Author's Note: Welcome to the story! This is my first Criminal Minds story so please be gentle in your reviews. This will also be the first in a series of stories surrounding prom and my favorite character pairings from different mediums. I will do my very best to keep everyone in character and to keep as many established plot details from the show, but this is an AU story so I will change a few things. This is just a fluffy fun story. Enjoy!

Casu Consulto

By: Cardea Ceres

AU Spencer Reid doesn't see the point of prom until Penelope Garcia breaks in through his window to play matchmaker. Will Reid end up with his true love? And will Garcia end up being our favorite hunk's baby girl?

Pairings: Reid/A surprise!
Garcia/Morgan

Disclaimer: I don't own anything even remotely related to Criminal Minds. I wish though!

Spencer Reid was furiously typing away while making sure to pay close attention to what comments his editor had made. Not surprisingly enough his editor was complimentary on there being no grammatical errors or any flaws in his research, but the language was too high brow. This comment wasn't the first time he had heard it, but it was a difficult one to follow since he wasn't attempting to sound that way, his mind simply thought in those dictionary terms. Now his book needed to be more accessible to the everyday man his editor advised in order for it to be a best seller. Spencer sighed knowing he didn't really need the money only his editor did. Deciding to take a break for a minute he pulled out his planner. He scanned the homework and study items to make sure they were completed. Studying was an easy task because anything that his eyes read would become ingrained in his memory without much effort. While most people would spend a week fretting about a test Spencer only needed to go over the notes the day of the test and still receive the top grade. His homework had been completed during his study hall period so that left him with a free weekend which wasn't unusual at all. Most weekends he would fill in the free time with extra online college classes and writing up material for whatever publication that had contacted him for an opinion on a current topic.

The thought of college reminded him to check on his grades from his classes over at the community college the previous semester. They were all A pluses unsurprisingly and he printed out the results so he could add onto the credit transfer form he would need to send him during his freshman year of college. Despite his near genius IQ his father insisted that he have a normal high school experience with the full four years so that Spencer wasn't thrown too much at once. It became apparent that the high school would need to get creative with their scheduling if they were to keep the promise of a four year experience to Spencer's father.

Within his freshman year he had completed nearly all of his degree requirements between in classroom work and a private teacher after school who taught completely different classes from those he took at the high school. By the end of the summer before his sophomore year he could've graduated once he had completed his summer classes that he had elected to take on.

He had taken every AP course the high school offered and received credit for every one of them by his junior year. Then he moved onto the local community college while keeping special attention to which credits would easily transfer to whatever college he would get accepted to. His guidance counselor assured him that he would get into any place he applied no problem, and to take a lighter load, but Spencer enjoyed the heavy work load. So far if everything transferred as it should he would enter college as a second semester junior, but for the moment he was a high school junior.

Turning back to his laptop he finished up one last sentence and then hit the save button on his document. After backing it up he attached it in an email to his editor and with a click of a mouse sent it off into cyber space. He expected that he would get an email within the next few days and then he would send in the final draft for inspection. After the final draft of the book got approved things would slow down a touch. His calendar had to be clear to a certain extent as his publishing company expected him to tour up and down the coast with his book. It would be the first time any kind of "vacation" would happen on his schedule since he was a child. He didn't know how to feel about it. Free time made him feel antsy.

He was consumed with his thoughts so he didn't hear his window being propped open. The person hauled a large bag through the open window which was a bright tie dye of colors. Carefully they brought one foot and then another through the window and pulled themselves into Spencer's bedroom. Smoothing down her dress the person casually walked over to tap Spencer on the shoulder.

It was then that Spencer realized someone had broken into his room.

Startled he tried to grab a baseball bat until he caught sight of the intruder: blonde hair that was pulled into a huge bun and accessorized with huge red poppy flowers on each side and each poppy had a smiley face in the center of it.

"Garcia." He scolded, "What are you doing?"