AN: Hey! Sorry I haven't updated in a while, I've been really busy with my school production, and I had to get through a few things but everything is alright now so I will have more time to write. Anyway, here's chapter 13! Oh! And happy holidays everyone!
Chapter 13
Thursday came and went rather quickly. Spencer called Garfield Prep and faxed over my transcripts, along with setting up a campus tour. From what I had seen online, the school seemed relatively welcoming. On second thought, it is high school, and I wouldn't exactly describe high school as welcoming. More tolerable I guess you could say.
Friday rolled around which meant coffee with Ana. I stumbled out of bed at roughly 10am, and directly headed for the coffee pot. I didn't have to pull myself together until noon, so I figured I'd drink a cup or two before hand.
I lounged around for a couple of hours before jumping in the shower. After I was squeaky clean, it came time to pick out and outfit. I decided on a dark gray, long sleeved Chiffon-cut dress that landed just above my knee. I would have accompanied it with tights, but the weather was especially warm. I let my hair air dry, its natural waves turning into small curls just below my bust. I tossed on my glasses, slipped on my wine colored suede flats, and was on my way out the door.
I hadn't forgotten about my deal with Spencer, and I knew for sure he hadn't either. Once I made my way out of the front lobby I dialed Spencer's cell number. "Spencer Reid" He answered. "Hey Spenc, it's me. I'm on my way to the café. I called like you asked" I internally rolled my eyes at the fact that I'm 15 years old and calling my older brother as a form of supervision while I walk to a nearby café. "Oh Jenna, hey!" Spencer sounded fairly surprised that it was me. It was then that I realized I probably could have gotten away without calling him at all. "Spencer, do we really have to do this? I'm 15, not 5." There was a period of silence on the other end of the line. I was beginning to think he hung up on me, which I wouldn't have minded. "Only because Derek slipped me his extra paperwork and I have a lot to do. Now don't talk to strangers, give out absolutely no personal information-""Spencer, I get it. Have fun with your paperwork" I was gradually getting more and more annoyed. Before Spencer could respond, I hung up.
Less than five minutes later, I arrived at the café. I spotted Ana immediately and waved before hopping on line. The shop was small, the natural light reflecting off of the pale yellow walls. Indie tunes were softly flowing through the speakers, creating a relaxing environment. I sat down across from Ana with my Skinny Vanilla Latte, finding out she was drinking the exact same thing. Figures.
"Hey! Christ its 80 degrees out, how are you wearing long sleeves?!" Ana practically shouted. I giggled at how often I get asked that same question. "Cold blooded I guess". There was a moment of awkward silence between us. Our eyes wandered around the café as we both fished for conversation topics. "So, tell me about yourself Jenna! Why did your parents drag you all the way to Quantico from Baltimore?" Ana asked curiously. A sudden rush of panic rushed through my body. I wasn't exactly comfortable with spilling out my situation to a girl I had just met, even though he was my only friend. I feared I would freak her out and receive mass amounts of pity. I think Ana read the distress on my face, because she quickly changed the subject. "Never mind with that, we'll get back to that on a later date. So, what did you do at your old school for fun?" Crisis averted. "I preformed in musicals mostly, and whatever plays my drama came up with. It took up 99% of my time" I added with a giggle. Ana's facial expression changed from unreadable to surprised. It turned out that she was a theatre nerd too! We chatted about the shows we had been a part of, and our dream roles of course. We gushed over our desire to go to New York and see a real Broadway play. The feeling of awkwardness was soon lifted due to our mutual love of performing.
Unfortunately, our little get together had the come to an end. Ana had to get home to her mother, I wasn't sure why but I didn't feel comfortable asking. We walked out of the café into the busy square and parted ways. Not ten seconds later, my phone rang. Guess who? Spencer. I rolled my eyes and picked up.
"Spenc, I thought we agreed that I didn't have to stay on the phone with you to walk two blocks home." I said in an annoyed fashion. Spencer must have ignored my statement, because he began his sentence like I hadn't said a word. He must have been distracted.
"Hey it's been a long week and the team is going out to dinner, if you're not still with Ana I wanted to know if you would be willing to come with us" Spencer sounded a bit nervous. I hadn't gotten the chance to really get to know the team, besides the five minute greeting I endured earlier, so I quickly came up with an answer. "Sure, that sounds great. I'm approaching the apartment now. I'll see you soon" And with that, I hung up and entered the apartment. Usually, I would be very reluctant to be put into such a social situation, even if it was just dinner, but I felt different this time. Maybe it was because I was more comfortable with Spencer, or maybe because I finally made a friend, but I was excited nonetheless. I plopped down on the couch and awaited Spencer's arrival.