Author's Note:
RachelNicole523
A FNNer's story on bullying:
My story isn't really different than others, but from a young age I was bullied by a boy a few years older than me and his cousin that was younger than me. They used to call me Rachel Pees and Poops her pants. Well one Christmas when I was 7 or 8, my sister got me this plastic heart necklace that had glitter and sequins in it with Jasmine on the front, I knew she had gotten it from the Disney store. I was so excited to wear it to school. I wore it to school on the first day back, and when I looked down it wasn't there, so I knew it must have fell off. I was so upset. The next day I found out that the boy had found it at the bus stop (the bus stop was at his house) he smashed it right in front of me. I went to school and told them what happened and all they made him do was apologize and buy me a new necklace. And the one he bought was cheap. And he didn't even stop the bullying.
JJ and Morgan walked into Potomac High, shortly after getting a call from Rossi that Strauss had cleared them to open an investigation.
Luckily, just as they walked in, they met the principal.
"What can I do for you, folks," Stewart asked, not knowing who they were. "Would you like to enroll your teenager here at Potomac High."
JJ and Morgan showed him their badges.
"We'd like to speak to some of your students, actually," Morgan stated.
"Can I ask why," Stewart asked.
"We're investigating a student who was assaulted here yesterday, and were talking to any one else who has been hurt by our Unsub," JJ explained.
"Are you two talking about Allison Reid," Stewart asked.
"Yes," JJ replied. "What can you tell us about her."
"She's a clutz. I'd see here in these halls carrying so many books. I just knew it was a matter of time before she fell down some stairs," Stewart stated.
"You think that's what happened," Morgan asked.
"Absolutely I do," Stewart replied.
"You don't that someone pushed her down the stairs," JJ asked.
"They'd have to be pretty dumb then, since her father is an FBI agent," Stewart explained.
"Apparently Lavarious Jones is that dumb," Morgan stated. "Now I'm going to give you a list of sixteen names and you are going to pull them from class so we can talk to them."
"You have a warrant," Stewart asked.
"No, but we can get one in about thirty minutes, and if we get that warrant your life would be ruined," JJ stated.
"Give me the list of names," Stewart said.
For the next two hours, JJ and Morgan talked to the sixteen students. All of them sharing similar stories about how Lavarious would push them around, shoved them into tight spaces, and make them feel unwanted.
When they had heard about Allison, they asked the two profilers if they knew where she lived, so they could go by after school and see how she was doing.
Allison laid down on her bed reading Percy Jackson and The Mark of Athena, a book Garcia had bought her a few days before the incident, when her father came in.
"Someone's here to see you," Reid said.
"Who," Allison asked.
"Well technically it's someones," Reid corrected.
Allison rolled her eyes and asked "Okay, who are they?"
"Some friends from school," Reid replied.
Allison nodded, sitting up saying, "I'll be right there."
She stood and walked over to her father already feeling tired.
"You okay," Reid asked concerned.
"Yeah," Allison said.
Not believing his daughter he said, "I'll just send them in here. Go back your bed and stay there."
Allison didn't even bother to argue.
A few minutes later about five teenagers walked in.
"Hey," one of them said. "We heard what Lavarious did."
"How," Allison asked.
"A couple of FBI agents came and talked to us about it," another replied.
"Isn't your dad like an FBI agent or something," a third asked.
"Yeah he is, Nate," Allison answered. "But that's not something he likes advertised though."
"When are you coming back to school," a fourth asked.
"When I don't have a concussion anymore, Abby," Allison explained.
The six friends talked for awhile, or at least until Reid made them leave, when he noticed Nate being a little more than just friendly.
Around six o'clock, Allison came out of her room only to find her dad watching Dr. Who.
"Dr. Reid watching Dr. Who," Allison stated.
Reid turned his head around and looked at Allison then said, "I thought you were taking a nap."
"I'm fifteen not five," Allison pointed as she sat down next to her dad.
"Age goes out the window when you have a concussion," Reid stated.
"Not like this my first concussion," Allison said.
"You've had a concussion before," Reid asked.
"One time Mom got mad at me and threw me into the tub. My head hit the tiled wall around the tub. I woke up the next day in the hospital with a major concussion, and Grandma sleeping a chair next to me," Allison explained.
"She was abusive toward you," Reid asked.
"With all the vodka, heroin, oxy, and crack in her system she was. One day a year when she was clean. That day was my birthday. Even then she was hurting me or out on the streets with who ever she could get her hands on," Allison said.
"I'm sorry. If I had known what I know now, I would have done something," Reid stated.
"Don't even go there, Dad," Allison said. "The past is the past. The future is the future. And the present is now. The only thing we change is the future. It's impossible to change the past. Believe me, we've all tried."
The next morning, Reid woke up to a knock on his door.
He looked through the peephole, and opened the door up right away when he saw Blake.
"What's going on," Reid asked.
"Can I come in," Blake asked in return.
Reid opened the door wider and said, "Sure."
Blake walked in then turned and looked at Reid asking, "Did you see the news last night."
"Yeah I did," Reid replied. "Do they know why he did it?"
"No they don't," Blake answered. "Did you tell her yet?"
"Not yet. With the concussion, she might not be able to fully grasp what he did," Reid stated. "I'm waiting for it subside some before I tell her."
"Smart move," Blake agreed.
"Why would Lavarious shot himself though? We weren't even close enough to arrest him yet. All that happened yesterday was JJ and Morgan talking to some of the kids he bullied," Reid explained.
"Maybe he saw or overheard them talking and panic. I mean no kid wants to go to jail, with a bunch of hardcore criminals," Blake stated.
At that moment, Allison walked into the living room and said, "Hey, Dad."
"Hey Allie, sleep well," Reid asked.
"I guess so," Allison replied, unfazed that he had just called her 'Allie'.
"Why don't you into the kitchen and I'll be in there in a minute to make you breakfast," Reid suggested.
Allison nodded and walked into the kitchen.
"I'll come by the office later," Reid said to Blake once Allison was out of earshot.
"Okay, I'll let the team know," Blake replied heading to the front door.
Author's Note: RachelNicole523, she has also offered that if you of you would like to talk to here about what you've been through, that she is willing to help.
Remember you don't have to speak to use your voice. You can do it by your actions. If everyone around you makes you feel like you don't know anything. Prove that you are smart by working hard and getting straight A's. If people make you feel self-conscious. Get out in front of everybody, sing, dance, speak, do your own thing in front of them.
