Matthew Gray Gubler/ Spencer Reid Oneshots

High School (SR)

Being in high school is not fun. I don't know many people who actually enjoyed being a high school student. So, when I graduated I never expected to be going back. Yet, here I am, a high school teacher.

When they offered me the job, I was a little hesitant about taking it. It's not everyday I get offered to teach a creative writing course in high school, so I took the job. I remember the day I said yes like it was yesterday.

I've been here for 3 months now, still considered the baby here, and it doesn't help that I'm also 26, being the youngest person here, next to the psychology teacher, a Doctor Spencer Reid, who is 33.

I never expected to have a group, even as a teenager I never had a group of people that I just got along with. Now I found it though:

Dr. Spencer Reid, the psychology teacher.

Mr. Derek Morgan, the physical education teacher.

Ms. Penelope Garcia, a tech teacher.

Mrs. Jennifer Jareau, a public speaking teacher.

Ms. Emily Prentiss, a literature teacher.

Every chance we get, we all eat together or just visit each other. That's what I'm doing now, in my classroom sitting on my desk with Spencer sitting on my seat. How he managed to land my seat while I sit on the desk I'm not sure.

"Sarah?" He asks, breaking us from our precious discussion of Garcia and Morgan are going to get caught with their constant flirting.

"Yes, Spence?"

"I-um-I..." he trails off.

"What is it, Spence?" I ask, voice going to a more soothing tone.

"I can see a little bit of your panties..." he says, looking down. I look at my legs, seeing they're crossed. I guess my damn skirt decided not to be tight enough to not show up it. I glance at him again, seeing his face flustered but also stealing quick glances up to my skirt once in a while.

My heart rate increases. I've always had a little thing for Spencer and this feels straight out of a cheesy sex novel but damn if it doesn't create a rush. Most people would, change how they're sitting and push their skirt down so it's hidden. For me, well I've never been anything if not brave.

"Is this better?" I ask. His eyes look and go wide. I had moved back, legs on either side of the desk, bent at the knee, putting my lacy panties on full display.

"W-What? Sarah!" He chokes out, eyes never leaving. I smirk.

"Well, you said you saw only a little, i figured this would be better?" Instead of replying, he grabs my legs and pushes them closed. I raise my eyebrow and he stood up, looking at me in the eyes.

"As much as I loved that view, trust me I really did, I respect you too much." He says, putting his hand on my cheek. I grab him by the tie, slamming his lips into mine.

"Some other time then," I say when I pulled away. He smiles.

"I'd like that," he says, kissing me again.