Chapter three! He goes to school and meets new friends, yay!
Sorry I didn't update yesterday, I was really tired. I write this during late hours (normally 10pm or 11pm, the usual) and I fell asleep early last night. And the night before...
The next morning Spencer wakes up with a start, having a nightmare of being pushed down with his face in the toilet. Rolling over to glance at his alarm clock he found that it was nearly five in the morning.
Great. The perfect start to his new school career.
With a small groan he rolls out of bed, pressing a hand to his breast as he stands up before going over to his closet to pick out his clothes for the day. He went into the bathroom to brush his teeth, staring into the mirror hesitantly. He spit and looked up at himself, wiping his mouth with his nightshirt's sleeve.
"My name is Spencer Reid." He said, then again. And again. "My name is Spencer Reid!" He nearly yells at the mirror. He takes a breath. "My name… is Spencer Reid."
He stands there staring at himself for a minute, just breathing. A moment passes and he rinses his toothbrush, moving to go back to his room, grabbing a thick book to read. Again.
He'd read all his books before but they never bored him. He loved reading. And learning.
Once he finished with the book it was nearly half past five. He sighed.
Walking into the kitchen he looked around for something to have for breakfast, settling on making oatmeal and adding some nuts and seeds. He ate in silence and got up to make coffee, adding multiple scoops of sugar to the hot drink. He loved it sweet. His mother teased him occasionally about the amount of sugar but he couldn't help it. It tasted better drown in sugars.
He savoured the cup for nearly an hour before getting dressed. He was close enough to his new school to walk. Which he did.
By the time he arrived at the school he was feeling nervous again, a sick feeling knotted in the bottom of his stomach. He tried to ignore the looks and whispers as he went to the office to get his schedule.
He quite literally ran into someone familiar.
"Spencer!" Penelope gushed, pulling him into another hug. "I just knew I could catch you here!"
"What?" Spencer squeaked.
Penelope blushed slightly. "I may have hacked into the school network and looked up your name. Do you know how many Spencers I had to go through before I found your schedule?" She huffed slightly.
"You did what?" A voice said behind her.
Penelope turned around with wide eyes. "Miss Blake! Good morning!"
Miss Blake pursed her lips at Penelope and turned to Spencer. "Principal Gideon is waiting for you, mister Reid."
Spencer grinned lopsidedly and nodded, nerves loosening a little. He walked around miss Blake and went into the principal's room office.
"Ah, Spencer," the older man said when he saw the seventeen year old. "Your mother called and informed us of your… situation."
Spencer promptly blushed, cheeks turning a new shade of red. "Which, um, sitiuation, sir?"
"All of them," Principal Gideon said. Spencer tilted his head down. "No worries, Spencer. Miss Blake and I are very supportive. If anyone harassed you about it just tell us and we'll take care of it."
Spencer nodded. "Yes, yessir. Thank you."
"Now about your schedule," Gideon says, turning to his computer. "So far we have two half term classes and one year long. You need a second year long class to finish out your schedule. Your options are on this list of paper," he says, passing a page to him.
Spencer quickly scanned it, not waiting for Gideon's question. "Culinary," he says, looking up with a determined expression.
"Culinary it is," Gideon says, chuckling.
Spencer blushes. "What's so funny?"
"Nothing, nothing. I just love how enthusiastic you are about it." Gideon says, printing out a paper and handing it to Spencer. "Welcome to Quantico Academy."
Spencer nods slightly and tucks his papers into his messenger bag.
Spencer stepped out of the office and was surprised to see Penelope standing there. She was scrolling an app on her phone, bag slung over her shoulder with a happy air about her. He had a feeling she was always happy. Maybe she could be a friend.
No. He wouldn't want to trouble her with that, he wasn't worthy of friends…
His bullies had told him more than anyone of the fact. Yet still he had JJ…
Maybe… just maybe, Penelope was like JJ.
"P-Penelope right?" He squeaks, voice breaking embarrassingly.
She looks up at him and grins. "Spency! Come on, I convinced miss Blake that I could be as good a tour guide as anyone else in this school." She grins.
Spencer follows blindly.
Oof I wanted to make this chapter longer with his whole first day but I'm laaaaazy. Sorry guys. But at least it's an update!