CHAPTER THREE
SOOO sorry took so long, my birthday is tomorrow and I was planning everything for my party which was pretty fun (: But FINALLY got it back up and to it. Hope you enjoy this chapter :D Let me know what you think c: I own nothing.
Penelope closed her notebook and put her pen in her book bag that was lying at her feet as soon as Professor Hotchner dismissed class. Emily next to her packed up her own stuff and stuffed it in her bag.
"I'm excited about our dinner date," Emily said with a smile.
"I know me too," Penelope smiled back.
"Still on at 7?"
"Yes, ma'am. Do you still need a ride?" Penelope pushed her book bag up and over her shoulder.
"Yes please, carpool would be lovely."
"Penelope," a manly voice said.
Penelope looked down at where the voice came from and found Hotchner waving her down to the front.
"Oh no, Pen the professor wants to see you," Emily joked. "Extra credit time." She winked at Penelope then laughed making a sexual joke. "I'll meet you at my car." Emily skipped down the steps as Penelope gave her a dirty look.
Penelope tucked a piece of her hair behind her ear then began to walk down the steps to the front of the classroom. There were only a few students left in their seat, chatting with others. Her feet stopped at the table next to the podium in the front.
"Miss Garcia, I need to ask you a favor," Professor Hotchner said as he put some papers in his briefcase. "You have the highest grade in the class."
"Oh wow, wasn't expecting that," Penelope looked at him shocked.
"Well you are very bright Miss Garcia," he stuffed the last of his papers in his case.
"What does that have to do with our conversation though Prof?"
Hotchner closed his briefcase and looked up at Penelope. "I would like for you to tutor one of my students."
"Sure, would be an interesting experience," she smiled.
"Thanks Miss Garcia, I will let Mr. Morgan know," Hotchner looked down at his watch. "I hope this works out. Let me know if there is any problem. I need to go now Jack has an appointment." Professor Hotchner grabbed his briefcase and walked towards the door.
"Mr. Morgan," Penelope's eyes went wide.
Morgan? As in Derek? Turning to her right she headed out the door towards the parking lot in a bit of a shock.
"Pen, over here," Emily yelled and waved her arm over her head.
Penelope walked towards her, as Emily stood leaning against her car. "So what did he want?"
"He wants me to tutor."
"Who?"
"Derek Morgan."
"Derek Morgan?!" Emily yelled making people look over at them.
"Shhh, shut up Emily," Penelope hushed her as she covered her mouth.
"Sorry," she whispered through her fingers. Pulling her hand down, she leaned in towards Penelope. "What are you going to do?"
"I have no idea," Penelope said leaning against Emily's car too.
"Are you gonna go through with it?" Emily
"Can I just cancel now?" Penelope gave her best friend a smile.
Emily giggled. "Nope, not gonna happen. You are gonna go through with this even if I have to tie you down. It's the perfect set up, tutor and the student. You will be with him before you know it."
Penelope started laughing hysterically. "You have to be kidding me. There is no way that he will ever want me."
"You never know Pen," Emily winked at her.
"Either way, I have to get going. I need to finish up homework." Penelope stood up straight and smiled. "I love you, you jerk."
"I love you too you bitch," Emily smiled.
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Penelope walked into the administrative office and went up to the second floor, pulling open a door to go into the office. She had been here quite a few times for her meetings. She went up to the desk to find a lady she has never seen before working behind it. Penelope stood there for a moment wondering if the woman would ever look up. Finally after a minute Penelope cleared her throat. The petite woman looked up at her with an odd expression on her face.
"Sorry, what can I do for you?" the woman asked looking up at Penelope's big pink bow in her hair.
"Morning, I'm here to see Doctor Reed. I have a six-thirty appointment," Penelope smiled down at her.
"Sure, let me look. Last name please." The woman removed her eyes from Penelope and looked down at the schedule book in front of her.
"Garcia."
She looked for the date, using her finger to run across the page. "Miss Garcia, we do have an appointment with you. Let me notify Doctor Reed that you are here." The woman picks up the phone and hit a button and began to speak. "Hello Doctor Reed, there is a Miss Garcia here to see you. Okay sir. You're welcome." She placed the phone back down, hanging up. "Doctor Reed can see you now," she looked up at Penelope and gestured to her right. "Through that door."
"Thanks," Penelope said, knowing exactly where to go.
Penelope walked through the door and into Doctor Reed's office. "Good morning Miss Garcia," the doctor said as she shut the door.
"Good morning Doctor." Penelope walked further into the room.
"Have a seat," Dr. Reed motioned for her to sit on the black couch that was to the left of her against the wall.
"Thank you," she went and sat down slowly on the middle cushion of the couch.
"A bit early today," Doctor Reed smiled as he looked at his watch. "It's only six-fifteen."
"Yeah I know," Penelope crossed her ankles. "Thought it would be okay today."
"You know I don't mind your company Miss Garcia. You are more of a friend than a client," Dr. Reed set down in the black chair across from the couch.
"I would have to agree with that," Penelope chuckled. "We have seen each other out of the office than in."
"That's because of your uncle. He is a great guy," Dr. Reed smiled and grabbed a folder off of the small end table.
"What can I say; my uncle and I have a great relationship. Then with the whole me being able to see deaths, kidnappings and other crimes in action makes me an asset."
"You are a great asset even if you didn't have that ability," Dr Reed placed his left foot on his right knee. "But for right now what would you like to talk about Miss Garcia?" He gave her a smile.
"Well I have been having the visions or dreams, not sure what to call them but I'm getting them more often," Penelope stated.
"I would call them visions more than dreams," Dr. Reed wrote down what she said, listening to her.
"Well the visions are taking more of a toll on me, they are starting to make me weak and I can't control myself in them sometimes."
"What do you mean control yourself?" Dr. Reed wrote something else down.
"Control me, control my actions and what I say sometimes. It just spits out of my mouth," Penelope moved her bag from around her and sat it next to her on the couch.
"Have you tried to take control?"
"Yes, I have but it doesn't work that well sometimes, it drains my body."
"Well seems like we have a bit to work with today," Dr. Reed looked up from his pad of paper and smiled. "Very interesting I must say."
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"Thanks Doctor Reed," Penelope said as she stood in the doorway. "I'll see you next month?"
"Of course Miss Garcia and you know if you need an earlier appointment just call my office," Dr. Reed smiled and sat down at his desk. "Have a great rest of your day Penelope."
"And same to you, Doctor Reed." Penelope smiled as she walked out the door closing it behind her.
Penelope walked down the stairs and hall and out the door. Her footsteps softly hit the concrete as she headed towards Mrs. Jareau's class. She kept her head down trying to get through the crowd, feeling her shoulders hit a person after a person.
She reached her classroom; she silently walked in and to her seat. This is the only class she didn't know anyone in but Mrs. Jareau did let her do what she wanted most the time. You know being the one with the highest grade helps too.
"Good Morning class," Professor Jareau said with a smile.
Mornings and groans came from around the classroom. Penelope pulled out her notebook and her flower pen, and wrote down the date on her paper.
"Today we will begin with what is the top songs Billboard dot com. We will discuss why they are and what your opinions are on these songs. So I will need participation," Professor Jareau said as she lowered the projector screen. "So please take notes, this is for your benefit and not mine."
She turned the projector on and plugged her computer up to it that was on the podium.
"Okay so as you can tell, I am on Billboard dot com," Professor Jareau said as she clicked on hot one hundred. "So as you can see the third top song right now is All of Me by John Legend. We are going to watch the video for it and I will ask you questions after the video is over so be prepared. There will be a two page paper due Wednesday." Jareau clicked the watch button making it pull up and begin to buffer.
The students watched the video and some scribbled down notes.
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Penelope was supposed to meet Professor Hotchner in his classroom before class. So she walked in and sat in the first row waiting for him. Penelope was doodling on her notebook when she heard the sound of the door open.
"Hello Miss Garcia," the voice said. She lifted her head to see Hotchner and Derek Morgan behind him. Penelope dropped her pen and notebook.
"Sorry sir." She bent down and picked them up.
"Sorry to startle you," Hotchner said as Penelope stood up, notebook and pen in hand.
"No worries sir."
"Okay then, we shall get to business. Miss Garcia this is Mr. Morgan," Hotchner said as he motioned to each one with saying their names.
Penelope held her hand out nervously. "Penelope, Penelope Garcia."
Derek grabbed her hand and shook it. "Derek Morgan."
"Derek this will be your tutor until you get your grade up enough in my class to keep playing football," Hotchner butted in.
"Nice to meet you," Penelope said as she brought her hand back to her side.
"Same goes to you," Derek smiled.
"Now, you two figure out a time that you can meet before class ends." Hotch looks at his wrist, where his watch hung a bit too big. "You have five minutes before class starts. I need to get a few things down before that so you two talk." Hotchner walked away to his podium.
"Okay, so how is this going to go down chicka?" Derek asked.
"Chicka?" Penelope asked confused.
"Yeah, chicka. You know like chick, lady, woman," she shifted his weight to the other foot.
"It's Penelope or Garcia and sometimes it's both. It's not 'chicka'."
"My bad Penelope but back to the question. How is this going to go down? When do you wanna meet? Where?" Derek asked.
"Well how about we meet after classes today in the library and talk more about it then? I have a few things that get me from having a normal life," Penelope said tucking a piece of her blond curls behind her ear.
"That sounds good to me. Meet you on the second floor back right corner?" Derek asked.
"Yeah, that sounds good to me," Penelope smiled as a few students walked in the door behind them. "I'll see you at the library then?"
"Yes chicka," Derek turned one-eighty with a smile on his face and walked towards his friends coming into the classroom.
"Name is not chicka."