Okayyyy this is an OC/Spenser Reid fic. It is when Spenser is in High School, I know he graduated at like age 12 or something, but in this fic he is a senior and he is 18. But he is still super smart. Ok Spencer might be a little OC as he is very different from any character I have ever written, but I will try to do my best to do his character justice. If you have any ideas for this fic please let me know. Spencer will pretty much dress the same from the show, and have his hair short and spiked up like in, I think it was season 6. My OC looks like a younger Avril lavigne. Oh and btw the first chapter is set the first day of senior year.
Chapter 1
Spencer POV
I was walking down the hall to my class Literary Analysis & Composition, while reading The Scarlet Letter, and thinking about it being the first day of school. I already read The Scarlet Letter twice, but it was a while ago and I want to refresh my memory of the book since were reading it in my English class.
(I'm going to call the Literary Analysis & Composition class English, because it is an English class, it's just an advanced one.)Because I wasn't paying attention, I wasn't surprised when I bumped into something or rather, someone. As I fell to the ground I heard a surprised yelp, and saw a bunch of papers fly everywhere. I grabbed my book, stood up, and looked down at the person I had bumped into.
It was a girl, I recognized her, as we've always had a few classes together since Freshman Year. Her name is Aria, she was like me and avoided people, and also got picked on. I got bullied because of my intelligence, and she because of her punk appearance. She is very pretty I noticed, with long blonde hair parted on the side with a red stripe on the side that made her pale skin look even paler but not sickly pale. She is short for someone of her age and quite skinny, but I think her best feature is her eyes. They change colors, it's quite interesting.
When I first met her 3 years ago (freshman year) I thought she wore contacts, but once when she was passing out test for our teacher I got a better look and noticed that she did not have any in. Her eye color is usually an icy blue with grey specks in them. Currently she is wearing a plain black t-shirt with a red vest, black jeans, red converses, fingerless gloves, and the dog tags she's worn every day since the first day I saw her. Most people would think I'm a stalker for noticing so many things about a person, but I'm not. I'm just very observant. Well most of the time that is. By the time I escaped my thoughts she was on her knees picking up her things.
I contemplated helping her up but I don't really like human touch too much. But since I was raised to be a gentleman once she was done gathering her things I offered her my hand to help her up. She stared at my hand for a second before ignoring it and getting up by herself and walking away without so much as a word or second glance back at me. I decided I did not like her and her rudeness. I started walking to class again and for the first time ever was I late to class.
The teacher looked at me disapprovingly, but as it was the first day of school, he let it go. He walked to the front of the room and spelled out his name, Mr. Mitch, on the chalkboard in big letters. He told us he would be putting the class in groups of two because we would be doing most of our work with partners. I listened intently as he called out groups. "Williams and Goode, Wright and Beck, Lopez and Sowell, Murray and Sawyer." Then he finally said me and my partner's name, "Reid and Davis." I looked around trying to figure out who my partner is then it finally hit me when I locked eyes with icy blue and grey ones. Davis- Aria Davis, I hadn't even noticed her in the class before just now. She is really good at being invisible. We stared at each other for what seemed like an hour but I'm sure was only half a minute.
I couldn't stand her piercing stare any longer so I finally looked away. When I looked back at her she smirked at me and this time she looked away. Mr. Mitch told the class to sit by our partners. (They have tables built for two people instead of just the single desks.) I grabbed my book and backpack and went to sit by Aria. Like me she was sitting alone at a table. Her black backpack was in the seat I was supposed to sit in.
I cleared my throat to get her attention. "Can I help you?" She asked in a snotty tone. I asked her if she could move her backpack, out of the seat. She complied but scoffed and mumbled a "whatever." The rest of the class was spent with the teacher talking about what we will be covering in his class this year, and apparently we have to do a project on the book we are reading The Scarlet Letter. We have to do something that connects us to one of the characters in the book. Like write a journal as one of the characters or perhaps turn the book into a play and act out one of the scenes.
At this time Aria is currently writing something in a notebook or journal of some sort. I asked her if we could meet some time after school to work on our project. Without looking at me she handed me a piece of paper with the time 3:30 on it, and the name of our local coffee shop, Starbucks on it. I assumed that was the time and place to meet. The bell rang and I leaned down to grab my backpack and when I got back up Aria was already gone. Whoa she was pretty quick.
I walked out of home room and went to my next class. It was Business & Consumer Math, yet another advanced class. In fact all of my classes are advanced except for my electives. We have seven classes a day. I have English, math, psychology, Latin 2, U.S. Government & politics, biology, and journalism, in that order. I only have English, and journalism with Aria. The rest of the day went by really fast, and before I knew it the bell rang letting us know it was 2:00 and school is out for the day.
I had an hour and thirty minutes before I needed to meet up with Aria, so I decided to do my homework. After I was done I still had thirty minutes, so I decided to do some light reading and started reading War and Peace. (He he I can see Reid calling War and Peace light reading) Soon enough I had ten minutes to get to Starbucks. I grabbed my backpack and headed out. When I got there Aria was sitting at a table outside of the shop. I walked up to her put my backpack in one of the extra seats and sat down.
She asked me what coffee I liked I told her I like it black. She smirked and got up and walked inside. What is with that smirk? I thought to myself. She came back with two coffees, hers was black too, and it was obvious because someone-probably the cashier had written black on it. There was also a phone number on it, but Aria didn't seem to pay any attention to it. She pulled out a flask and poured some of it into her coffee. Judging from the smell of it, and the fact that the flask said Jack Daniels on it I'm going to assume its whiskey.
She held the flask out to me as, as if offering me some. I shook my head and said no thank you. She shrugged nonchalantly and put the flask back into her bag. You know 72% of teenagers would have accepted that flask I told her. She raised her eyebrow at me. I see you're a woman of few words I said. "Maybe I just don't want to talk to you" she replied. "Can we just work on the project already, she asked. I agreed and for the next twenty minutes we spit balled ideas back and forth. Suddenly she looked up and said in an excited voice, "I got it!" I asked her what she had. She told me she had an idea for our project. I asked her what it was.
"I could wear a big red A on my clothes like Hester did in the books, and then I could keep a journal saying how it affects my life". I agreed it was a great idea, but asked what I could do. "You could keep a journal too, I guess, talking about how it also affects you as an outsider, that way we have two points of view of it. By the time we had finished talking about the project, I had bought each of us another cup of coffee, and we had already finished it also. I looked at my watch and saw it was 6:30; we had been there for 3 hours! I don't know where the time went; it felt like we were there for an hour and a half at most.
I told Aria we should probably go since we were done with the project and it was getting late. She just picked up her bag threw her coffee cups away and walked off. I watched her walk away for the second time that day without a word. But the difference this time is she did look back and gave me a genuine smile and a small wave. My only thought was her smile is so much more appealing than her usual smirk.
Okay I hope I'm not rushing their relationship, as at the beginning of the chapter they didn't like each other, and now they are semi nice to each other, hence the smile and the wave. Anyway like I said if you have any ideas, please let me know. And how do you like the whole reid/punk aria pairing? I know they seem way different but please give it a chance! Please don't forget to review! Reviews=love, even criticizing reviews. I love it when people criticize my stories, because it helps me improve my writing.