Emily found herself tossing and turning in her bed, as images of a certain blonde FBI agent floated through her mind, and she couldn't for the life of her figure out why. She didn't know why whenever she saw her face light up with happiness, she felt a pang of jealously hit her body, like she had just got hit by a train, when the source of happiness she saw expressed in her friends' eyes - weren't because of her. But the cause of the stupid southerner, William La Montagne. Emily took a deep breath as she turned her head to her night table to glance over at the clock. 5:00 AM. She had to be at the office at nine. It was too early for her to get ready, but Emily couldn't get to sleep so she decided to take a shower.
As the hot water hit her body, Emily closed her eyes, and images of her kissing one Jennifer Jareau popped in her head. Frustrated, Emily's eyes snapped open at pure shock at the utter stupidness of her brain. What the fuck was that?! I don't like JJ like that! I'm NOT gay! This is so stupid. She's my fucking friend! …MY FRIEND. Not that I'd fuck her..I'd… Okay. Emily. Shut up now. Emily suddenly found herself laughing at herself, and shook it off as she finished the rest of her shower. By the time she came out of her bathroom and she was currently in her closet trying to figure out what to wear, she couldn't help but wonder what Jennifer wanted to see her in.
Emily Prentis had never felt so goddamn nervous in her entire life. She kept looking through the glass doors from her desk, waiting for her friend to walk in. But she doesn't realize that Spencer and Derek notice. They walk up from behind her, each on either side of her.
"Who're we waiting for, Emily?" Derek asks, smirking his 'I'm onto you' smirk. She freezes, as she attempts to come up with some kind of answer - without automatically saying, JJ. Her thoughts are interrupted by Spencer saying, "JJ"
"What ? No?! Why would I be thinking about --" Emily panicked, as Spencer and Derek give her a suspicious look, as Jennifer passes by catching the boys staring at Emily, like she was crazy.
"Good morning?" JJ greeted questioningly. Emily's head snapped toward Jennifer's direction,
"Hey Jenn -- JJ." she greeted nervously, her voice a little higher than usual, and attempts to bring it back to it's normal tone as she takes a deep breath.
"'Sup?" she asked awkwardly, wondering why she just said what she said, like that. Like a teenager. 'Fuck' she swore to herself, as she rubbed the back of her neck.
"Are you high, Emily?" Derek asked, clearly amused. Emily rolled her eyes, feeling all three pairs of eyes staring at her intently.
"Hell no. Just…kinda losing my head. Kinda." Emily answered, with a smile.
"Maybe just a little?" Jennifer replies, giving Emily a wink. Emily's breath hitched.
"You know it's fairly common in 95% in the whole human race that girls tend to get flustered much easier, when they have a crush on somebody. Especially another girl." Spencer stated, in a know-it-all fashion, as JJ looked at him and raised an eyebrow - NOT noticing that the woman in front of her was obviously quite flustered.
"Good to know, Spencer." Emily stated, not realizing that she was thinking out loud, as her mind drifted off to another dirty minded world. She needed a way to mess with Jennifer's head, without getting caught. Before she drove herself insane.