking to each other. After only ten minutes Booth couldn't handle the silence. "Okay look can we like call a truce or something? Because we have like five classes together and are partners in 1st period; we are going to be seeing a lot of each other for the rest of the year."

Brennan didn't even bother looking up. "Like I'll even be here that long."

"What do you mean?" 'What is she talking about?'

"Oh come on you have to know. I'm sure someone told you that I am foster care girl."

"I mean yeah I heard about it, but so what? Why wouldn't you be here?"

"I have been in the system almost a year now the longest any family kept me was two months."

"Oh." Booth honestly wasn't sure what to say it obviously was a big deal for her to even tell him.

"Look can we just get back to work. I didn't mean to tell you my life story after all we don't even like each other." 'God why would I tell him?'

"I never said that."

She wouldn't look him in the eye she just went on picking up trash. "Yeah I believe you said I was just the most aggravating person in the world which you couldn't possibly know."

"Well you are pretty aggravating but that doesn't mean I don't like you. Look we just got off on the wrong foot." He put down his trash bag and held out his hand for her to shake.

She put down her bag, looked him in the eye, and shook his hand. "Truce."

"Truce." They smiled at each other and held hands a minute longer.

"Okay so what now?"

"Well we should get to know each other better."

"Well there is not much to tell about me. I am foster care girl. My parents went Christmas shopping one day and never came back, my older brother Russ who was nineteen at the time left a few days after them. Ever since then I have been passed around from one place to the next. There is not much else to know."

Booth was taken aback by her confession. He never expected her to open up like that. "That isn't who you are that's just what happened to you."

"At all my other schools no one would even talk to me because I was the freaky foster care girl."

"Well then there stupid then. Clearly there is a lot more to you." Their eyes were locked on each other until a teacher strolled by and they started picking up trash again.

"Thank you but you don't really know me."

"We can fix that. What do you like to do when you're not kicking ass?" He shot her a big smile.

"What do you mean?"

"That punch hurt like hell; surely you've boxed before or something."

"Never but I really want to learn how to defend myself." 'From abusive foster parents.'

He could tell there was a double meaning to her words. "From what?"

'Crap, I didn't think he'd catch that.' She already told him to much there was no way she was going to tell him just what happened to her at her past foster homes or even her current one. "You know there are lots of bad people out in the world just in case anything happens I want to be prepared."

Yeah she was holding something back. Booth had a way of reading people but he didn't want to push her. "I could always teach you."

"Really? I mean I don't want you to help me just because you think you have to."

"No I want to. Maybe on the weekends or something?"

"Yeah that'd be cool but I'll have to see if it's alright with the Perezs."

"That soun- ah shit." He stepped in a pot hole and tripped; his bag of trash spilling next to him.

Temperance turned around at the sound of him falling. She ran to his side and checked out his leg. "Are you okay?" His leg was bleeding but it only looked like a few scratches.

"Yeah I'm fine."

"I'll be right back." She got up and headed off to the girls bathroom where she grabbed a bunch of paper towels and wet half of them. When she got back she found him exactly where she left him. She sat crisscross next to him and took his left leg and placed it in her lap, dabbing the bloody abrasion gently.

'She is absolutely amazing.' "You really don't have to do that it's nothing really."

"Don't worry about it." After cleaning up all the blood and dirt she folded a few dry paper towels into a square and held it to his leg where it stuck. "There not as good as a band aid but they should do the trick."

He smiled at her; she really was a caring person. "Thanks Dr. Temperance."

She laughed and smiled back at him. They got up and put the trash back in the bag and began resuming walking around cleaning up.

"So do you really want to be a Doctor when you grow up?"

"Yes but not a medical doctor."

"Well then what kind?" 'Not a psychologist that's for sure.'

"I don't want to bore you."

"I don't think you could ever bore me; you're a very interesting person."

"Thanks." He shot her his charm smile which she returned with one of her own.

"I want to be an anthropologist most likely a forensic anthropologist."

He didn't want to seem stupid but he had never heard of an anthropologist before. "A what?"

"Forensic anthropologists are called in when remains are found in advanced stages of decomposition. They can also assist in the identification of deceased individuals whose remains are burned, mutilated or otherwise unrecognizable."

"So they work with dead people?"

"Well yeah their bones."

"Why do you want to be one?"

"Because I want to give families something I might never get; closure. I want to be able to tell the families what happened to their loved ones and help put away the person or people who are responsible if there are any."

"Wow you're amazing." The words came out of his mouth before he could even realize what he was saying. To quickly change the subject he added. "So don't you have to like study bones and stuff?"

'He thinks I'm amazing?' "Yes of course, I already know all two hundred and six of them."

'Dang she is more brilliant then I thought.' "All of them, already? How do you have the time?"

"I don't really do anything besides study, go to school, and clean." 'Did I just say clean?'

"You don't have any hobbies, or like sports you like to play?"

"Is studying bones considered a hobby?"

"No not to me. So you really love bones huh?"

"I guess I do."

"I think I just found a nickname for you. I mean Temperance is great but it's a mouthful."

"Wait what?"

He looked at his cell phone. "C'mon Bones our hours up, its time to go."

"Don't call me Bones."

"Okay Bones, let's go." She rolled her eyes but followed.

Booth tied his trash bag and then tied hers. He grabbed her hand and led her down the hallway back to Mr. Jones office. Neither one of them could deny the sparks they felt as their hands met but chose not to comment on it. When they entered Mr. Jones's office he looked up and glanced at the bags in their hands.

"You guys picked up a lot of trash. Did you guys learn your lesson?"

"Yes sir." They both said in unison.

"Alright you're free to go. I won't call your parents this time but next time I will."

Both of them headed out of his office after grabbing their backpacks. They walked out to the parking lot where Brennan began to walk away.

"Where are you going Bones?"

"Home and don't call me Bones."

He ignored her Bones comment. "I know but I have a car."

"I know I remember from yesterday but I don't that is why I'm walking."

'Does she not get that I'm offering her a ride?' "Would you like a ride?"

She bit her lip debating on whether not to accept. "Sure."

He opened the door for her only to again hear her protest but he ignored her and walked over to the other side.

They rode in silence for a few minutes until Brennan spoke. "So what do you want to do?"

"Well right now I am driving you home."

"No I mean when you older. You never told me."

"To be honest I am not entirely sure. I want to go into the army when I turn eighteen but I don't know after that. I was thinking about going into the FBI or something. You know I want to help people and put scumbags in prison."

"Those are both honorable jobs."

"So is a forensic anthropologist." He stopped the car in front of Perez's house and turned to face her. They smiled at each other and she stepped out of his car.

"Thanks for the ride. See you tomorrow." She began walking up the stairs towards the front door.

"No problem Bones."

Even though he already started pulling away he could hear her yell. "Don't call me Bones."

The whole way home all his thoughts were about her. Booth tried to think of something else but everything led back to her. He never met another person like her; there was just something about her.

He parked his car and stepped into the house and didn't even see the fist that struck his gut. He sunk to his knees and felt more blows to his side looking up the last thing he saw was his dad's foot coming towards him again.

Booth woke up on his living room and groaned at the ache in his side. He pulled his phone out of his pocket and looked the time. It was three in the morning. After slowly getting up he made his way to the kitchen and grabbed some Tylenol for the pain. He crept up the stairs and walked into his bedroom and flopped down on his bed. Life just wasn't fair; he just wanted to come home and not get beat by his drunk of a dad. His brother and mom were the only ones stopping him from kicking his dad's ass because then he would hurt them. Was it too much to ask for a normal teenage life? Wanting to fall asleep and have pleasant dreams instead of nightmares he thought of Bones. He had only known her for two days and already felt a connection to her. He could tell though she had been hurt many times in the past and he would do his best not to do the same. For the first time in a long time Seeley Booth fell asleep with a smile on his face.

AN: Review PLEASE! I keep getting less and less and I need to know if the story is worth continuing.