"Gross." Emily whispered as she, Hotch, and JJ passed a teenage couple making out in the halls on their way to meet with JJ's counselor.
"Oh, come on Em." JJ teased, "We all know that you've gone a lot further in public, like with that Lance in Austria."
"Hey! I told you that in confidence!" Emily said dismayed, uncomfortable at this revelation in front of her boss.
"All's fair in love and war." JJ said sweetly.
"Yeah, well they are like 16. It's just gross." Emily couldn't help but stare at the teen's embrace.
"Welcome to my life."
Hotch cleared his throat, reminding the women of his presence, who quickly stopped their conversation.
"Mr. Blakely, it's a pleasure to meet you. We didn't get a chance last time." Hotch said authoritatively as they sat in the counseling office. JJ for her part attempted to ignore the entire conversation.
"Mr. Hotchner, I'm sorry it has to be under these circumstances." The guidance counselor glared at JJ, whose cheeks involuntarily turned pink.
"Mr. Blakely, you seemed to know the situation incredibly quickly." Emily pointed out.
"My brother is on the force, when students get picked up he gives me a call immediately." The counselor dismissed, obviously upset that one of his students had gotten in trouble. "Breaking curfew?" He asked JJ increduously.
"What about the boy she was with, he was drinking." Hotch supplied
"Everybody drinks." The counselor dismissed earning surprised looks from Emily and Hotch. This guy obviously had his priorities out of wack.
"Well, the reason I called you all in here is that Jennifer is one very smart young lady. Looking at her current grades, she is one of our top students even with such difficult classes." JJ struggled not to beam at the counselor's revelation, as he continued, "but, if she wants to get into college, these problems may dissuade top universities from accepting her."
"We are aware of that." Hotch replied shortly.
"Well, there is a seminar that comes around once every two years for troubled teens. It's a week long seminar for student and parents that teaches life skills, addresses problem behavior, and encourages communication between student and parents. I am recommending Jennifer for this seminar, and if you choose to attend then her record will be expunged."
"Let's do it."
"Hey, JJ, can I talk to you." Reid asked as he saw JJ come out of the guidance counselor's office with Hotch and Emily. She nodded to the others, who smiled and left.
"Yeah Spence, what's up?" JJ smiled at how adorable he looked when he was nervous. She loved the way that he would unconsciously play with his hair when he was about to say or do something that scared him.
"It's about what happened that night."
"Don't worry about it. You were drunk, you probably don't even remember." JJ dismissed, ignoring the pit at the bottom of her stomach.
"No. I mean, yeah. I mean--"
"Spence, look, it's fine. We're both adults, things happen." JJ attempted to smile, but couldn't help but acknowledge the growing ache that came from dismissing what had happened.
"No. JJ, I've liked you for a long time, and it--" Reid was cut off by JJ throwing her arms around his neck and pulling his tall frame down close to hers as she kissed his lips hungrily.
"Wow!" Reid finally said after breaking apart for air.
"I've wanted to do that for a long time." JJ admitted as Reid pulled her in for more. They seemed to melt into eachother, knowing that what this expressed was far more important than what they could say with words.
"Ahem." This time they were broken apart by a teacher that tapped Reid on the shoulder. "Get to class." Mr. Hayes glared at Reid. "Miss Hotchner, let's go talk to the counselor." JJ groaned.
Spencer Reid sat nervously in Sports History thinking of the events that had transpired the past couple of hours. She kissed me! He thought excitedly, hoping that Garcia had been right.
"Ok, students. Please open your books and turn to chapter 7. You have 20 minutes and we'll discuss it." The teacher commanded.
Reid quickly flipped through the designated chapter and continued to think of JJ. Everything that JJ has gotten in trouble for has been my fault. He frowned, not sure how he felt about that.
"Spencer! Why aren't you reading the chapter?" Miss Jorge asked angrily.
"I finished it." He said dismissively.
"Well, what led to the devleopment of basketball?"
"Dr. James Naismith, a professor of physical education was attempting to find a way to keep his player's conditioned in the winter time, so he--"
"Enough!" The teacher said exasperated as the class chuckled silently. "Spencer Reid just go to detention!"
"Miss Hotchner! You leave my office with your parents and you come right back!" Mr. Blakely asked increduously. "You were kissing a boy! Jennifer, do you realize that you could be throwing your future away for a boy!"
JJ sat silently debating how to respond. Deciding the best course of action, she eventually shrugged.
"Jennifer, talk to me." The counselor looked at JJ pleadingly.
"I don't know what you want me to say." JJ answered failing to look up at him. If I draw this out long enough, maybe I won't have to go to class. She thought excitedly.
"Jennifer, I don't want you to say anything. I want you to tell me what's going on." He pleaded.
JJ sighed deeply, spurring the counselor to continue. "You owe it to yourself to do everything possible to make a future for yourself. Do you honestly think that breaking curfew and making out with a boy is going to get you anywhere?"
"Maybe" JJ smiled coyly, thinking of the possibility of a future with Spence.
"NO! There is no future if you keep throwing everything away! This is why this conference is going to help you, it will show you that rules are out there to help you."
"Maybe I'm sick of rules, maybe I want to be reckless." JJ mused to herself, unaware that she spoke her feelings aloud.
The counselor sat back, shocked--but not surprised. He figured that an over authoritative parent, coupled with a new step mother was the likely cause of Jennifer's acting out. He just couldn't let a girl with so much promise fall through the cracks.
"Jennifer, why don't you get to class, I'm going to call your parents."
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