Oh my Gotham, I am so sorry. I know you guys are probably tired of hearing my excuses for not posting in so long. I'm sorry, it was just school stuff and personal stuff bombarding me, and I was in the middle of writing this. I was looking forward to writing this chapter for quite some time, and was in the middle of writing it when tons of stuff happened. I can't promise that it won't happen, but I know I will always apologize because you guys are the greatest followers I could ever ask for… and you deserve better than shotty upload dates from me.

I love you all so much, and I wish I could provide better for you. *hugs all of you in the hopes that you'll contemplate forgiving me*

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"You promise not to hit on the principal?" "Puck" asked with a laugh as he stretched his limbs.

"I'll contain myself." The elder rolled his eyes as he typed away on the laptop that was on the kitchen table.

"Good. So, what time are you getting off today?"

"Why?"

The teenager stopped stretching and looked at his senior.

"Because our appointment with the principal of West High School is today at two." Young Spencer said, looking at his cousin with eyebrows slightly raised and mouth slightly open.

"It's today?" Doctor Reid asked, looking up from his laptop screen with bulging eyes, honestly not knowing the appointment was that day.

"Dude! We bought the calendar for a reason! It is on the fridge for a reason! But it doesn't work if you don't check it!" "Puck" groaned throwing his arms down to his sides as he lolled his head so it faced the ceiling. "Can you ask to get off early as soon as you get there?"

"No. Garcia texted me last night and said that an entire file of paperwork was done wrong, and we have to complete it. It has to be done tonight or Strauss will be on top of us again. Can you reschedule?"

"No. This is the first time the principal has open until the end of the month after next."

"Shit… what are we gunna do?"

"Um…"

The two both looked into the air with puzzled faces, simultaneously trying to figure out how to make this work.

"What about Stunning and Gorgeous?"

"Huh?"

"Stunning and Gorgeous, Beautiful can't take me because you two have to work and none of the other guys I'm as close to… why don't we ask them if they can take me? Someone will be there to make sure I behave and give you a full and detailed report on exactly how everything went. Plus, it'll make sure the principals ok with homosexuals."

"That's a lot to ask of them."

"Well, we don't really have any other options here hun."

The doctor ran his hands over his face as he sighed. He knew his cousin was right.

"Ok, fine. Call them; I need to finish getting ready."

"You got it Starbucks." Young Spencer said as he did a mock salute with two fingers at the same time he pulled out his phone.

He quickly did a three-way call to them and waited with it on speaker so he wouldn't have to fully recount it later to his elder.

"Hey Puck, what's going on?" Emily asked.

"Hey Stunning, Hey Gorgeous, you're on three-way chat and on speaker. Listen, Starbucks and I need a favor."

"Um… ok." Prentiss said, confusion in her tone.

"What is it?" Jennifer asked.

"So, due to a scheduling conflict because someone doesn't check the calendar, my appointment to meet the principal of a school is today at two and my dear cousin can't take me."

"So you want us to take you?" The liaison laughed slightly.

"If you can."

"I'll ask Hotch, but that should be ok."

"Thank you both so much, I'm just gunna stay here until then, mentally get myself ready."

"Alright, see ya Puck." The female profiler smiled through the phone.

"Bye Puck." The blonde smiled as well.

The three of them hung up.

"You're staying here?" The doctor asked popping his head out of the bathroom.

"I have to visit a school with the intention of choosing to go there for the next year or so… yes… I'm staying here to make myself an awesome breakfast and pick out the right outfit."

"Ok. We actually need to talk about that." Elder Reid said, walking to his cousin. "Normally it doesn't matter what you wear, I have nothing against what you wear… but we need to make a good impression… so please, please, PLEASE no corsets, no tutus, no skirts, no dresses, no sleeveless shirts… please."

"Alright alright, I'll pull out my masculine for another day. Just for you."

"Thank you."

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"Puck" kept true to his word, he was in his gold tinged combat boots, black jeans that had white animal print on one leg, a long sleeved jacket with a hood and sideways pockets that was zipped up so his anime shirt wasn't seen was hugging his torso in a way that was entirely him. Rainbow jelly bracelets along with black and purple jelly bracelets were on one wrist while a purple bracelet that had a strip of metal that said "Volcom" on it was on the other.

"You look nice, now let's go." Prentiss said, smiling at him quickly panting slightly.

The girls had gotten there later than they had planned, so the trio would have to hurry up.

"Hey, don't blame me because you were late." Young Spencer said, not looking away from his reflection in the mirror.

"Hey, Jen needed to finish up a paper first, it wasn't our fault."

"Ok, can we pleased stop bickering like a family and leave? It takes about ten minutes to get there." J.J. asked, quickly pulling her hair back into a pony tail so it would stop attacking her face.

Young Spencer took a quick look at the clock, his eyes went wide when he saw what time it was.

"Shit. Go go go!" "Puck" exclaimed, ushering them out the door.

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They made it on time, just barely, and they had actually had a good meeting with the principal (who mentioned that the two females that were with Young Spencer reminded him of his son and his son's husband).

"That went well." Emily sighed as she rested against the passenger side of her car.

They had all been moving so fast that they just wanted to take a minute to lounge and look at the school. "Puck" who was still not too fond of any school, stood with his back to the school just like he had done in Illinois.

"Why do you always stand with your back to school?"

"Because I detest it and do not want to have to see it more than I have-" The teen was cut off sue to being ran into by a blonde boy that had an arm full of books in his hand. "Hey!" "Puck" shouted angrily, turning around to look at who had crashed into him.

As soon as his eyes fell on the blonde buy with pale skin, dressed in all black clothes complete with a thick black choker that looked to be basically a strip of ribbon that was using the eight books he was carrying with both hands as a sort of shield, the prostitute went absolutely silent. Young Spencer's mouth was open slightly and his eyes widened as well, the breath seemed to have completely left his body.

The blonde boy just looked back at him, slightly pink coming across his cheek bones as he bit his lip.

It took a full minute for the youngest Reid to notice that he wasn't saying anything to the gorgeous male in front of him. Spencer looked down to the ground and walked in a half circle so that his back was once again facing away from the school, the blondie moved with him so that his back was to the two FBI females that were looking at them with eyebrows raised.

"U-um, s-sorry. I didn't-" "Puck" started.

"No, it's my fault. I wasn't looking. I was reading when I should have been watching where I was walking." The boy with books said, a smile coming onto his face.

"It's fine, books are worth running into people." The brunet boy laughed slightly.

"Good thought on it. I'm Anderson by the way." The blonde smiled.

"I'm Spencer… but most recently have been called Puck."

"Like 'if we shadows have offended, think but this; and all is mended.' Puck?"

The young genius smiled.

"Exactly. So, um, what book were you reading?"

Anderson blushed a bit more as he tilted the stack of books forward so the prostitute could see the title of the manga on top. Reid smiled even more as he saw that it was a Naruto book.

"You like Naruto?" Spencer asked with a smile.

"Yea… geeky huh?" Anderson said sheepishly.

"Geeky?" "Puck" asked, unzipping his jacket. He held it open, showing the shirt to the other teenager. "Yea… definitely geeky. But so am I."

The male holding a heap of books smiled huge, not believing that the two could have something so in common with each other.

"That's a really cool shirt, where'd you get it?"

"This online store…. I can call you and tell you the name of it… if you want." "Puck" said with a smile, finally coming around to being a bit more of himself when by an attractive male.

"I'd love that. Got any paper?"

"Um, no sorry, but you can just write it on my arm." The prostitute said, pushing the sleeve on his right arm up to the elbow.

Anderson shifted the books so they fit into the curve of his right arm and pulled a sharpie out of his pocket.

"Is it ok if I write with this?" He asked, knowing some people didn't care about pen on their arms but cared about sharpie.

"It's fine." The genius smiled, loving that the boy asked.

The blonde bit the cap off of the sharpie and took the brunet's wrist in his right hand. The paler teen looked at the arm, he waited literally three seconds, his thumb of his right hands mindlessly rubbing over one of the cuts before his thumb stilled and he wrote his number in large, clear numbers over the forearm.

When all seven digits along with his name were written on the arm, the sharpie was re-capped and put back into the high schoolers pocket. The two smiled at each other as the school bell rang. Anderson looked up at the sound, and then back at his newfound friend.

"Hopefully see you around." He smiled.

"I'll make sure of it." The prostitute smiled back.

The blonde tucked some hair behind his ear as he bit his lip, he then looked at "Puck", waved his hand, and left. The brunet smile let out a breath of relaxation while a goofy smile on his face.

"Well, I guess we know what school you'll be going to." Emily laughed, not believing how transfixed their baby baby genius was by the blonde boy.

"Shut up." The teen commanded, bowing his head slightly as he got into the car.

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Link to outfit on my profile, and again, sorry for being gone so long.