Chapter 2

'Hey Bones'

'That's not my name Booth'

'It's your nick name' he said laughing as he caught up to her in the hall between the labs

'How was class?'

'Why are you talking to me?' she hadn't looked at him, her eyes focused on reading the notes she'd just jotted down from her extension biology text book

'I don't know, I guess we're friends'

'No we are not; at most we are aquatints'

'Fine, how was class?' he was walking beside her, his hands stuffed in his red and white jacket

'Fine.'

'Any more details?' He nudged her with his elbow

'I performed a cross section of a frog spleen'

'Fun' Booth rolled his eyes

'It was' she stated 'here's my room' she turned and entered the lab. Booth stood for a moment; he didn't normally have to try so hard to get a girl to talk to him.

/Bones/Bones/

'No! You are incorrect, they didn't bite with that tooth, it would not have separated the flesh from the bone' Temperance was standing up with her hands on the desk, arguing loudly with a fellow student in the biology section of the library.

'I can't believe you are so narrow minded that you can't accept a possibility!'

'But it is fact!' She hit her palm on the desk in frustration

'Hi…can I interrupt?' Booth looked at her cautiously, waiting for her to explode at him as well

'Thank you!' the boy muttered and grabbed his text book, almost running from the fuming women before Booth.

'What?' she asked dropping back into her seat and closing her own text book

'Can…can I sit down?' he motioned to the now vacant chair

'I'm sure you can sit, unless your hips or knees are suffering from premature arthritis…' the look on Booths face made her continue 'but if you were meaning that in the socially accepted way to ask to join someone then I can accept that'

'Um, ok' Booth dropped into the seat, his bag crushing to the ground next to him

'What do you want?' Temperance asked in a bored tone

'Will you tutor me?' Booth asked, she blinked

'In what subject?'

'Most of them…' he muttered

'You're on a basketball scholarship, how can you not be good at your subjects'

'I just don't get time to study, I'm always practicing, so my grades started to slip…so I figure I'll get you to help me and I'll be fine'

'What makes you think you can achieve better grades with me as your tutor'

'Well I am getting mostly B pluses, a few A's so I can get there by myself, but…'

'Then you don't need me' She got up to leave

'Please Bones, I could really use your help'

'Don't call me Bones'

'Sorry, I won't if you help me' he grinned, she was silent for a minute then sighed

'Fine, I'll tutor you' she groaned. She estimated that the tutoring would only further her understanding of the mundane high school topics.

'Thanks Bon…sorry, Thanks' he grinned