Sorry about the long wait, I was actually at my Dad's house for the past week and forgot to bring my laptop with me.
Being Australian sometimes really does suck; especially when almost every other country in the world gets to see the Season 6 premiere, but not here.
Anyway, I hope you enjoy!
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"Hey, Ange," Jack Hodgins asked quietly across the science lab. Angela raised her head slightly, glancing over at him, trying not to attract Mr Blair's attention; he'd already told her off four times and been given one detention in the past three days for 'interrupting his lesson'. "Do you know what's up with Tempe?"
She took a look at her friend who appeared to just be paying attention to what the teacher was saying.
"What do you mean?" Angela asked, confused at what Jack was saying.
"She just seems out of it. I'm talking to her and she's acting distant. She didn't even tell me off when I started to burn the end of my ballpoint in the Bunsen burner flame," Jack explained, making good use of the chance at having a conversation with her, putting on his nicest smile.
"I honestly have no idea, Jack. Sorry," she shrugged.
Thinking of everything but 10th Grade science, Tempe gazed at the whiteboard as though in a trance. A trance that was broken when an annoyingly consistent nudge in her side began to hurt.
"What?" she asked frustrated, looking at her lab partner's shocked expression.
Pushing back in his chair, Jack stood and said quite audibly, "oh, praise the Lord!"
The class erupted with laughter at quirky Jack's odd outburst, but were silenced by Mr Blair saying, "Jack Hodgins, you can either sit down and stop talking or get out of my class."
Jack sat down sheepishly, slipping in a quick smile at Angela and remained silent.
Looking across at him, Tempe muttered, "You're weird."
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"Fancy meeting you here," a familiar voice behind her exclaimed.
Tempe turned around to find one, Seeley Booth, standing mere metres from her. His creased jeans and crinkled shirt indicated his inability with the use of an iron, and his uneven hiar suggested the same about a hairbrush.
"I could say the same about you, though it shouldn't be that much of a shock to find me here, considering this is my school," she said, a smile toying at her lips. "How'd you find me?"
"Like you said, this is your school. Which I gathered form the fact that the next closest school is on the other side of town, making this one the closest to your place," he explained, obviously proud of his discovery. "How are you, Temperance?"
"I'm quite well, and yourself?" she asked politely.
"Yeah, I'm good thanks," he replied, a little distracted by something behind her. "Why is that girl looking at me weirdly?"
Turning to follow his line of sight, Tempe spotted Angela, rooted to the spot about ten metres away. Books bundled in her arms; she gazed at them, fascinated yet subtle; or as subtle as Ange could be.
"Oh, that's my friend, Angela. She can be a little over the top sometimes. And she has a very high interest in boys," Tempe said, catching Ange's eye by waving; Angela quickly gathered her thoughts and kept moving.
"Well, I don't know about her, but that curly-headed guy over there, sure as hell is interested in her."
Looking around, she spotted who he was referring to. "Jack? No way."
"Uh, yes way!" Booth replied. "Let me walk you home."
Hitching her bag onto her shoulder, Tempe began to walk next to him. Once they were off the main road and dawdling along a side street, he began to ask her about her day. In amongst small conversation, unconsciously their hands had gone from gently brushing against each other as their arms swung, to being laced together between them. It wasn't until he squeezed her hand that she'd realised. And she didn't care; it felt so natural and so….nice.
"How's Murray going?" Booth asked.
"Oh, he is actually Angela's dog. I was only taking care of him while she was away with her parents. Seeing as she is back now, I am no longer taking care of him," Tempe explained.
"Okay. Well, you know, without Murray here to get in the way we could….if you wanted to, that it….finish what we never really started," he suggested, smiling charmingly at her as he released his hold on her hand and stood to face her.
"What do you -" her voice caught in her throat as he backed her up against a large tree beside the footpath, one hand placed beside her head and the other gently brushing across her slightly flushed cheek.
He was so close to her she could now feel his hot breath on her cheeks. Her jagged breathing made her chest rise and fall much faster. She couldn't help but stand there frozen as his head lowered to hers, and both their eyes fluttered closed in unison. It was as though she was holding her breath, in that moment, waiting for the feel of his lips on hers. The everyday noises around her were blocked out. The chirping birds in the tree she stood against; the sound of cars going up and down the main road adjacent to this one; Mr Morrison mowing his front lawn a few doors down; the white Maltese across the road barking at the neighbour's tabby cat. She could only hear her own breathing, until his lips brushed against hers.
The touch was feather light though it felt so much more than that. She breathed in his scent as his lips pressed into hers and then before she could register it happening, he had pulled away and took her hand in his.
It took Tempe a moment to come back to reality and she then said, "Booth, that is so not fair. You're a tease."
He shrugged slightly, flashing her a smiling, "oh well. Maybe one day, if you're lucky, I may not tease you so much."
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There's the end of this chapter. I'll try to update sooner, and being on holidays, I will have extra time to do so. Please review and let me know what you thought.
Em xXxXxxx