Hi everyone, so I'm attempting a new story. Please let me know what you think! Set in season 7.
Jamie slid the bar on her iPod open, effectively silencing her musical alarm. Falling back into bed dramatically, she rubbed her eyes and groaned. "Nine more days, you can do this."
Rolling out of bed, Jamie stumbled over to her calendar and crossed out another day in June. In just nine short days, she would be graduating high school and heading off to the University of North Carolina.
After forty minutes of beautification, Jamie rushed down the stairs and out the front door to her boyfriend's waiting piece-of-junk Mustang.
"Hey, babe," Riley greeted her with a sloppy kiss.
"Get off of me, it's eight in the morning," Jamie said, playfully shoving him off of her.
"But you know how much I love that perfume on you," Riley flashed her a smile.
"It's hand cream," Jamie frowned.
"Whatever," Riley said, apparently losing interest in the conversation. "Want to skip second period and go to the backlot?"
Jamie hesitated. The backlot was where all of the seniors went to smoke pot. "Look, Riley, you know I don't like the backlot."
"You know what, whatever. You never want to do anything but study anyways," Riley scoffed, focusing his eyes on the road in front of him.
"Can I make it up to you later?" Jamie asked, doing her best to be flirtatious.
Riley couldn't help but smile at the unspoken promise, "You know I can't stay mad at you."
The school made it's way into view, and Jamie grinned. "I know. But listen, I have to study for my Bio final so you're going to have to wait until later tonight. Ok?"
"Yeah, whatever. Meet me at my place at 7," Riley said, pulling into the school's parking lot.
"'Kay, love you," Jamie planted a kiss on Riley's lips. As she pulled away, he pulled her closer and they kissed again, tongues sliding past their lips as they romant -
A loud tapping thundered into the car's interior.
As the teenagers broke away, a teacher glared into the car disapprovingly. "First block starts in two minutes, get going."
Jamie turned to smile at Riley one last time before climbing out of the car. "See you later," she winked.
Riley revved the car's engine twice, before hurtling out of the parking lot.
Jamie shook her head as she smiled to herself. She entered the school's front doors and screamed as she came face-to-face with the barrel of a gun. A shot was fired, and everything went black.
Prentiss awoke with a start after a heavy pile of papers slammed onto her desk.
"Sleeping on the job again? Remember, last night, I asked you if you wanted a ride home and you said - and I quote - 'I just have a quick report to finish, and then I'm out of here'?" Morgan said disapprovingly.
"Whatever. Remember when I caught you talking in your sleep about that time you were fifteen and your mom told your little girlfriend about your - "
"What did you not understand about, 'never to be spoken of again'?" Morgan interrupted.
"I'm sorry. Well, not really." Prentiss laughed as Morgan swatted her with a file he held in his hand.
"Oh my goodness, I have news," Garcia rushed into the bullpen; high-heels clacking on the linoleum floor.
"What is it?" Prentiss asked.
"There is going to be an FBI talent show at the end of the month," Garcia started.
"Oh no," Morgan closed his eyes and shook his head, a grin plastered on his face.
"Oh, yes, sweetness," Garcia smirked. "I was thinking, Emily you could like, impress everyone with that wonderful linguistic thing you do? You know the, 'I can say hello in a hundred different languages thing'?
"Garcia, I don't think that's a talent," Prentiss protested.
"Yes, my dear. It is. And Derek, I was thinking that you could demonstrate your wonderful tackling skills. Or, if you're not up for that, you could always just stand there and look pretty while I talk about your stunning good looks."
"Woah, woah, slow down, baby girl," Derek laughed.
Garcia whipped her head around towards the doors to the BAU, where Reid was entering. "Reid! Do you still do magic? Because I was thinking..." Penelope's voice faded.
"That girl has gone completely insane," Morgan remarked as he watched Garcia chattering away to the unsuspecting Doctor Reid.
"Can everyone meet in the conference room please?" Hotch announced. "We have a case."
Ok, ok, a talent show might be cheesy but I like a little fun in my stories. Who knows, you might just appreciate the lightheartedness here, as there's a whole lot of darkness to come. So that was just a little taste of things to come. I hope you liked it, and I'd love to hear what you thought. Thanks guys!