I spot Spencer gathering his notes so I quickly rush over to him as the other students leave the room.
I clear my throat once I'm behind him and he looks up at me startled.
"Hey Doctor Reid." His eyes flicker over my outfit and they bug out for a moment.
"Um, wow." Spencer refuses to look me in the eye as I place my hand on his shoulder.
"Sorry, I have cheerleading after this." I lie as I fake a laugh. "I wouldn't dare wear something as short as this."
He shrugs off my hand and I take a step back as I flash my million dollar smile.
"I wa-wasn't..." I raise a brow at him. "You're a young woman, you can wear what you like."
I fake a laugh to help get rid of the tension.
"Your hair is longer." Spencer states as he analyses my hair and I nod my head.
"I found this dope hair salon." I twirl a piece of my hair around my finger. "Decided to get some extensions in because why not."
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Spencer just looks at me for a moment before clearing his throat.
"I really have to get going." His voice cracks and I pretend to ignore.
"I just wanted to confirm that you will be teaching me, later on this evening."
His next words make me frown, "I really don't think it's a good idea."
Shit
"I can swing by your workplace." I muster a big smile, "If that works best for you."
"You really aren't going to give up." I shake my head and he slightly chuckles.
"Come down to my the office around 7 but make sure that you ear beforehand." He looks at me cautiously, "This isn't a date."
He starts to ramble on but I cut him off by informing him that I have cheerleading practice starting soon.
A smirk easily slides onto my face as I leave the room.
"Spencer Reid, you make it too easy." I pull out my phone and I begin to record a voice note. "I will be heading over to the BAU, make sure that identity is still holding up. I have a feeling that Penelope Garcia will start looking me up as soon as I arrive."
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I practice smiling once I finish applying the red lipstick, I look beautiful but I don't feel it. I'm hoping that this will be the last job that I will ever work with this company. I am hoping to fake my death with the help of Spencer Reid.
I turn around to face a member of The Eye as he walks into the office. I had strategically laid out Spencer's file on the table to make it appear as if I've been taking the time to understand him.
