A/N: Thanks so much for the favourites/follows and to Evie McFarland for my first review! Okay, now we are going two years into the past and we are going to see Spencer and Amelia's first meeting. Remember to favourite/follow/review my loyal readers!
June 2011- Virginia USA
AmeliaPOV
BEEP! BEEP! BEEP! My hand slammed down on the alarm clock with such force and malice that it was silenced. I groaned and opened my eyes to blearily look at the red digital numbers that were glaring at me on the small screen. 6 Am. I groaned, lying back on my pillows before willing myself out of my bed and into the small en-suite of my apartment.
I looked in the mirror and almost cringed at the sight, my ginger curls were wild, but natural, and I like them that way. My skin was pale and freckly, a trait I share with nearly all the ginger world population, and my tired blue eyes were staring back at me. I smiled, revealing my straight white teeth, which looked extra shiny due to the post-orthodontic retainer I had to wear every night. With one last look, I began my morning routine.
I removed my retainer and ran a comb through my unruly curls, deciding to leave it down. I applied my facial scrub to prevent the zit that I could feel beginning to form beneath my skin. I do NOT want that to make a guest appearance today, today was important. I applied light make-up, not wanting to give the first impression of being a clown.
I dressed professionally- a black pencil skirt and dark blue ruffled shirt with a black blazer, black tights and small black heels. After all, I had my first interview today after graduating from the FBI Academy. It was for the BAU, a very, very highly sought after job in one of the best teams in the world. But, not sounding cocky, I fancied my chances.
I guess you could say that I'm a genius. I graduated Secondary School at the age of 12 and went to Glasgow University. I managed to obtain several degrees including doctorates in: Anatomy, Criminal psychology and Medicine, and Masters in: English Literature, History and Politics. I am also working on a master's degree in Russian. I can speak 12 languages: English, Italian, French, German, Spanish, Portuguese, Flemish, Russian, Japanese, Mandarin, Cantonese and Arabic. I know, crazy, right? From all that you can tell that I kind of classed books as my friends. The other kids bullied me and the teachers ignored me, it gave me a thick skin and a strong desire to put the bastards away for a long time.
I checked the time, 7.30 Am. "Shit", I said to no one in particular as I grabbed my bag and keys before leaving my apartment. I shuffled down the stairs and into my 2008 cherry red mini cooper. I started the ignition and peeled effortlessly out of my space and into the morning traffic. My interview was at 8.15am and if I would make it if the car in front of me would get its arse in gear. Half an hour later I pulled up at Quantico, heading quickly into the lifts and up to the BAU offices. I sat with the other applicants in the last seat in a long row of chairs.
I now felt the nerves creeping in; all the other people applying were older, wiser, more experienced. What chance did I have? I was fresh out of the Academy with limited experience, although I was top of the class. Before the nerves could plague me further, an older blonde woman stepped outside, "Amelia Botecelli?" she called, looking down the row.I stood, and held my head high, walking towards the woman and into the room.
What I faced looked like a court jury; there were eight of them, including the woman that had ushered me in, sitting behind a table in a long row. There were 4 men and 4 women. I was introduced to them by one of the men. He wore a full suit and a tie right to his neck. "Hello Agent Botecelli, I'm SSA Aaron Hotchner, unit chief, this is SSA David Rossi," a tall Italian man with a goatee, "SSA Derek Morgan," a tall muscular man with an easy cheeky grin, "SSA Jennifer Jareau," a young slim blonde woman with a kind smile, "Penelope Garcia, our Technical analysis," a blonde woman with a very . . . unique style, "Agent Strauss, the head of the department," the woman who had called me in, "SSA Emily Prentiss," a woman with black hair and kind eyes, " and Dr Spencer Reid." Him I recognised, he was in the year above me at the Academy, people always used to say that I was the female version of him except for one major difference- I enjoyed and was very good at everything not 'book related' in the course. I smiled, reaching to shake his hand, but he quickly waved. He wasn't comfortable with people touching him, I concluded and waved back.
I took a seat across from the panel and took a breath to calm my nerves, they seemed to be nice people, and they wouldn't bite. "So Miss Botecelli," Agent Hotchner began,
"Amelia," I said quickly, my Scottish accent becoming more pronounced, "I'd prefer Amelia" I said quickly.
He looked up at her "Amelia then," he corrected, "Tell us a bit more about yourself."
I took a deep breath, an easy question. "Okay, well my name is Amelia Julietta Botecelli, I'm 21 years old as of March 21st. I was born here in America in Las Vegas. When I was 1, we moved to my father's home country of Italy and I lived in Verona until I was seven. Then we moved to my mother's home country of Scotland and I lived there until I was 18 when I moved here to start at the Academy. I have an IQ of 180 and left high school aged 12. I have three doctorates and three masters degrees. I can speak, read and write 12 languages fluently, including English. I enjoy reading, chocolate and going to the movies. I prefer to ride the train than drive as it gives me more opportunities to people watch. I don't really know what else to say really." I finished, with a nervous smile.
The team looked shocked to say the least, I gulped- was that a good sign, or a bad sign? Agent Morgan spoke next, "What made you want to join the FBI, and what made you choose the BAU?"
"I guess I decided to join the FBI as I have a desire to bring justice. I was bullied a lot when I was younger and I think that helped me to decide that I wanted to help people. As for the BAU, I already said that I like to read people. Criminals have such a unique train of thought and it fascinates me to see how everything clicks in their heads. I guess, like many, my past is a big contributor. I have things in my past that I feel guilty for. I want to repent." I said, looking to the floor as I thought of all the things that I wanted to repent for.
The questions continued in this fashion for another twenty minutes, I shook everyone's hand, except Dr Reid's who I waved at, before I left the room feeling good. It had gone quite well, now all I had to do, was wait.
A/N: Well? What did you think? You will see what the team thought of Amelia in the next chapter from Spencer's point of view. As for Amelia's guilt? You'll have to wait and see! Remember to review/follow/favourite/ tell your friends. See y'all soon!
