Told you I'd be quick. Hopefully this'll make up for the last one.

Morning came, as it did every day and the kids rotated between the bathroom and bedroom to get ready, as usual. It was Thursday and early that morning the team had caught their Unsub and saved an almost-victim. Soon, two drowsy, uniformed children made their way into the kitchen. Surprisingly, Penelope Garcia bustling around the kitchen, putting away pots and such. Two plates of eggs, toast and turkey bacon sat on the table before them.

"I made you guys a quick breakfast! I've got to get to the BAU. We have some finishing stuff to work on. The guys will land tonight, at seven. After school, we're going to go pick them up and go out to dinner. Michael will be here at the usual time. I'll see you after school, have a great day!" She said, grabbing her bags and belongings before planting a kiss on each of their foreheads and rushing out of the house as if she was late, even though she was ahead of schedule, as usual. It was insane how she could stay up so late and still be cheery and productive in the morning.

The duo sat at the table eating almost silently, still not fully awake yet. After eating they went and collected their belongings from their room and decided to sit outside, as Michael would be there any second. They made their way out of the front door, which Andrew locked on his way out, and then sat on the front steps. It was relatively quiet despite the sound of some twittering birds.

"UGHHHH." Bella moaned out of the blue. Andrew turned and stared at her, his puzzlement apparent. "It's early." She added squeezing her eyes shut in hopes to make the bright sun dull itself.

Andrew responded by simply busting out laughing uncontrollably. Of course, Bella joined leaning against him. She opened her eyes, still giggling and found Andrew looking down on her, still laughing as well. As they stayed there, laughing for no apparent reason Bella couldn't help but admire the way the sun reflected off his golden hair and how up close, his green eyes weren't normal eye-green but grass green. She even noticed he had a few freckles sprinkled across his nose. Andrew is really cute. She thought to herself. It's a shame Justin is a jerk, 'cuz with a face like that, Andrew wouldn't have trouble being quite popular with the ladies.

Her process of thought must have made her laughter die down because now, she realized, she was just having some kind of intense staring contest with Andrew as she leaned on him.

HONK! Michael arrived and beeped the horn to get the kids attention, causing Bella to shoot up off Andrew's shoulder and grab her stuff. She helped Andrew up and the two walked through the open car door. Traffic was heavier than usual and they pulled up to school just as the first bell rang. They both sprinted from the car, without even waiting for Michael to open the door.

"BYE MICHEAL!" They shouted, rushing across the lawn.

-:-

After the being bored to death for the majority of the day, both teens were relived to hear the bell releasing them into last period, where they had made plans to leave 5 minutes early.

Bella went in and sat in her usual seat. To her dismay, Justin, who had been absent since Monday, came in and immediately sat down next to her. To her delight, as soon as he did, the bell ran and Mr. Squires began blabbering about some educational stuff. Bella immediately took out her yellow spiral and took notes. After about ¾ of class was over, Mr. Squires handed out a handout for a pair-project, then released them to make pairs and get started. The whole class sprung to action, pairing up.

Justin turned to Bella. "Partners?"

"Um, sorry. I already told Sasha I'd be her partner! Right, Sash?" Bella lied, grabbing Sasha, a sweet girl who Bella had almost all her classes with, by the arm.

"Um, yeah!" Sasha replied, taking a hint.

"Oh, okay…cool. I know you must've missed me. Why didn't you call?" Justin asked.

"Um, lost your number?"

"Hmm, well then. I have a way you make it up to me. See, the end of the year dance in a couple of weeks? You want to go with me right?" Justin questioned, raising an eyebrow.

Sasha gasped excitedly. Part of the class that had been eavesdropping on their conversation got quiet. Someone walked in and Mr. Squires chatted happily with them in the background.

But the classes' attention remained on the supposed "coolest guy in the 10th grade" and the girl who he just asked out.

"Um, no. I can't." Bella replied, earning herself a big slap on the arm from Sasha.

Justin's eyes narrowed and Bella could immediately tell he was angry. This wasn't going to be fun. "What? Do you already have a date? Is it your little dork friend?"

Bella clenched her fists. Only friends could call Andrew a dork. And Justin was the furthest thing from a friend. "Okay, don't call him a dork. A dork is slang for penis or a type of Australian fish. He's a person. And what if I was going with Andrew? He'd be a great date, because unlike some, he isn't a JERK who goes around spreading lies to seem cool, even though he's an asshole. Yeah, he told me. And you know what? Somehow, I didn't find it funny. Oh and just so you know, I didn't lose your number, I just threw it away because the thought of going out with you makes me want to puke."

Everything was really quiet for a couple of seconds.

"Well, if you like him so much then why don't you go just make out with him right now?" Justin growled, pointing at the door.

Bella whipped around to discover Andrew standing next to Mr. Squires (who was staring at Bella, shocked at her outburst).

Andrew smiled weakly and raised a hand. "Heh, I finished my work pretty fast, so I…I came early." Everyone continued to stare. "We can go now, Bella. Right, Mr. Squires?" Andrew added.

Mr. Squires nodded. "But I'll need to see you in the hall before you leave, Isabella."

Bella nodded and grabbed her things.

"You're dead to me, Bitch." Justin snarled, quietly.

"You were never even important enough to be alive to me, jerk." She responded.

"That was pretty intense. And awesome. Like the Hills!" Sasha whispered to Bella as she walked out.

Bella smiled, nodded and followed Mr. Squires and Andrew out of the room, terrified at the consequences of her outburst.

-:-

Next thing Bella knew, she was sitting in the office, Andrew by her side. Not because he was in trouble, but because he requested to stay and seeing as he had no work to do, they allowed it. Bella wasn't actually in too much trouble, though. She explained the entire situation to Mr. Squires and then retold for the AP as well. They decided to let her off with a simple warning. However, she had to tell her guardian to explain. In other case she wouldn't be afraid, but since her guardian was Derek Morgan, she was trembling.

Under the circumstances, contacting her guardian meant calling Garcia to the school and having her work her techie magic and phone the team, namely Derek, on the Jet to explain (because school policy specified that call must be made from the campus to be sure it was legitimate).

After waiting what felt like hours, Garcia arrived. The AP led her over to the computer, and she began typing unbelievably fast.

"Penelope." Bella said standing up.

Garcia's hand shot up. "Save it, little missy. You're in major trouble. You're uncle is going to kill you."

Bella sat down and looked at Andrew.

"It'll be fine." He mouthed encouragingly.

"No, it will not, sir. Quit giving her false hope." Penelope scolded, somehow seeing the tiny exchange from her spot at the computer, which was hooked up to the school phone. "Cussing out a student. In the middle of class. Really, Bella? I'm disappointed. What could this kid possibly have done that was so bad that you had to-"

"It was Justin, Pen. And he was making fun of Andrew. In front of everybody. I couldn't just let him. So, I…kind of released the floodgates on my anger and next thing I know, I'm cussing him out." Bella said quietly, looking into her lap.

Penelope looked up, shocked. "Isabella Ashley Morgan." She stated, monotone. "That is possibly the bravest thing you've ever done. I can't say I'm proud you cussed, but I am proud you stood up for your friend. I bet if you explain that to Derek, he will be more understanding. I'm not saying he won't yell, but he won't kill you." She admitted, shooting Bella a brief smile and getting a glare from the AP.

She quickly resumed typing and within minutes, she had the phone in hand, ready to use.

"It was very difficult to get service for a school phone to a FBI jet, but I did it." She stated cockily.

Bella took the phone and dialed Derek's cell, her heart feeling like it was to explode.

-:-

Derek fingered the tiny folded piece of paper in his hands. It was the note from Bella. It was ripped on the corners and the creases were worn as he carried it around, reading it whenever he missed his niece, which was often.

His phone rang.

He glanced at the number on the screen. It was a number he didn't know, which was odd as only certain phones had the access and ability to call phones on the jet. He held up the phone for Reid to see.

"Recognize this number?" He asked.

"788-9944. That's Summit." Reid responded.

"The kid's school?"

"Yep. Pick it up, it's gotta be important." Reid advised.

"Hello?" Morgan said, cautiously.

"Derek?" A tiny voice said.

"Bells? You okay? Everything alright?"

"Um, yes. It's just...I got in a fight today, not physical, just verbal and…I cussed a student out."

"Excuse me? I know you must have the wrong number because the Isabella Ashley Morgan I know wouldn't do that." He said sternly. Now most of the team on the plane was openly listening to the conversation.

"I…" She began, but Morgan cut her off.

"What did you say to her?" He demanded to know.

"…It was a him." Bella admitted nervously.

"A boy? Isabella! What is wrong with you?" Morgan asked, getting angry.

"Listen. Just listen, let me explain. It was this kid, Justin…"

"Oh, the one with the note who you thought was cute?" Morgan questioned.

"Yeah, Wait, how'd you know that?" She asked, before realizing the only was if Andrew told Derek. "I'm gonna kill Andrew!" She added before continuing. "Um, well, anyways. He asked me to the dance and…"

"He asked you to the dance? What dance? I need to talk to this kid?" Morgan practically yelled. Every eyebrow on the jet went up.

"Bella called Morgan to gossip?" JJ asked.

"Sounds like it." Said Hotch and Rossi at the same time.

"Put it on speaker!" Prentiss whisper-yelled. Morgan obliged, simply to shut them up.

"Listen! Yes, he asked me, but I knew he was a jerk to Andrew, so I declined. He got angry and asked if I already had a date, namely Andrew. Then, he called Andrew a dork in front of my whole class. So, on instinct, I told him dork is slang for…well, penis and/ or an Australian fish...It was the first thing that came to mind!"

Derek threw Spencer a look. Spencer flushed pink.

"Then," Bella continued. "I said that at least Andrew isn't a jerk who spreads rumors to be cool like Justin who is a…um, a-hole. And I said that Andrew told me what happened and I thought it wasn't funny. And then I told Justin I didn't lose his phone number like I told him, but I threw it away because the thought of dating him made me want to puke. Then it was awkward and quiet. And then Justin told me that I should go make out with Andrew because he was right behind me."

"Um, wow...Wait, you didn't, did you?" Morgan asked, only half-joking.

"Didn't what?"

"Make out with Andrew?" Derek repeated, causing the whole team to snicker.

"DEREK!" Bella yelled.

"Well? Did you?" He asked again.

"No, of course not! Why would I…never mind." Bella sighed.

"Bells?"

"Yeah?"

"You shouldn't have cussed and been so harsh to the kid." Derek explained softly.

"But he was really asking for…" Bella exhaled. "Yes, I know."

"But, I'm glad you stood up for your friend. Is Andrew okay?"

"Yeah, he's right here. He's fine." Bella turned and consulted Andrew. "You are fine, right?"

"Oh, yeah." Andrew replied, smiling.

"Yeah, he's cool." Bella confirmed. "Are we cool? Or am I in mega-trouble?"

"Initially, yes. You were in trouble. Now, I think I understand your reasoning, so no. But Bells, I'm not kidding. Anything else. Anything at all, and I'll have to send you home."

"So? I'd pick home over school any day!" Bella exclaimed.

"No, I mean Chicago." Derek stated.

"Oh. Okay." Bella replied, quietly.

"I'm glad you're okay though and I'll see you soon, okay?"

"'Kay, bye Derek. Bye everyone who is listening in." Bella added, smiling.

"Bye…" Everyone mumbled, laughing lightly.

Derek hung up and sighed. "Her fourth day of school and she already got in a fight."

"She is a good kid. Just short-tempered and caring." Emily said, smiling.

"You got that right!" Morgan exclaimed, nodding.

Hotch put his hand on Morgan's shoulder. "She takes after her uncle."

Morgan scoffed, laughing. "Well, apparently, she's picking up some Reid stuff, too. The Australian fish?"

Reid shook his head. "Hey, hey. I never told her to go cuss out some boy using that."

"But she did!" Morgan retorted.

"Yeah, she did. Man, cussing out a guy. One of the cool guys, too, according to Andrew. She's got guts. I couldn't have done that in high school." JJ admitted.

"Neither could I." Emily agreed.

Hotch couldn't help but bug Emily. "Well, you easily could've scared them. You were kind of…alternative back then, weren't you? At least, that's what your yearbook picture hinted at." He said, referring to the large haired, all-black high school photo of Emily that Garcia had passed around a few months prior.

Emily's cheeks burned at the memory of her Goth days. "You saw that?"

"Hotch sees everything, Emily. You should know that by now." Rossi pointed out.

The team laughed. "Well, there's one thing for sure, Derek." JJ said.

"What?" He asked.

"Bella is going to be the death of you." JJ replied.

Derek chuckled. "Yes. At this rate, she will be."

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