Chapter 1 – What's Your Name?

Teenagers, or for a more appropriate term to describe their behaviour children, were all running around the school grounds, or talking to mates, or starting small fights with each other. All accept one girl who was sat on a bench by the school entrance. The girl had shoulder length, brownish hair, and deep, greyish-blue eyes. She was wearing a green t-shirt with a pair of faded jeans that had a tear at the knee area. A back-pack was lay next to her, as was a small journal book that she had recently wrote in.

She looked up at the entrance and saw a group of boys stood there, laughing, joking and pushing each other around. They looked around at the girl sat on the bench. They started to whisper comments then one of them had got pushed out of the group and towards the girl. The rest of the group were laughing, as if someone had just said a very funny joke or comment, and encouraging him over to the girl. After a few nudges he slowly moved toward the girl.

She looked up at him then realising who it was, she looked away again and started to pack her things away.

Not knowing what to do or say, the boy quickly said, "Hi, my name i…"

"I know who you are, Booth!" she gave him a superior look which had given Booth the impression she was not a girl to be taken likely. He tried to choose his next words carefully so as to get the answer that he wanted but just ended up blurting out his next words out of habit.

"So are you going to tell me you name?" he gave her a very displeased look, that made a look of disgust appear on her face. Realising this was a bad move he tried to change his tactics.

Maybe I should try smart words. "I mean…uuhh…please may I inquire as to what your name is?"

The look of disgust didn't fade and her eyes showed a lot of annoyance, so the added smile which ended up making matters worse.

"No you may not!" and with that she decided to get up and go. But before she could move far enough, Booth put his hand on her shoulders and pushed her gently back down. He realised that handling a girl like this was a big mistake as he received a stomp on the foot.

"OOWWWW." He started hopping on one foot, and then turned to his friends who were in fits of hysterics. Then he turned back to the girl. "What did you stomp on my foot for?"

"What did you push me for?" she had a smug look on her face as if she had won that battle. Then she went to get up again but Booth put a hand out to stop her, this time without touching her so she couldn't blame him for knocking her down again. All the same she still sat back down so as not to fall back down.

"Look, what do you want? I have somewhere to be right now so if you don't mind…" she tried to push her way past Booth but failed.

"I do mind, actually. I wanted to talk to you." Booth flashed her, his famous charm smile which made the girl roll her eyes.

"You're not here because you want to talk to me. You're stood here because those guy's," she nodded her head towards Booths friends, "dared you to come talk ask me out."

At the confused and dumbstruck look on Booths face, on how she knew this, she elaborated. "I have excellent hearing, and you all seem to shout everything, so it's really easy to hear everything that you say at a distance of only a few feet."

At this another girl came over to the pair. "Sweetie, is this guy bothering you?" Booth turned and saw Angela Montenegro standing there, with her dark brown hair, pink strappy t-shirt and navy blue jeans.

Booth gave her a smile, "Well, Angela Montenegro. Didn't think I would be seeing you again." He winked at her which made her smile involuntarily.

"Well, Seeley Booth, no thanks to you, I wasn't blamed so I get to return to school." A smug smile was apparent on her face that wiped Booths off of his.

Angela turned back to the other girl, "So, is he?"

The girl got up and walked around Booth to Angela. Booth followed her with his eyes. "No, it's O.K Ang. I think he's got the message." With a mischievous (almost seductive) tone and a smile on her face, her and Angela turned and walked away for Booth.

He watched them walk away and after they had got almost out of shouting distance he broke out of his daze and called out at them.

"WAIT." Booth screamed at the girls who both, immediately, whipped around to see him, "What's your name?" A question directed at the mystery girl.

The girl looked at Angela as if asking for permission and a nod confirmed she could tell him.

Seeing the nod he smiled and was thankful that Angela didn't completely hate him.

The girl yelled back, "Temperance."

"Temperance what?" curiosity had won him over and now he needed to know.

Temperance B…" she was cut off by the school bell, and Booth couldn't shout back for her to repeat it because, as the bell rang, a swarm of students came from nowhere blocking his view of the two girls.