Melt his heart and hope it works (Mycroft's Daughter Fan-fiction)

Chapters 1: Different

It's my graduation day and I stand in the middle of a stage filled with people. Most people around me are 20 to 30 years old, I'm 15. Most people around me have smiles plastered on their faces, I do not. Most people here have moms and dads, most have grandmas and grandpas, most have aunts and uncles, most have brothers and sisters, most have old friends, all looking at them from their seats, with smiles on their faces and tears in their eyes, they are happy and proud. I have no one. I had hoped that at least for my graduation day my father would be here, that he would be proud of me. I didn't expect a smile on his face or that he would give me a hug, but I had hoped he would be here.

We receive our diplomas one by one, and each time someone comes to the front of the stage, their family and friends applaud. When it came my turn however, not a single clap could be heard from the crowd.

One by one we file out of the stage and then out of the school, I see people partying outside and throwing their hats in the air all at the same time, but I'm under the bleachers looking intently at my mobile as if that would make it ring, make a text pop up, anything that would say that my father hadn't forgotten of my existence, but there was nothing.

I walk away from the bleachers about half a hour later, heading for the food table and leaving with a cupcake and a lemonade in hand. Seeing the few friends I made this year,  Jennifer, Avery, and Avery's boyfriend Peter sitting under a weeping willow tree I head their way, deciding to join them for a quick chat. At least their conversation will keep my mind off the problems of my world.

"Isa! Tell them that my suit is perfectly suited for this occasion!" Peter says as he sees me heading their way.

"You look like you let a three year old choose your outfit."

"Do not!"

"Do too!" 

"Isa, Jennifer is being mean to me!" Peter says with a pout on his face and crocodile tears coming out of his eyes. 

"Stop being a baby!" Was Jennifer's teasing reply.

"Sometimes, I find it very hard to believe that you're both almost 10 years older than me" I reply with a small smile on my face.

"Sometimes, I find it hard to believe that I'm dating him" Avery said with a laugh.

"Shit! I gotta go!" Jennifer said "I have an interview in less than an hour and I can NOT show up dressed like this."

As she starts to gather her things from the ground she pauses for half a second to smile up at me.

"Good luck with you dad, Isa, I hope you have fun in England and get to drink a lot of expensive tea. See you tomorrow, Avery!"

She runs out and I'm left gossiping with Avery and Peter, trying to hide the longing look on my face that would show them that at the moment, I would rather be anywhere but London.