Continuation from last chapter.
Theme Sixteen: Questioning
"Seriously, would you like to fill me in?"
Hotch and Reid were doing their best to avoid Morgan's gaze. They were standing at Reid and Morgan's lockers after school.
"How about this question?" Hotch began. "What the hell were you doing out in the hallway during class?"
"Necessary bathroom break," Morgan answered. "I told the teacher my mom was dying and they let me go."
"What the hell?" Hotch sounded shocked. "How did you get away with that?"
"My teacher is easily sympathetic. She won't let you use the bathroom, but if you say you just found out your cat died, she'll let you go to the office."
Hotch and Reid just stared at him in confusion. Morgan shrugged.
"…Not even going to question any more…" Hotch put his hand to his forehead.
"So now that I answered your question, you have to answer mine," Morgan smirked.
"Avoiding the administrators!" Reid shouted a little too loudly. He was hoping Morgan would just drop the subject, but knowing his jock friend, he wouldn't let it go so easily.
"Really?" Morgan asked in a tone that hinted that he didn't believe that. "Are you sure?"
"I'm plenty sure!" Reid continued shouting. His hands were balled into fists. He was so embarrassed, and it was so much worse that Morgan had found them in that compromising position. It was awful.
"Okay," Morgan smiled. "If that's really the truth, I'll just tell Penelope and David an—"
"NO, DON'T TELL ANYONE!" both Reid and Hotch shouted. Luckily, there was no one else in the hallway, but their voices resonated throughout the entire hallway. The principal's office was just at the end of the hall.
Morgan continued to smile, and Reid was so tempted to just throw the Government textbook in his hands at him.
"C'mon! Why not? It's a pretty funny story," Morgan chuckled. He was having too much fun with this.
"Seriously, Derek," Hotch crossed his arms. "Nothing even happened, it was just a really cramped closet. We couldn't help that."
"Well, then, maybe I won't tell anyone if you decide to do my math homework for me for the rest of the semest—ooph!"
Morgan was promptly smacked in the face with Reid's textbook. Reid had thrown it in anger and was now abandoning it to storm off down the hall.
"What the hell?!" Morgan's nose was now dripping blood. "I was just joking!"
"Remember, Spencer has a hard time catching jokes. He takes things very literally," Hotch sighed. "But on the other hand, I think you deserved it."
"He threw his book at me! Spencer is never violent!"