[elmax oneshot book] discontinued

Forbidden Love

AN; This is a ship between Enola Holmes (From the movie Enola Holmes) and Constance Berman (Fear Street 1666)
This isn't necessarily Elmax specifically, but it's a form of it. Let's say an alternate universe?
I will be doing a version of Enola and Ziggy to, and possibly more crossovers ;)

          
                               [Enola's POV]

Brilliant. I was supposed to follow Mother's encrypted and hidden clues and now I'm entrapped in this prison thanks to my brothers, Sherlock and Mycroft Holmes.

What kind of brothers are absent for most of your life, then have the audacity to go against your word?! It's preposterous, just like this stupid boarding school.

It doesn't help my situation that all of the girls here are NOTHING like me at all. We do not share the same interests, nor hobbies. This whole place is torture. I believe I'm learning nothing from being here.

That's enough for my dialogue for now anyway, unfortunately I have to eat...soup. Or what is supposed to be soup anyway.

I make my way out of my room, after hearing the headmistress call down all of the girls. Good god do I hate her, I hate her with a burning passion.

"Enola..." She says, her judgemental eyes looking me up and down as I enter the food hall. "Will you decide to behave today?"

"That depends, will you decide I am forbid to return if I continue my behaviour?" I ask, smirking slightly.

She rolls her eyes, walking away from me. I scoff in response, moving to sit down next to a ginger-haired girl, with a long braid and strands of her hair let down at the front. I wonder what devil plans to disturb me today.

I begin eating the soup slowly, it isn't the best thing I've ever eaten. Mother's cooking definitely trumps this slop by millions, but it's food, so I shall eat what I'm given.

Suddenly, I feel someone tap my shoulder. I put my spoon back into its bowl, turning my head to see the ginger-haired girl I sat next to smiling at me.

I look at her with furrowed eyebrows and a confused expression. What could she want? If she plans to mock me I swear on Mother I'll-

"Hey!" She says, finally.

I look confused again. "...Hello?"

"I noticed what you did to those shrew's inside the food hall yesterday. Very bold for someone of your kind." She smirks slightly.

I scoff. "For someone of my kind? What on earth is that supposed to mean?!"

The girl snickers. "Lower your voice princess, don't want the headmistress lecturing you on your intolerable behaviour now do we?"

"Don't call me princess."

"Well do you have a name, Ms Holmes?" She asks, eating her soup.

I roll my eyes in response. "Of course you know."