Author's note: I am a disclamer, I don't own anything related to Criminal Minds or its characters other than my O.C. Lacey. I hope you guys like it, it'll get much better in the next chapters. Its rated T for language because I'm paranoid like that. ^_^
"I was in the library and Jenna Fitzgerald told me that Lauren Stewart wanted to meet me behind the school. Lauren was easily the prettiest girl in school." Reid explained to his co-worker after a bit of a blow up at the police department. They were working on a case where the serial killer was just an overly-bullied kid and Reid could relate.
"And was she?" Morgan asked.
"Yes… and so was the entire football team. They stripped me naked and tied me to a poll…"
~Flashback!~
Spencer was tied to that poll and it was dark, everybody had left. He was alone and his cloths were nowhere to be found. He had given up on yelling for help a long time ago. Then he heard a voice, "Are you okay?" A girl he'd only ever seen in the hallways stepped out from behind the building.
"No." He answered, "Have you come to laugh at me? Possibly throw cold water on me?"
"No." She came up and pulled out her pocket knife. He winced; waiting for the pain that he was sure would come. "I'm not going to hurt you…" She started sawing at the rope. "I would've come and helped you earlier but I was sick and I just heard about it."
"At twelve in the morning?" Spencer asked, jumping down from the poll as the mysterious girl threw the rope aside.
"Yeah, news tends to get to me slowly. Here, they're my brothers." She handed him a T-shit, boxers, and pants. "He won't notice they're gone."
After he changed he asked "What's your name?"
"It's not important; it's a name that will soon be forgotten anyway. Where do you live?" She got on her bike and the two started walking/riding.
"I'd still like to know what it is. And I live two miles from here."
"I'll walk with you there." She took a sideways look at him.
"Why?"
"Because I'm afraid that if I let you out alone you'll get your ass kicked again." He could see her resisting a smile.
"You really don't need to…" Once he saw that she wasn't going to leave him he started asking questions. "You said these were your brothers?" He tugged at the five sizes too big cloths.
"Yeah… I'm sorry for what they did to you. That's not right. What's that book about?"
"Oh, it's about psychology, it's the only thing they left. Right now I'm reading about what attracts people to each other. It's quite interesting actually. Did you know that people who like others with green eyes-"
"All I wanted to know was what it's about. Not what every word was." She interrupted him.
"Right. Sorry, I tend to do that."
"So you must be really smart?" The girl half asked.
"I suppose you could say so." Spencer held his head a little higher.
"And you have A's in like all your classes?"
"yes." He replied suspiciously.
"Do you think you could Tudor me in my psychology class?"
"I'll make you a deal; I'll Tudor you in psychology if you teach me how to fight." It was no secret that everybody had seen this particular girl get into more than just a couple fights. If he was correct she'd even hospitalized someone before. Just looking at her wouldn't have given it away though. She had straight, dark brown hair that went to her waist. She was skinny, tall, and tan with big brown eyes. Some would say she was attractive even, but she was definitely not his type… If he even had a type.
"It's a deal. We'll meet after school every day, if you can."
"yes. We're here." The two came upon his house, "You can come inside." He said when she stopped on the porch.
"No, I should go home." She started to leave when Spencer's mother came out. She was babbling about something and he had to take her back inside. "Is she okay?"
"Yeah, she's just-she's okay."
The girl gave him a suspicious look but didn't question him further. "Lacey."
"What?"
"My name is Lacey."
"…Spencer." The girl-Lacey- Rode off on her bike and pulled her hood over her head. "Tomorrow should be interesting." He muttered to himself before going back inside.
