You And I Against The World

Chapter 4: Ooo! Acting!

(Drawing originally a painting made by: unknown "if someone knows please tell me".)

*Sherlock's POV*

"What the hell was that!?"

"Calmos John. We were just having fun." Jim replies.

"Fun!? You scared the living shit out of everyone! You were acting like a literal psychopath! And you aced it as well! For the love of God! It's like you're a psychopath for a living!"

"You have no idea..."

"What's that supposed to mean?"

"Forget I said anything." Jim smiles.

"John, calm down, we were just doing some... Theatrical dodgeball!" I reply, defending Jim. "But John is right about one thing, you are a bloody amazing actor!"

"Thanks, I really don't have to try much, it's just natural."

"You sent shivers down my spine when you said 'That's what people DO!'" I say.

"You scared the living shit out of me, like I already said, but what was that sexual tension between you two like, 'enough flirting, Daddy's had enough now' and you know, WHEN YOU FUCKING KISSED EACHOTHER!"

"Oh yeah I forgot about that!" Jim says smiling. I just smirk.

'Well do you mind explaining?!"

"What is there to explain? We kissed." I reply and Jim nods.

"God you two are impossible... Well how about, instead of scaring the hell out of us whilst playing dodgeball, enter the fucking theatre group!"

"Ooo! Acting! Good idea!" Jim replies, really liking the idea.

"Sounds fun." I say and we start walking towards the changing rooms.

During free time, Jim and I went up to the club board and found the flyer for the theatre club.

"One to two on Wednesdays. Sounds good to me, and you Sherly?"

"Yeah sounds good. Well, you got a pen?"

"Yup! Here." He says passing me a pen he conveniently had in his pocket. I should do that...

We write our names down on the flyer and then we also sign up for choir.

"Well, we are now the choir boys and the theatre boys!"

"Oh god my brother is definitely going to make fun of me." I joke and we start laughing whilst walking down the corridor. We continue talking and walking around until the bell rings and we have arts class. We make our way upstairs to my favourite room in our entire school. The arts room has big windows looking out on the rooftops of London, the walls are white but they have splotches of paint on them from where students' paint flew off their paintbrushes, which is intentional. There are paintings that students have done in the past which are still hung up on the walls and there are flowers and bowls of fake fruit that we can paint, but they also gave the room a very nice aesthetic. There are hanging plants all around the room. It's a very calming place and Mrs. Aroya plays music for us when we're doing projects.

We haven't actually done any painting in the last month because we've had to follow the program and learn about certain artists and study their different art techniques, but now that we've learnt about all of the artist we were meant to learn about at different intervals throughout the year, we don't have anything left to learn for the rest of the year and we're just going to be making art instead of studying it. I already knew about all of the different artists though so I'm glad that we're actually going to be the artist now. We enter the room and start painting, I decided to paint the view from the window and Jim painted a... woman? It's beautiful.