Breaking Seasons

*10*

You walk through the school going to your class finally grateful you can go again to not loose progress. Wearing grey fluffy boots, jeans a oversized sweater scarf and beanie.

You walk into your class taking off your beanie sitting down and taking out you notes to begin.

All through class people whisper and talk about what's happening on campus with the shooting. The teachers are announcing drugs and bomb sniffing dogs will be going around school. So you have to keep your back outside the class room while they search. Just like it was back in middle school when D.A.R.E was at its peak.

"Psst y/n!" Someone throws a ball of paper at you getting your attention. You turn your head seeing Megan. Leaning over her seat.

"Im really sorry about Maeve." She says you nod giving a small smile really not wanting to be reminded that your best friend was shot and killed.
To make matters worse the teacher has a moment of silence for all the students that have "passed"

You sigh 'just say it you fucking bitch they were murderd your best friend and aqaintence were fucking murderd' you mind screams at the teacher as the moment of silence goes on for another thirty seconds. Finally letting class continue.

Then entire time is people letting you know how sorry they are and whatnot. Making you want to get up and leave. But allas class ends and you end up not getting any notes distracted from the constant Maeve apologies.

You walk out of class and pick up your bag that resides in the hall. Heading to your next class that ends up being the exact same scenario.

———-

Walking through the courtyard you spot spencer walking with his team just as he turns to look at you you look ahead doing your best to avoid him. You're sure he's texted you multiple times even called. The fear consumes you. It's unhealthy and clouding but it's the best you've got.

You glance over catching the scene of two girls from Maeve's class talking to him no doubt about it flirting, the pull out his tie smiling and giggling "asking" him about the test questions. A small bubble boils in you but just as it arrives you let it go.

You continue walking to your destination of the library.

You enter the quiet building. And walk over to the Abundance of books. Looking through the shelf. The occasional glipse of police men monitoring around and the girls huddling in the corner to point you out to their friends annoys you.

You run your hand down the spines of the books looking for another book just as interesting as Romeo and Juliet.
You pick up hamlet opening the book and reading the prologue.

"The average length of a play in Elizabethan England was 3000 lines. With 4,042 lines and 29,551 words, Hamlet is the longest Shakespearean play. With 1,787 lines and 14,369 words...it's a good book" you hear his familiar voice behind you. You close the book. Not turning around.

"Are you avoiding me?" He asks. Causing you to freeze.

"B-because if I did anything to make you upset or hurt you I apologize I didn't mean to I didn't know." He says trying hard not to profile you but to wait for your words.

"No." You say picking your back up off the ground slinging it around your shoulder.

"Y/n." He says you feel him step closer.

"Did you know that I can't walk around campus without someone saying how sorry they are about Maeve, asking if I'm okay, the moment of silences happening in every class. The weapon sniffing dogs as we have to put out bags out side of the fucking classroom like we're in a middle school D.A.R.E check!" You say

"It's for safety-"

"The constant police scowering the field, the looks the fact that four people have fucking died and all anyone seems to care about is the popularity they gain from it!?" You cut him off

"There's only three.." spencer says

"Your phone has been buzzing this entire conversation go solve another fucking murder" you storm off. Leaving Spencer confused, hurt, impressed, and worries.

———-

"What do we have?" Rossi asks.

"She's speeding up each were 24 hours apart now there 12." Jj says

"M-more targets more victims." Spencer replies.

"Hey you okay?" Jj asks him he looks up at her about to lie but then shakes his head no.

"I went to check up on y/n and she blew up in my face." He replies

"I hope you don't mean literally" Morgan says.

Spencer sighs shaking his head. "I-I think all the police stuff bothers her exponentially."

"I mean kid from the first time she reacted by the first murder you'd really thought she'd change?" Morgan asks.

"We'll no.." he says Morgan nods.

"Victims name is Michelle Orland she's a major is nursing and she fits the victim profile brunette and white." Morgan says.

"The unsub didnt come back though police were posted up all night at both dorms. But it's the targeted dorm" Rossi says
"Reid go inform Hotch and prentiss."

Spencer nods and walk out of the room to his next destination. Which is down the hall.

"It's the targeted form but the unsub didn't come back to peep." He says

"I wouldn't if the officers were posted up." Emily says Hotch nods thinking about what's wrong with the case what the team is missing.

"There's been four deaths in a week this is our top priority right now." He says both emily and Spencer nod

"I'll call Garcia" Hotch says walking off.

"This unsub is really getting on my nerves being so risky as to kill literally right in front of us." She says. Spencer immediately grabs his phone home as it buzzes. Sighing at the fact it's not y/n and just something sent from Garcia.

"You alright you look sad to see it Penelope." Emily says.

"I'm fine. Come on." He says and walks to where the rest of the team is.