The Boy in The Red Jumper

The Boy in the Red Jumper and the Boy in The Blue Scarf

Johns P.O.V

I woke up to the sound of my persistent alarm beeping next to my head. I shot out of bed in pure excitement Today is the day I thought as I rushed around the house getting ready. "MUUUUMMMM MAKE JOHN STOP TRAMPLING AROUND THE HOUSE AT 6 IN THE MORNING" My sister Harry's yell went through the house "SORRY" I yelled back before grabbing my backpack and stuffing my books, pencil case, laptop and water bottle into it. I ran down the hall into my parents room and gave them both a hug. "I'll be back before you know it" I promised both my parents. I grabbed my suitcase and sped down the stairs to hail a taxi for the ride to the train station.

As soon as I was at the train station that would be used for the kids of Baskerville High I suddenly felt my excitement turn to nervousness. What if my dormmate is annoying? What if I suck at classes? What if I don't make friends? What if-. My thoughts were cut short as a boy that looked like he was in one of the older years tapped me on the shoulder, "Mycroft Holmes, Head Boy of Baskerville High. Do you need some help getting your suitcase onto the train?" I froze for a second "Yeah"I managed to mumble. Mycroft grabbed my suitcase and got it easily into the train, "Uh, Thanks" I mumbled again. "No problem" He replied before running up to a scruffy haired kid about the same age as him and practically toppling him over with a hug, by the way they were acting together he was going to guess that they were dating. "Everybody on the train now!" Teachers were yelling and the whole thing was chaos as I scrambled through the compartments to find a seat. I finally managed to find one next to a boy that I guessed was around my age wearing a blue scarf that stuck out compared to his almost completely black clothes.

Sherlock P.O.V

I sat in one of the empty compartments of the train and prepared myself for loud, annoying people to come trampling through the doors at any given moment. I sighed as I recounted how I even ended up here, It started about 1 week ago....                                                                                              ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~      "WILLIAM SHERLOCK SCOTT HOLMES! THIS IS THE SECOND SCHOOL YOU HAVE BEEN KICKED OUT OF!" I winced at my brother Mycroft's loud voice and felt a surge of anger at him using my actual name "IT'S THE TEACHERS FAULTS' FOR BEING DUMB AND DON'T USE THE NAME WILLIAM!" I yelled back at him. Mycroft sighed and muttered something I couldn't hear "what did you say?" I demanded, I could just tell  that it was about me. Mycroft sighed again, his sighing has really been getting annoying recently "Mummy and Father are going to be sending you to Baskerville High, A boarding school, my school" I froze a boarding school!? MYCROFT'S SCHOOL!? I was about to argue when Mycroft cut me off "There is no point in arguing you are already enrolled in the school, Hopefully this school will keep you in line" I stormed off into my room and pulled out my violin so I could engross myself in the music and forget about the new school that I had to go too. 

"Sherlock!, You're going to be late" Mycroft yelled at me from downstairs, "I don't care!" I yelled back. I was seated on the edge of my bed with my feet propped up on my suitcase and my leather laptop bag dumped next to it. I jumped up and started moving my things as I heard Mycroft walking up the stairs to my room. I wildly threw the door open and dragged my suitcase down the stairs purposely bumping into Mycroft on the way. I dumped my laptop bag and suitcase into the trunk of the car and waited for Mycroft to get there as he was driving both of them to the station. Mycroft ran out of the house and quickly started up the car and drove them to the station with the fear of being late for his first day being head boy and so that he wasn't late for meeting Greg. I quickly deduced all of that so I could use it against him at some point if he was annoying. 

"Get into one of the compartments so I don't have to watch you" Mycroft ordered, I stuck my tongue out at him but still got into one of the compartments ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~

Suddenly the compartment was full of loud kids trying to find seats I didn't let any sort of discomfort come across my face though, no one needed to know anything that I did or didn't like. I was snapped out of my thoughts as a boy with golden hair and a red jumper sat down next to me.

A/N: First Chapter Completed! Please leave any ideas or Character design thoughts in the comments because I need some inspiration for Greg.

Word Count: 820