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Title: Two Princes
Summary:
Another take on those fics where the team is in high school. Will be Reid-centric and include him meeting two guys who seem interested in him. Featuring Hotch as a prep, Morgan as a gang member, Emily as a goth and Gideon as a concerned dad.
Pairing: Hotch/Reid, Morgan/Reid. dunno yet :-)
Warnings: Slash!
Yes, I know. This is like the fourth story I´ve started without having finished the prior ones. In my defense, I wrote this a couple of month ago and found it on my computer.
To the story: I was attempting something lighter so this will be another take on those fics where the team is in high school. Will be Reid-centric and include him meeting two guys who seem interested in him. Featuring Hotch as a prep, Morgan as a gang member, Emily as a goth and Gideon as a concerned dad.
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Chapter 1: Changes
Spencer Reid-Gideon climbed out of his father's car with a sinking feeling in his stomach.
Jason Gideon walked around the car and put an arm around his shoulder as he pointed towards the house in front of them.
"See, the window there on the first floor? That's gonna be your room. I think you'll like it."
He gave him a smile that looked a little too eager and Spencer was quick to reassure him by also smiling even though he felt anything but.
Everything looked fine, the house seemed perfectly normal, there was a large backyard and he would have his own room. It didn't do much to distract him from missing his mom and worrying about where she was right now.
A week ago, Diana Reid had been declared mentally insane and he had met his father for the first time. Jason Gideon had travelled all the way from Chicago to Las Vegas to institutionalize her and help his son move to the only person he had left now.
"You wanna come in? I'll make us some lemonade.", Jason smiled as he motioned for him to come into the house.
Spencer did his best not to look to glum as he complied and discarded his bag by the stair case. The house looked clean and spacious; there were numerous pictures of birds and tons of books all over the place.
It was a definite change from the small, messy apartment he´d had with his mother.
His father grabbed his bag and carried it past the living room and into one of the guest rooms. He followed him quietly, taking in the big comfy-looking bed, the wooden desk and the closet.
"It's a little empty right now, but you can fill it up with your things, right? Make it more personal?"
Spencer looked down at his bag which contained merely the essentials of what he needed. He already missed his books even though he knew they would be flown in in about a week.
Jason stood by the door, looking like he was trying to find the right words but failed.
"I'm gonna go down make us some dinner, alright? I gotta go back to the station after but I won't be long. And tomorrow I´ll drive you to your new school."
"Ok, thanks, dad."; Spencer said, the word sounding foreign on his tongue. He sank down on the bed once he was alone, just sitting for a long time. There was nothing else to do really, he had no friends back home he could call and his mother couldn't be reached.
He doubted he would have any friends at his new school either. He was just too small, too skinny, too awkward. A bully's wet dream, he knew that himself.
His only hope was that this was going to be his senior year.
Next year he would be out of high school and would find out what college students thought of sixteen year old geniuses. Well, if that wasn't something to look forward to.
He lied down on the bed after pulling a book from his bag. It was on quantum physics and he´d already read it but it would do until he could find a library in the morning. If he found nothing else he could always get out his deck of cards and pass some time practicing his magic tricks.
Anything to take his mind of the day to come.
He only hoped that this year in high school wouldn't be the nightmare his prior one had been.
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