A Bones 'high school' fan fiction.
"Hey Angela, can you come and pick me up?"
"Sure sweetie. Do you want to meet me on the corner again?"
"That would be great, thanks Ang."
"I'll be there in a couple minutes."
Sixteen year old Angela Montenegro sighed and grabbed her car keys and put on her jacket. She once again had to pick up her best friend Temperance Brennan from her abusive Foster Family.
It only took Angela five minutes to make it from her house to the street corner by Brennan's 'home'.
Brennan got in quickly, "thanks for coming to get me." She said, zipping up her black hoodie.
"No problem sweetie." Angela said, doing a once over of her friend to make sure she wasn't hurt physically, "what do you want to do?"
"Umm, there's a new exhibit at the Jeffersonian today." Brennan stated.
"A bone thing?" Angela asked, "I was hoping you'd say the mall or something."
"It's an anthropology thing Ang." Brennan corrected. "And weren't you just saying that you think you're going through a nerd-boy phase? You're going to find those nerds at the museum you know?"
"I wish you and your big brain would stop remembering everything I say."
"We can go to the mall after the Jeffersonian ok?"
"You mean, you won't take all day like you did with those Egyptian things?"
"Yeah, yeah." Brennan laughed.
"Ok; fine. But I better get some nerd-boy dates when we leave."
"I'm sure you'll have nothing to worry about Ang."
Angela looked down at herself. Cute top, short shirt, high boots, "yeah, your right. Nothing to worry about." They both laughed.
After driving for a while, Angela asked Brennan what had been on her mind since she got in the car. "So, what made you call me this time?"
"Nothing really. He just came home with a bottle of Tequila so I just wanted to get out."
Angela put her arm around her friends shoulder, "I'm sorry sweetie."
"It's fine. Two more years' right?"
"Hell yes. Two more years and we are out of here. Me at art school, you at Med School. Sharing an apartment. It's going to be great."
"It's going to be great. I can't wait to get out of here."
"Ok, well; let's get this bone thing over with."
Angela and Temperance walked into the Jeffersonian. "Hey look, there's Hodgins." Temperance noted as they lined up to get in.
"Well, let's line up by him; maybe he'll get us in free again." Angela said.
"I have a pass, but I'm sure he'll get you in. He likes you."
"Yeah, yeah." They reached the front of the line. "Hey Hodgy." Angela greeted, grabbing a guest pass from behind the counter for herself. She held it out for him to sign.
"Uhh, hey Angela." Jack Hodgins stammered. 'God she was beautiful'. "What are you doing here?"
"Brennan dragged me here."
"Hey. Did not." Brennan said, swiping her pass. "Let's go Ang. We'll see you at school tomorrow Hodgins."
"Bye." Hodgins said, watching Angela walk away.
Halfway through the exhibit, Angela had found herself some boys to talk to, so Temperance had a chance to take her time.
She approached what was assumed to be the skeletal remains of an ancient Chinese Emperor. She examined the remains closely. She reached out to touch the left femur when a hand reached out to stop her.
"Can't you read the sign?"
Temperance turned to the security guard who had stopped her. She read his name tag. "Booth? Are you new here?" She asked him.
"You come here often?" He asked, smiling at her.
"Almost every week. Security knows me and they know I would never disturb the integrity of the remains."
"They let you touch the bones?" He asked.
"I'm very careful, plus; what they have written here about how this guy died is inaccurate."
"What are you a detective or something?"
"No. A high school student."
"Ok, Bones. Tell me how this guy died."
"Bones?" She asked him confused.
"Well, you haven't told me your name yet." He flirted.
Temperance was unaware of the flirtation and spoke. "It says here that this man died from a fall. Although it is consistent with the markings on the skull, he wasn't killed by it. See the markings on the ribs? This man was stabbed several times in the chest before falling."
"Maybe Bones wasn't such a bad nickname after all." Seeley laughed.
Brenna looked at him. He was cute. Young to be working security at a museum. She smiled at him. "What are you doing working in a place like this?"
"Paying for the police academy. The hours are pretty flexible."
"Are you almost finished?"
"Couple years. I just graduated from High School last year."
"Bren, can we go now?" Temperance looked over at Angela.
"Yeah, yeah. We can go now." She looked to Booth. "Got to go. It was nice meeting you Booth."
"You too Bones."
She smiled at hearing her new nickname. She walked over to Angela.
"Mmm, who's the hottie security guard?" Angela asked.
"He's new. He wouldn't let me touch the remains."
"I would tough those gross remains just so he could tackle me to the ground."
Temperance shook her head. "Come on, let's go."
"Yeah, you're right. I need to buy a new outfit for my date later."
"That didn't take long."
"Hey Pete, do you know anything about the girl we let touch the remains?" Seeley asked another security guard.
"Oh, you mean Temperance?"
"Temperance?" Booth asked, testing the name against his tongue.
"Yeah, Temperance Brennan. She comes in here all the time. I think she goes to school with Jack Hodgins."
Booth smiled to himself. Pleased that he would most likely be seeing Temperance Brennan again.