I wrote this after reading a Robert Frost Poem. Hopefully, you understand where I'm going with this story.
" Knock, knock, knockā€¦."

" Come in."

Booth slowly opened the Director door, " Yes, sir. You wanted to see me."

" Yes, come in." The Director said without looking up from the file he was reading.

Booth enters the room and stood just behind the chair. " Um, this there something important you wanted to see me about?"

The Director puts down the file he was reading. " Actually there is Agent Booth. Please take a seat." Booth obeys, sitting down in the chair. The Director picks up the file he was just reading and then reaches into his desk and pulls out another file. " Agent Booth, I have two assignments here, and since you the other Agent is running late you get to pick the assignment you want."

" What are the assignments, sir?" Booth asked.

The Director handed Booth the first file, he was surprise when he read the words " Top Prioritized." " This is a short-term project for the white house, there be some guard work, that all I can unless you want the assignment."

Booth looked down at the file, ' Agent Booth, secret service.' He mentally laughed at his own joke.

" What's the other assignment, sir?"

" I know think you're going to like the other assignment Agent Booth." Director handed him the next file. " You'll be working with the squints solving murders."

"Squints." Booth had worked with squints before and let's just say neither side like it very much. ' But they solving murder and that's the reason's I went to the FBI in the first place.' He thought. ' But working with squints no one wants to do that.'

After a few minutes Booth had made up his mind. " I'll take the squints case, sir."

" Seriously, Ha, I was sure you were going to take the white house case." The Director said, handing him the file. " Alright Booth, you need to go to the Jeffersonian Institute and talk to a Dr. Temperance Brennan."

" Thank you, sir." Booth stood up, shook the Director hand, and then left the room.

Just as soon as Booth he runs into another person. " Hey, Booth, Sorry I can't talk but I'm late for a meeting with the Director."

"Talk to you later Sully." Booth said, walking away.

Two roads diverged in a wood
And I took the one less traveled by
And that has made all the difference.

The end!


Tell me what you think. If you thinks it's confuseing, tell you your confused, but plz no bad word. Let's be adults.